Arrived at the mass grave in the eastern district.
There are more than a dozen people digging a pit here, which means that nearly 10 people have died in the East District where they are located today.
This mass grave, covering tens of thousands of square meters, is already densely covered with thousands of small mounds of earth.
Qi Yue's eyes dimmed, and without a word, he picked up a shovel and began digging a hole.
On a watchtower not far away, two fully armed white soldiers were leisurely drinking coffee or tea.
Qi Yue glared at him hatefully, then quickly lowered his head.
All the evolved beings are in the Chosen Ones, and all the firearms are on the Chosen Ones' soldiers. These 180,000 Chinese survivors are not even allowed to possess knives.
In this situation, no matter how many of them there are, they are helpless against tens of thousands of fully armed modern soldiers.
Moreover, the nearly one thousand evolved beings of the Chosen Ones are enough to instill despair.
All those who dared to rebel against the Chosen Ones were tortured to death in the most brutal ways.
Qi Yue no longer knew where their future lay.
The day is over.
Qi Yue dragged his tired body back to the East Ant District.
Ant colonies are areas where Chinese people live in large numbers.
Because of its large population and densely packed population, resembling ants, it was named the Ant District.
These ant colonies are further divided into four, located in the four corners of the main city: the east, west, south, and north. Therefore, they are also known as the east ant colony, the west ant colony, the south ant colony, and the north ant colony.
Mingming City is quite large, with a considerable number of houses.
The Chosen Church would rather leave those houses empty, or have a white man occupy thousands of square meters of housing, than give them to the Chinese.
It's all because the archbishop of the Chosen Church harbors extreme hatred towards Chinese people...
The dim streetlights, spaced hundreds of meters apart, barely illuminated the road. Crowded shacks stood side by side, the air thick with the stench of excrement and a complex mix of foul smells.
Qi Yue's home is a plastic shed of less than five square meters. His younger sister, Qi Wen, is mending tattered clothes by the roadside under the dim streetlight.
Seeing Qi Yue return, Qi Wen quickly packed up her things and followed Qi Yue back to her shack.
Then, he carefully pulled something wrapped in a rag from under the bed and handed it to Qi Yue like a treasure.
"Brother, guess what's in here?" Ten-year-old Qi Wen laughed with great joy.
Qi Yue smiled and patted Qi Wen's head, asking, "What is it?"
Qi Wen opened the rag bundle, and inside was a mutated cockroach the size of a palm.
She whispered excitedly, "Brother, this little cockroach suddenly appeared next to my feet, and I killed it! I can secretly roast it and eat it tonight!"
Qi Yue examined the mutated cockroach in his hand. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he said thoughtfully, "This is clearly a baby cockroach born from a giant cockroach, which means there is a giant cockroach nearby! After we finish our porridge, my friend and I will search the area."
Qi Wen exclaimed excitedly, "Wouldn't that mean lots of meat!"
Qi Yue smiled and nodded.
Suddenly, a woman's cries came from afar.
Qi Wen was so frightened that she quickly hid behind Qi Yue.
Qi Yue clenched his fist, then helplessly let it clench.
He knew that it was probably just some bored guards who had taken a fancy to some girl and wanted to take her away.
Just last week, a girl named Afang, who lived not far from my shack, was taken away and returned covered in injuries. She hanged herself the next day.
Her man only resisted a few times when she was taken away before being beaten to death by the guards.
Qi Yue stared in the direction the woman was crying, his eyes filled with intense hatred.
The main conference room of the Heavenly Chosen Church headquarters.
Magnificent and splendid.
The air was filled with the aroma of incense and barbecue.
On either side of a huge conference table sat more than twenty Westerners with solemn expressions.
They were all high-ranking officials of the Chosen City and knights of the Apocalypse.
It is the absolute core of the Chosen City.
At the head of the conference table.
Archbishop Adam of the Chosen Church was devouring the flesh of an evolved beast.
Next to him was a large chunk of evolved beast meat weighing over twenty pounds.
As a former senior commander of a nuclear-powered aircraft carrier, the founder of the Chosen Ones, and a Level 3 Evolver, Adam's mere presence as he sat quietly eating was enough to silence the high-ranking officials and ten Apocalypse Knights in the conference room.
He was 1.9 meters tall, tall and strong, with a pair of deep blue eyes beneath his deep-set eyes, which occasionally flashed with a hint of indifference.
Even though he's over 40, Adam looks quite young, with his blond curly hair casually draped over his shoulders, making him look handsome and dashing, like a model.
The entire conference room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, except for the sound of Adam chewing on his meat.
After finishing the twenty pounds of evolved beast meat, Adam picked up the golden handkerchief on the table, wiped his mouth, and calmly asked, "Haven't Nelson and the others returned yet?"
Adam's words made the expressions of the others present even more serious.
Intelligence chief Lucas's forehead was covered in beads of sweat. He stood up tremblingly, clutching a stack of documents tightly in his hand, and said in a trembling voice, "Your Excellency, we have done everything we can, sending out spies all over the surrounding area, but we have not found a single clue. Nelson and the others seem to have vanished into thin air, and even the giant python that was with them has disappeared."
Taking a deep breath, Lucas continued, "Your Excellency, our people have also reached Hero City, which is occupied by the Survivors' Alliance, but all that's left are zombie corpses. Everyone has vanished, and all the supplies that could be carried away have disappeared..."
Gritting his teeth, Lucas said seriously, "Your Excellency, I suspect that a powerful force has emerged in other parts of China! Nelson and his group may have fallen into the hands of that mysterious force! The survivor alliance of Hero City may also have gone to the territory of that mysterious force."
Lucas's words shocked everyone in the conference room.
"Impossible! Nelson and his group have six Apocalypse Knights! They also have dozens of low-level evolved beings and an invulnerable giant python to help them! How could any force possibly be able to stop them!"
"China has a large population but very few guns and ammunition. How could they possibly have developed into such a powerful nation!"
"The western region of China is vast and sparsely populated. There might be remnants of military forces there, but this is the East! What kind of power could possibly wipe out Nelson and his men in one fell swoop?!"
"Most importantly, Nelson and his group are experienced advanced evolved beings! Even if they encounter danger, they can escape. How could they possibly be wiped out!"
"Maybe they just found a fun place and stayed."
"It's also possible that they discovered something new and interesting."
With a loud bang, Adam slammed his hand on the conference table.
Because of the excessive force, the entire table seemed to shake.
A handprint was left at the spot where Adam took the picture.
The once noisy conference room was now completely silent.
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