"Didn't you notice that you can only see some bloodstains on the ground and not the bodies of the Chosen Ones? This means they also cleared out the inner city."
"Preparing for the siege, then attacking the Chosen City, then clearing out the entire inner city overnight, and finally preparing for our arrival—how can there be such a powerful force?!"
"No wonder our Chinese nation has lasted for 5,000 years. Every time a disaster strikes, there are always people of goodwill who stand up. We are really fortunate to have met the Revival Army."
"I can't even imagine what kind of person our leader is..."
In addition, many others, like Lao Zhao, silently shed tears.
Before yesterday, they were still being oppressed by the Chosen Church.
Only one night had passed.
As if a mighty army had descended from the heavens, the Restoration Army appeared to rescue them and was about to give them a new life.
This intense emotion can only be felt by them.
Just then, a soldier in military uniform got into the driver's seat. He stood up and shouted to the back, "Fellow countrymen, please stand firm and hold on to the steel pipes welded on top, or you may fall."
Old Zhao couldn't help but ask, "Young man, how long has it been since you slept?"
The soldier paused for a moment, then casually said, "I don't remember, it should have been about 30 hours."
The next second, he realized what was happening and said with a smile, "Don't worry, everyone. Even though my eyes are a little bloodshot, I'm not driving while fatigued! Because I've been eating a lot of evolved beast meat for a long time, my physical condition is very good. I can go two days and two nights without sleep without any problem! As for those evolved beings, they can probably go four days and four nights without sleep without any problem! Our bodies have all become stronger!"
"Alright everyone, hold on tight, we're going!"
After saying that, the soldier started the bus.
Old Zhao and the others remained silent, their eyes filled with gratitude.
The bus travels through the city.
Before the disaster, the city had a resident population of over 600,000.
It's not small in scale, but it's definitely not large either.
But in the eyes of Lao Zhao and others, it was enough to make them sigh repeatedly.
"It's so clean."
"I never thought this city was that big or that developed before, but now it really feels like I'm coming to the city from the countryside for the first time."
"Look at those mutated plants! They're so beautiful!"
"After spending several months in the wild, and then being crammed into that dilapidated ant colony for almost a year, seeing this modern city now makes me want to cry."
A dozen minutes later, the bus drove into a residential area.
These are all high-rise residential buildings with more than 20 floors.
There are many mutated plants in the community. The former green areas have all been replaced by mutated plants, and the exterior of the buildings is covered with moss, but it also has a unique beauty.
Unless regularly trimmed and cleaned, it is common for buildings to be gradually covered by these mutated plants.
Old Zhao and Old Li went straight to their building.
"There's an elevator!" Old Li excitedly grabbed Old Zhao and rushed inside.
A long line had already formed in front of the elevator. Old Zhao said irritably, "We're only on the eighth floor. Why are we waiting for the elevator? Let's just climb the stairs!"
"Let's go!" Old Li ran towards the stairwell without saying a word.
There were more than a dozen other people with them.
They were all people who couldn't wait to see their new homes.
When he arrived at his room on the eighth floor, Old Zhao was so excited that his hands were shaking so badly that he couldn't get the key in the lock several times.
"Are you sure you can do it?!" Old Li exclaimed impatiently. "Let me do it!"
"Don't try to steal it! Do you want to get beaten up?!" Old Zhao glared at him.
Old Li smiled sheepishly.
He really can't beat Lao Zhao.
Old Zhao, Zhao Jibing, served in the army for ten years. After retiring, he joined the police station and became the deputy director of the police station at the age of 40. He is quite capable.
As for himself, although he was already a deputy division-level cadre in the government office before the disaster, he was far inferior in terms of combat skills.
The moment the door was opened, a musty smell wafted out.
But the two of them didn't care and rushed in.
The room was fully furnished.
However, it was obvious that someone had rummaged through it multiple times; the furniture was overturned and things were in a mess.
It looked like it had been robbed.
Moreover, it was covered with a thick layer of dust, indicating that no one had been here for a long time.
The only evidence was some new footprints, which suggested that Restoration Army soldiers had come to check before the two men entered.
Thinking of the newly replaced door locks and the removed combination locks, Old Zhao exclaimed, "They really thought of everything! They must have worked so hard last night. After all, with so many houses, we are so fortunate to have encountered such a great force."
Old Li also sighed deeply.
"Bedroom!" Old Li suddenly snapped out of his daze and dashed toward the master bedroom.
Pulling open the gate to the underworld, he couldn't help but exclaim, "So many clothes! Those bastards from the Heavenly Chosen Cult really don't care for these things! We've gotten a great deal!"
Old Zhao opened the wardrobe in the second bedroom and took out several down jackets and sweaters.
He carefully touched one of the dark blue down jackets, the feel of the fabric making his nose sting with tears.
He could finally change out of his tattered cotton coat.
"Old Zhao! There's shampoo, shower gel, and soap! And there's still more than half a bottle left! We're rich!" Old Li shouted again from the bathroom.
Old Zhao went to the bathroom, first blocked the sink, and then turned on the faucet.
Clear tap water gushed out.
Once he confirmed there was water, he quickly turned off the tap.
Looking at the clear tap water, Old Li couldn't help but sigh, "In the ant colony, we can only guarantee drinking water normally, and we can only take a bath on rainy days. Now we can finally use tap water."
"Take a shower first!" Old Zhao ripped off his tattered cotton-padded coat, which reeked of sourness. "After you shower, change your clothes and go eat!"
"Haha, great!"
There was no hot water, and it was winter.
The icy tap water washed over them, making them shiver.
But the two of them didn't care at all; instead, they were all smiles.
Because they hadn't showered in a long time, the shampoo didn't lather on their heads.
They could only knead it over and over again.
They were even reluctant to squeeze out more shampoo.
They rubbed a rich lather on their heads, and the long-lost refreshing feeling made them sigh with pleasure.
After showering, the two changed into clean underwear and down jackets they had found.
The two looked at themselves in the bathroom mirror again and again.
Although they were still very thin, they were at least starting to look human.
"It feels so comfortable!" Old Li said, touching the soft fabric of his down jacket. "It's been a year and a half since the disaster started, and I haven't felt this comfortable."
Old Zhao chuckled and said, "Let's go. You're over 40 now, stop being so vain. It's time to go eat something."
Stepping out of their building, they found that their neighbors, just like them, had undergone a complete makeover.
After washing away the grime, everyone finally revealed their true appearance.
The women's wet hair smelled of shampoo, and the children ran around in ill-fitting but clean clothes.
This scene brought smiles to the faces of both Lao Zhao and Lao Li.
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