Qingli's expression was not good at all. When the superhumans below were drained of their superhuman energy during the battle, at least the captain and base commander could arrange for replacements.
He, on the other hand, has been fighting against high-level zombies and has managed to hold his own.
Ye Shang put one arm around him to steady him, and watched as the remaining zombies disappeared into the vicinity like a tide.
It wasn't until a patrolling superhuman said that they hadn't seen a trace of them within a hundred miles.
Qingli leaned against her, and after recovering a bit, the supernatural power drained from her body had finally recovered somewhat, and she absorbed the core stone of a high-level zombie.
Ye Shang placed him on the Light Shadow Sword and said, "Let's go back first."
The remaining base commanders will make arrangements for cleaning up the battlefield, collecting the remains, and so on.
After returning to the First Base, Qingli was summoned by the old man.
The battle lasted for nearly two days and two nights, and it was already the day of the Spring Festival.
For the people of Huaguo, this is the best festival to bid farewell to the old year and welcome the new.
Unfortunately, with so many superhumans dying now, no one is in the mood to discuss this once lively festival anymore.
All personnel at the base were immersed in grief.
Ye Shang sent Qing Li back and then told him to go back to the Fifth Base first to stabilize the personnel there.
Then look at the people she knows; are they all still around?
Qingli knew what she was thinking and understood, so she didn't ask her to stay.
Ye Shang stood in mid-air, flying between heaven and earth. As he passed the battlefield, he saw the falling snowflakes and the stench of blood buried beneath.
Everyone was cleaning up the battlefield, lifting up the dead superhumans, or digging out the core stones from all the zombie corpses, piling them together, and burning them.
The large number of zombie corpses were all disposed of in this way, and thick smoke filled the air. Even the falling snowflakes could not wet or extinguish them.
They not only had to burn the corpses of zombies, but also the corpses of those who had died from superpowers. However, these were the relatives and friends of many people, so the base decided to put them all on flat ground first. It was snowing now, so they could stay there for two or three days and let them finish celebrating the Spring Festival this year.
Ye Shang moved very fast, and she landed in front of the people at the Fifth Base.
Chen Zui's eyes were now wrapped in white gauze. Due to overuse of his superpower, blood slowly seeped from his eyes, which startled Zhu Caining and the others.
Fortunately, it was just bleeding and not too painful, which put everyone at ease.
Seeing that some were injured but had survived, Ye Shang's expression softened, and she walked up to Chen Zui.
She knew of his performance; during the war, his youthful voice constantly rang in the ears of many, helping them through deadly crises time and time again.
Ye Shang patted his little head and praised, "You did a great job."
Chen Zui had always lived with Ye Shang. Although he hadn't seen her much in the following year, he was still very familiar with her voice and scent. He gave a polite smile, his voice a little hoarse: "Sister, as long as I didn't hold you back, that's fine."
He talked too much and shouted loudly, afraid that no one could hear him, and his throat started to hurt.
From the very beginning of the apocalypse, he had been eagerly demonstrating his abilities, constantly using his powers in conjunction with fire-type ability users, just in case everyone thought he was too young and that he was the one who would hold them back.
This time he really put his heart into it and did his best to save people.
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