Zhang Yao's eyes lit up, and he nodded, saying, "That's right. Do you have a way to contact them and get them all to come over? Don't worry, you'll get a good reward if you do this well."
The leader readily agreed, then cautiously asked, "Sir, can we pick up those expired items?"
As he spoke, he pointed to some long-expired items that the soldiers had thrown on the ground not far away.
Zhang Yao glanced at the expired food on the ground, curled his lip, and said, "Those things have been expired for at least six months. What are you going to do with them? Eating them will probably give you a stomachache."
The survivor leader swallowed hard and said cautiously, "Sir, so much time has passed since the disaster. These things are all good. Besides, our stomachs are much stronger than before the disaster, so we survivors won't get sick easily."
Zhang Yao nodded thoughtfully and smiled, "Alright! Take whatever you want. But since you've joined our Fuxing City, you need to broaden your horizons. Fuxing City has plenty of good stuff. As long as you work hard, you'll be living no worse than before the disaster..."
The survivor leader was stunned. After Zhang Yao finished speaking, he cautiously asked, "Fuxing City?"
Zhang Yao took a deep drag of his cigarette, tilted his head back slightly, and said proudly, "Yes! Fuxing City! It symbolizes that humanity will begin its revival in this city! It was a large city with more than 2 million people before the apocalypse..."
As Zhang Yao explained, the survivors were all stunned.
It was as if I were listening to a book written in a foreign language.
In this apocalyptic world, there are rampant zombies, mutated insects and plants growing wildly, and terrifying mutated giant beasts.
Humans actually managed to recapture such a large city?!
That's incredible!
After Sun Yao finished speaking, the survivor leader's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief: "Sir, those...those millions of zombies in the city, were they all wiped out?"
Zhang Yao flicked his cigarette ash and calmly said, "Absolutely. All the zombies in Fuxing City and even within a radius of dozens of kilometers have been cleared out. There is absolutely no need to worry about zombies in Fuxing City. Every day, there are also cleaning departments to clear out mutated plants and insects. Fuxing City is absolutely safe! Didn't I just say that? You just need to do your jobs well, just like before the apocalypse."
The survivors looked at each other, and a spark of hope gradually ignited in their eyes.
They were simply struggling to survive in the apocalypse, living each day in numbness and fear, unaware of when death would come.
I never imagined there was such a paradise-like place.
Unexpectedly, I only came to check the situation after hearing gunshots.
The result... a direct leap from hell to heaven?
Half an hour later, the survivor leaders and several others returned to their hideout.
It was a dilapidated group of buildings hidden in the valley, surrounded by a makeshift protective ring of barbed wire, some old car wrecks, and various pieces of wood.
A dozen or so fires burned in the middle of the camp. The fires were small, but the smoke was thick and emitted a pungent smell.
Some ragged people were squatting around the fire, putting freshly picked wild vegetables into the pot.
On the ground nearby, the corpses of several mutated insects lay silently.
This was a "delicacy" prepared to replenish the strength of the survivor leaders and the soldiers who were responsible for going out to find food.
In this apocalyptic world, having these mutated insects is already a blessing, as they can at least provide enough protein.
Most of the time, most people can only eat wild vegetables that don't taste very good.
Upon seeing the leader return, a man covered in dust stood up and asked, "Boss, what was that gunfire just now? Did anything happen?"
The survivor leader, his face flushed with excitement, waved his hand and shouted, "Forget about all that! Everyone, pack your things and come with me! Forget about this food! We have better places to go!"
Everyone looked on in astonishment. Someone asked in confusion, "Boss, what are you talking about? A better place? Are there any good places in this world?"
The leader strode into the crowd and said rapidly, "We just saw an army of several thousand! They're from Fuxing City! It's a city where humanity has re-established order, with strong defenses, plenty of food, and the strength to fight off zombies and mutated creatures! We no longer have to eat this unpalatable food here, and we no longer have to live in fear every day!"
They looked at each other, their eyes filled with doubt, but even more so with a longing for hope.
"Boss, is this true? Can we really live a good life?" A woman held a thin, eight- or nine-year-old child, tears welling in her eyes.
“Absolutely! We’re leaving now. I know everyone has suffered enough. Here, we have to fight zombies and mutated insects every day for a little food, and we also have to be wary of attacks from other survivors. We’ve lost too many brothers and sisters. We can’t go on like this!” The leader’s voice choked with emotion.
Then, he looked at his capable assistants and said seriously, "You lot, quickly use our previous communication methods to contact the other forces in the vicinity and tell them this good news. Tell them to go to Yamahara County! It has been recaptured!"
The assistants nodded in agreement and immediately got to work.
The camp immediately became busy, and the people were dressed in tattered clothes, thin, and pale.
But they moved very quickly.
Those lazy and stupid people have long been eliminated in this apocalyptic world.
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