The three vice-leaders who held absolute power in the Grand League are all dead, and the imprisoned members are now free.
In the lab, a group of puppet scientists, together with the pilots at the base, are researching how to spread the vaccine around the world as quickly as possible.
After being unconscious for several days, Yi Mu finally woke up. He had only fallen into a coma because his body had been overdrawn by the chip and he was exhausted.
They rested and recuperated in the Major Leagues, and within a week, they re-established communication with the outside world after a long hiatus.
Over the radio, the announcers excitedly informed everyone that, according to observations, the ferocious and terrifying zombies had fallen into a deep sleep, rotting into piles of flesh and no longer posing a threat.
The vaccine worked; the fever subsided in the newly infected individuals, and their condition did not worsen.
The apocalypse, which lasted for more than three years, is finally over!
Governments around the world are rebuilding and cleaning up the land ravaged by zombies.
Communications, networks, and water and electricity services have all been restored to normal.
Two years later.
At the Baidu Public Security Bureau, Xiang Qing grabbed his car keys, ready to pick up Yi Mu from get off work.
My colleague came back from outside, carrying a boy who was about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was as thin as a monkey and walked with a swaying gait, as if he had no bones.
The colleague turned around and scolded the boy, then looked up at Xiang Qing with a smile, "Captain Xiang, let's go back now."
Xiang Qing nodded, looked at the boy, and casually asked, "What happened?"
My colleague clicked his tongue. "Theft isn't a big deal. Two steamed buns, the vendor chased me for three blocks and called the police. I happened to be patrolling nearby."
In such cases, the matter is usually settled with a lesson or a reprimand.
Xiang Qing saw that the child's face was deathly pale. Although he tried his best to act like he didn't care about anything, his steps were unsteady, and he was obviously starving.
Habitual thieves don't usually steal steamed buns; they're skilled at stealing wallets from unfortunate victims without them noticing, and then using the stolen money to eat and drink extravagantly.
No one would steal food unless they were desperate.
Xiang Qing took out her wallet, pulled out five red bills, and handed them to the boy.
His colleague looked disapproving: "Captain Xiang, you can't handle this kind of thing."
Xiang Qing waved to him, signaling him to go ahead and get busy.
The boy took the money shyly, put his hands behind his back, and looked down at his toes.
Xiang Qing stuffed the money into the pocket of his dirty coat, said nothing, walked out the door, and went to the garage.
After the vaccine was distributed, the zombie genes in Xiang Qing disappeared.
The government was restructuring and originally intended to send him into the army, giving him a respectable rank out of consideration for the Xiang family.
Xiang Qing refused.
Once he joined the army, he would inevitably be unable to be with Yi Mu every day, and he was worried about leaving Yi Mu alone.
He applied to join the police force and started as a junior officer, only to be promoted in the last six months.
With his meager savings, he bought a second-hand Santana as a means of transportation, using it to pick up and drop off his Imu every day.
Yi Mu passed the exam to become a preschool teacher and is now a teacher at a kindergarten.
The kindergarten is not far from the police station, about a five-minute walk by land.
Xiang Qing parked his car. The gatekeeper recognized him, so Xiang Qing offered him a cigarette, and the gatekeeper let him in.
He had just entered the school when the school bell rang to signal the end of get out of class.
Yi Mu was wearing a white hoodie and ordinary jeans, which accentuated her slender and long legs.
As Xiang Qing approached, she heard Yi Mu's colleague, a young woman who had just graduated from school, exclaim, "If I were half as thin as Yi Mu, the line of men chasing after me would stretch all the way to the city wall."
Upon hearing this, Xiang Qing smiled with delight.
The little ones lined up and went up one by one to say goodbye to their teacher.
A group of little kids surrounded Yi Mu, clamoring in their baby voices for kisses.
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