After driving along the winding mountain road for about ten minutes, we gradually transitioned from the desolate countryside to a secluded paradise surrounded by lush greenery.
This time, Xiao Jin and the others finally arrived at the real safe zone.
From afar, Xiao Jin and his group caught a glimpse of the tall wooden gate standing in front of them.
Although it was already getting dark, the solar lights installed in front of the gate still stubbornly cast their light, dappling the wooden railing.
Above, the powerful characters of "Yunlu Resort" swayed gently in the breeze, shimmering with a warm and inviting light.
This safe zone turned out to be a resort hidden among the mountains.
Liu Xin raised his chin: "No wonder it's called the Yunlu Safe Zone!"
Yunlu Resort was once a shining pearl around Linhai City, attracting countless tourists with its unique natural scenery and comprehensive entertainment facilities.
The resort covers a vast area, nestled against the mountains and beside the water, and is picturesque in all four seasons.
However, since the end of the world, all this beauty seems to have been put on pause.
Fortunately, those in power had the foresight to choose this idyllic paradise as a safe haven for humanity.
Therefore, a team of elite warriors was secretly dispatched to clear out all the zombies in the resort.
Today, the resort has been transformed and is home to nearly 50,000 survivors.
Upon reaching the entrance, Duan Chenghong had to slow down again.
This inspection was much simpler than before. Xiao Jin and his companions only needed to take out the slip of paper stamped with a bright red seal and hand it to the guard at the door.
The guard took the note steadily, quickly scanned it with his eyes, and after confirming that it was correct, he pressed the remote control button without hesitation.
With a soft "click," the railings at the gate slowly rose.
Duan Chenghong took the opportunity to drive in, the wheels rolling over the slightly rough road surface, making a slight rustling sound.
Upon entering this area, the scene before him instantly shattered all his fond memories of the resort.
The once lush green belt has been completely removed, and the exposed black soil rises in the cold wind, creating a misty atmosphere that permeates the air, carrying a sense of desolation and barrenness.
All around, various building materials were piled up like mountains, and heavy machinery such as cranes and excavators roared. Workers moved among them, their busy figures elongated in the afterglow of the setting sun, looking particularly tired.
Many people used hoes to dig trenches in the green belt, clearly intending to plant crops on them.
"It's so late, don't they rest?" Duan Ziyue asked curiously.
The car's entry only attracted the attention of those around for a moment; the next second, they looked away and continued with their work.
However, to Duan Chenghong, the expressions on those workers' faces were extremely strange.
Because their faces showed no joy or pride in participating in the construction of the safe zone and contributing to their homeland; instead, they were deathly still, their eyes empty and numb.
Sweat trickled down their faces, etched with the marks of time, and dripped onto the cracked earth, disappearing instantly.
The occasional conversations that could be heard were low and suppressed, devoid of any vitality.
This atmosphere cast a shadow over Duan Chenghong's heart, and he couldn't help but wonder what was going on.
The purpose of building a safe zone is to protect against unknown risks, so why does he feel no warmth or hope here?
Duan Chenghong frowned, his eyes searching through the busy crowd, trying to find a clue that could answer the questions in his mind.
The next second, Duan Chenghong drove his vehicle slowly along the winding road, his eyes occasionally scanning the roadside signs, looking for a place to park.
The afterglow of the streetlights spilled onto the dilapidated streets, adding to the desolation and bleakness of this post-apocalyptic world.
They hadn't driven far when an unexpected scene suddenly came into their view.
Seven or eight figures strode towards us, their steps steady, their expressions revealing an indescribable arrogance and confidence.
Duan Chenghong's pupils suddenly contracted as his gaze was instantly drawn to the badges worn on the chests of those people—a unique symbol of superhumans.
These people, without exception, were all superhumans with extraordinary powers!
At this moment, the busy survivors around them seemed to be frozen by an invisible force. Their movements became slow and cautious, and their eyes revealed visible panic and fear.
They continued their work quietly, afraid of making the slightest sound and disturbing these superhumans.
Some even chose to flee, hiding far away and minimizing their presence as much as possible, not even daring to glance in the direction of those with superpowers.
Those with superpowers, however, seemed completely unaware of everything around them.
They wore cold and arrogant smiles, talking and laughing, and they were all clean, some even with hair gel on their heads.
Compared to the other ordinary people struggling to survive in the apocalypse, they were like young masters attending a cocktail party.
The vehicle slowly came to a stop, but Duan Chenghong's gaze remained fixed on the backs of the superhumans, his heart filled with vigilance and curiosity.
It seems that within this safe zone, there is a clear distinction between those with superpowers and ordinary people.
No wonder the staff at the door treated me that way after I discovered I had superpowers.
But then, an unexpected event occurred.
An ordinary person, with his back to the superhumans, was squatting on the ground weeding.
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