Rebirth after the apocalypse: I create a new world with space!

But she knew that she was powerless and had no power to change this cruel reality.

Helplessly, Li Luo could only swallow the bitter water silently, suppress the pain in his heart, turn around again, and grope forward tremblingly in the terrifying darkness.

Her body was shaking from the cold and exhaustion. Every step she took seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, as if she had used up every bit of strength she had left.

In this way, Li Luo took heavy steps, one deep step and one shallow step, and struggled forward in this dark alley.

Her feet felt as if they were filled with lead as she moved mechanically, passing by closed doors and broken windows.

The cold wind howled and blew across her face, causing her pain like a knife.

When she turned a corner full of debris and came to a remote small courtyard.

Suddenly, she heard a noisy and malicious sound, mixed with painful cries, hideous laughter, and obscene words that were unbearable to the ears.

The sound was like the roar of a demon from hell, instantly making her nerves tense.

Li Luo's heart suddenly tightened, and fear spread throughout her body like an electric current. She subconsciously stopped in her tracks and involuntarily shrank back, trying to get away from the source of the terrible sound.

But her strong curiosity drove her to find out.

She cautiously approached the direction where the sound came from, her heart beating like a drum and her breathing becoming rapid.

I saw a group of ferocious people surrounding a small grocery store like wolves, smashing and destroying things crazily.

Li Luo had been to this grocery store before. She knew that it was run with great effort by a family of four: a middle-aged couple, an old grandfather, and a little girl of 16 or 7 years old.

The shop owner is the man from the middle-aged couple, and he is a level 3 wood-type mutant.

The other three, his wife, daughter and old father, are all ordinary people without special powers.

At this moment, the shop owner was standing in front of the family with a protective attitude, resolutely protecting them.

He frowned, and his tightly furrowed brows seemed to be carrying a heavy burden. His eyes were full of burning anger, but deep in the fire there was a deep helplessness and despair.

The middle-aged woman who was blocked behind him had a pale face and her body kept shaking, like a fallen leaf drifting in the wind.

Her hands were tightly clenched around the corner of her clothes, almost crushing them to pieces; her knuckles had lost their color and now looked pale due to the excessive force.

The old man behind her had trembling lips and his eyes were full of fear and confusion, looking like a lamb lost in a dark forest.

Although he himself was also gripped by fear, he still subconsciously protected his granddaughter behind him. His trembling but determined figure interpreted the final protection of an elder.

The little girl who was protected at the back had her eyes wide open, tears welling up in her eye sockets. It seemed as if those crystal tears would break through the restraints of her eye sockets at any time and burst out like a flood.

Her delicate body trembled constantly with fear, like a weak and helpless little flower in the cold wind, swaying in the storm of fate.

The group of thugs confronting them consisted of five people, and all of them were level 3-4 psychics.

Their faces were distorted and hideous, and their eyes flashed with evil and greed, as if they wanted to devour all the beauty in the world.

At this moment, the shop owner's eyes were filled with despair and fear, but for the sake of his family, he still mustered up the courage and begged bitterly, his voice trembling and hoarse:

"Please, let us go. This shop is the foundation of our survival. Please have mercy on us!"

However, the thugs were not moved at all, and even more cruel smiles appeared on their faces.

One of them even shouted viciously:

"You didn't cooperate when I told you nicely just now. Now it's too late to beg us!"

After saying that, he kicked the shop owner.

"Hit me hard!"

The thugs shouted and began to beat the shop owner, each punch was filled with malice and strength, as if they wanted to kill him.

The shop owner resisted, shouting at the top of his lungs:

"You bunch of demons, I won't let you succeed!"

He tried his best to use his wood-related abilities to try to resist this sudden violence.

Suddenly, thick branches grew out of his hands, trying to block the attack of the thugs.

However, under the opponent's powerful supernatural power suppression, all his resistance was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

One thug cursed fiercely:

"With your little ability, you dare to resist?"

Immediately afterwards, the branches in the shop owner's hands were quickly broken and destroyed.

His resistance seemed so weak that he was defeated instantly under the siege of the mob.

Seeing that the shop owner's resistance had failed, the other thugs became more arrogant and unscrupulous.

In front of the shop owner, they began to roughly drag the women and girls nearby aside and humiliate them at will.

The woman and the girl let out shrill cries, the sound seemed to tear through the dark night sky, full of despair and fear, it was heartbreaking.

At this moment, the old man, who had just recovered from being pushed heavily to the ground, staggered to his feet.

He raised his trembling cane and rushed towards the thugs desperately, shouting at the top of his lungs:

"I'm going to fight you beasts!"

However, his resistance was so powerless in the face of these brutal thugs.

A thug laughed and kicked the old man fiercely, "Go to hell, old man!"

The old man's frail body fell to the ground in an instant.

Then, the thug cruelly threw a fireball at the old man on the ground.

The next second, flames started burning on the old man's body.

The old man screamed in pain, and the sound echoed in the night sky, never stopping.

The miserable cry seemed to be an accusation against this dark world.

The shop owner witnessed this scene with his own eyes, his eyes were bloodshot and his eyeballs seemed to be about to pop out of their sockets.

His heart was bleeding, but he could only watch his old father being burned to death and his wife and daughter being humiliated, and he was powerless to do anything.

He went from begging desperately at first to cursing hysterically later:

"You beasts will be punished!"

"Even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go! I will kill you! Kill you!"

But his curses only resulted in even more brutal treatment from the thugs.

Finally, the owner's voice gradually became low and his eyes became despairing.

His throat seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand and he could not make a sound. Endless pain and anger intertwined in his heart, but he was unable to turn it into any effective action.

At this moment, the world seemed to have fallen into the deepest darkness, without a glimmer of hope.