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

As soon as these words came out, the crowd exploded.

People were whispering to each other, and the voices of opposition came like a tide.

I saw an old man with a weathered face waving his arms suddenly, and his skinny palms passed through the air, carrying the vicissitudes of life and helplessness of the years.

"Hey! This is simply nonsense! The base has just experienced the impact of a tide of zombies, and everyone has not yet recovered from the fatigue. How can we take the risk of a large-scale migration at this juncture? We old bones can't stand such a toss!" He shouted excitedly.

The wrinkles on the old man's weather-beaten face were like ravines carved by time, and every line was filled with worry and confusion.

His eyes revealed deep uneasiness, as if Zhao Gang's decision would push everyone into an endless dark abyss.

At the same time, the burly man next to him frowned, like two thick ropes tangled together.

He echoed anxiously:

"That's right! Who knows how many dangers we will encounter along the way. There are zombies everywhere outside now. We might be surrounded by the terrifying zombies not long after we walk out. You psychics have superpowers, but the weapons of ordinary people like us have been almost used up in the previous zombie tide. What can we use to deal with those terrible monsters? Can we rely on our bare hands?"

The big man's strong body was trembling slightly at this moment, like a mountain that was about to collapse.

His broad shoulders were no longer as solid as before, but revealed fear of the unknown road.

A young woman's eyes were red and she said in a trembling voice:

"Yes, we have finally managed to defend the base. Why should we give it up? This is our home! I don't want to leave. Here are our memories and our hopes."

She hugged the child tightly in her arms, her eyes full of reluctance, as if this was her only support.

A middle-aged man was rubbing his hands anxiously, his hands moving constantly like two restless little mice.

His face was full of worry and his voice was full of doubt:

"It's nearly 200 kilometers from here to City N. How can so many of us reach the destination safely? Can we really overcome the difficulties and obstacles along the way?"

His eyes swept back and forth among the crowd, like two confused rays of light, as if looking for an answer, and as if expecting someone to overturn this decision.

At this time, another person also shouted loudly, his voice echoing in the square like a huge bell, causing more people to resonate:

"Besides, our supplies are not enough to sustain such a long journey! If we don't have supplies on the road, won't we starve to death or die of thirst? This is simply a huge gamble, we can't afford it!"

His words were like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

In the square, voices of doubt rose and fell like surging waves, and the entire square seemed like a noisy vegetable market.

People were whispering to each other, their faces filled with fear and anxiety, and they were extremely shocked and confused by Zhao Gang's sudden decision to migrate.

In their view, although the base had just experienced the baptism of a zombie tide, it was not hopeless.

There are still certain defense facilities here. As long as everyone works together to further strengthen the defense, we may be able to resist the zombies' attack again.

Someone said loudly:

"I won't leave! We have managed to defend this place with great difficulty, how can we give up so easily? If we unite, we can definitely defend the base better."

The people around him nodded in agreement.

"Yes, we can't just abandon our homeland. We have put in so much effort here, how can we just leave like that?"

However, amid the noise of the crowd, Zhao Gang appeared calm, as he had expected this situation to happen.

He raised his hand slightly, signaling everyone to be quiet.

After the crowd gradually quieted down, he slowly explained:

"Listen to me, everyone. We made this decision after careful consideration. First of all, our city G no longer has enough resources for us to continue living here. As you can see, our food and water have become less and less recently, and there are few medicines left. If we continue to stay here, only death will await us."

Zhao Gang's eyes were firm and serious. He glanced at everyone, hoping that they could understand his difficulties.

Someone in the crowd asked doubtfully:

"Is there no other way? Can't we look for resources again? For example, we can look in the surrounding cities."

Zhao Gang sighed and replied helplessly:

"What everyone doesn't know is that the food and supplies we use now are actually brought back from the neighboring city with great difficulty. G City has long been left with nothing. We have tried to find supplies in surrounding cities, but each time we have gained very little. Moreover, as time goes by, the resources in surrounding cities will become increasingly scarce. We can't just sit there and wait for death, we must find another way out."

Zhao Gang paused, then continued:

"Secondly, we don't know if and when a zombie tide of this magnitude will come again. With the current Hope Base, there is no way we can handle such a crisis again. We can't rely on luck for our fate, we must take the initiative to find a way out."

There was a moment of silence among the crowd, and everyone was thinking about what Zhao Gang said.

Zhao Gang saw that everyone was touched, and continued to strike while the iron was hot:

"Also, Comrade Li Luo from Jinling Base will be with us on this migration. Her ability and courage are obvious to all. I believe that with her, we will be able to successfully reach Jinling Base and start a new life."

After that, a young man wearing glasses pushed his glasses up on his nose and said slowly:

"Chief Zhao is right. Our supplies are indeed becoming increasingly scarce. If we continue to stay here, we will starve to death sooner or later. Besides, no one knows if the zombie tide will come again. We can't just sit there and wait for death."

Although his voice was not loud, it was particularly clear in the quiet square.

A thin man next to him also expressed his opinion:

"Yes, I think we can consider relocating. The Jinling base sounds great. Maybe there are more resources and better defense facilities there. Moreover, with Comrade Li Luo here, our safety can be guaranteed to a certain extent."

There was a glimmer of hope in his eyes, as if he saw the dawn of the future.

At this time, Zhao Gang looked around and said solemnly:

"Okay, I've said everything I need to say, and I won't force you. It's up to you whether to leave or stay. But I hope you can seriously consider it, for ourselves, for our families, and for our future."