Han Qingxia sat in the chair in silence.

Holding a cup of fruit tea in his hand, he stared at Qi Sang's computer in front of him.

I am weighing the pros and cons in my mind.

People like her, ultimately, are concerned about their own interests.

She first thought about the chips in her hand. During this entire year of the apocalypse, with every step she took, she had an impregnable air-raid shelter nest.

Her lair has abundant supplies and solid defenses.

She has five people who belong to her core team and 16 dogs. These are her most basic assets and the most core guarantee, which can ensure her own safety and supplies at all times.

In addition, she has more than eighty residents who cultivate tens of thousands of acres of land for her, produce food supplies, and develop electricity. Their output is enough to feed all the existing survivors.

Furthermore, she has an alliance with nearly twenty bases.

Her alliance has more than 3,000 combatants available, with enough weapons and ammunition to fight against the zombies in a city with a population of one million.

Her power has reached such a level that all bases in the eastern region look up to her and seek her help.

From the initial one person and one dog to the current development of a super large alliance, Han Qingxia needs to consider different levels at every step in this process.

The fission of power has caused her perspective on problems to rise drastically.

If she was alone with her dog, what did the life and death of other bases have to do with her?

And now, what she saw was a purple-red map of the zombie area on Qi Sang's computer screen, with those weak white dots fragilely but tenaciously pinned to the edge of the red.

What is formed is one line of defense after another.

Invisibly prevent the expansion of the red zombie power.

What Han Qingxia has to face is no longer just one or two zombies, but a future wave of zombies.

How long can she survive and how much can she change in the zombie tide?

She stared at those purple-red spots, and suddenly felt an invisible and powerful luck rising up.

Across the eastern region, the fate of the battle between human power and zombie power.

She knows what the future will be like better than Qi Sang. Qi Sang's computer simulation is always based on limited data, but she knows the future evolution of zombies very well.

There are only three cities in the entire eastern region. She can take over City A within a year, but if she can also control Cities BC in the process.

That will be - the rise of mankind!

Han Qingxia stared at the computer screen with her heart beating violently.

Power is a game of mutual competition.

One side is human power, the other side is zombie power.

As human power grows, zombie power will inevitably shrink.

When human power reaches a certain level, they can really fight against zombies on equal terms.

And that time is the rise of mankind!

Han Qingxia's mind was frantically calculating time and changes.

If she takes over City A within a year, and works with Rong Yin to fight against the zombie horde in City C, and at the same time all the other newbies can hold their own.

Maybe, it really can work!

Human destiny can change!

The fate of the next ten years can be changed!

Han Qingxia thought for a long time. She didn't say anything, and no one else said anything either.

Because the person who makes the final decision is only Han Qingxia, they only have the right to make suggestions and come up with plans, and the core power has always been firmly held by Han Qingxia.

She provided them with supplies and resources, and she was the boss.

"How many bases are asking for help now?"

Han Qingxia finally spoke the first sentence.

Qi Sang said coldly, "Sixty percent."

Han Qingxia held his chin and thought for a long time, "Let the voice be heard. If 95% of the bases ask me for help, I will agree and provide unified assistance! But they all have to listen to me, including Tomorrow's Base!"

Han Qingxia took the gamble!

And she wants the gamble with the biggest win!

All bases must become part of Han Qingxia's forces and work together with her to resist the zombie tide.

She wants to seize the last one or two years to make a big move.

If the bet is won, humanity can turn things around; if the bet is lost... Han Qingxia may have to go back to the time before liberation.

Living a tight life in his own small base.

But she took a gamble!

No matter how bad it is, can it be worse than your previous life?

Although from beginning to end, the lives of these bases were not a problem she considered.

The idea that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility has never mattered to her.

She even said that in her opinion, this sentence should be used in reverse: first there are strong people, and no matter what the strong people do, they will generate strong social responsibility.

The lives of these people are only incidental here, as a very weak factor, or even not taken into consideration.

They did not hinder Han Qingxia. In this situation, Han Qingxia could take them flying together and save people, which was no big deal. But if their interests conflicted, it would not be a question of whether Han Qingxia would help or not. Han Qingxia would kill them first.

The strong are like gods.

Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish.

Always align your interests with those of the strong, and they will show their kindness.

The kind-hearted Han Qingxia decided to support everyone.

After her news was released, all bases were shaken.

In the current situation, not 100% of the bases need help.

After all, Han Qingxia was not around in my previous life, and these bases, big and small, only lasted for ten years.

They have a hard time, but they persevere.

However, the flapping of a butterfly's wings can create a hurricane, and the rise of Han Qingxia has already changed the fate of this base.

Without an absolutely strong person to lead them, everyone can only fend for themselves. Now that there is a strong person willing to help them lead, how can everyone not be shaken!

Humans are social animals, especially in China, where people like to rely on powerful organizations.

Tomorrow's base at this moment.

After receiving the reply, Rong Yin raised her eyebrows.

"You want all bases to listen to the Midsummer Alliance? They have a big appetite."

"Boss, what should we say?"

"Promise them that we will discuss whether to listen or not after we meet Han Qingxia from the Midsummer Alliance."

Han Qingxia is now leading his men to continue counterattacking the city.

The suggestion Qi Sang gave last time was very effective. The two regions were cut into five parts. The zombie swarm that was originally so dense that there was no place to attack was gradually cut up, and they are advancing one part at a time.

Before they could capture the first area, they received news from the entire eastern region.

"Ninety-nine percent of the bases have agreed to join us." Qi Sang found Han Qingxia.

"There are thirteen in City B and fifteen in City C. Almost all the bases that our station has counted have agreed! The remaining few have not responded yet. I suspect they have all been destroyed."

There is someone to help here, who wouldn’t come?

Anyone who has the voice should respond quickly!

After listening to this, Han Qingxia put aside other discussions and began to plan her rise.