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

In the square, people stood quietly, like silent statues.

Those who oppose migration and are still hesitant have hearts like surging seas, with contradictions and entanglements intertwined into a complex and dense web.

On the one hand, the base carries too many memories and emotions that they cannot let go of.

This is their safe haven in this doomsday world. Every corner bears traces of their struggles, and every brick and stone seems to be silently telling of their past.

A white-haired old man slowly stroked the stone pillar at the edge of the square, his eyes full of nostalgia.

"This is the home we thought we could defend forever. We have shed sweat and blood here, how can we just leave so easily?"

His voice trembled slightly, as if he was recalling those difficult yet hopeful days.

The young woman hugged the child tightly, and there was a hint of uneasiness in the child's innocent eyes.

The woman said softly: "Baby, this is our home, and mommy doesn't want to leave, but..."

Her words were full of helplessness and reluctance.

However, on the other hand, Zhao Gang's words were like a heavy hammer, striking their hearts again and again.

They had to admit that what Zhao Gang said made sense.

The plight of the base was already clearly evident. Food was becoming increasingly scarce, and for that little bit of food, they had to risk their lives and work hard in danger every day.

The feeling of hunger follows you everywhere, like a lingering nightmare.

They don't know where their next meal is coming from or how long they can last.

Medicines are almost exhausted. Once someone is injured or sick, it is like a death sentence and it is difficult to get effective treatment.

An injured man sat in the corner, helplessly looking at his wounds wrapped in tattered cloth, his heart full of worry.

"It would be nice if there were enough medicines, but now...sigh."

What's more, they had just experienced that horrific tide of zombies yesterday.

The zombies surging like a tide, like demons from hell, made people feel despair.

Recalling the scene of the zombie tide, people showed fear on their faces.

A young man said in a trembling voice:

"That scene was so horrific that we almost couldn't hold on. If there were another zombie wave of that magnitude, we really wouldn't have the confidence to defend the base again."

People began to think seriously about their future.

Staying here is undoubtedly a slow suicide, waiting for the judgment of fate.

Although migration is full of dangers, it is also possible to find a new place to live and start a new life.

They realized that they could no longer hesitate and had to make a decision.

This decision concerns their own destiny and the life and death of their families.

As time passed, the atmosphere in the square became more and more solemn.

Some people began to waver, their hearts wavering between staying and leaving.

A young man bit his lip, his eyes showing a hint of hesitation, and whispered:

"Maybe we should really give it a try. There is really no hope for us to stay here. Think about it, the base just experienced a zombie tide, and our supplies are becoming increasingly scarce. If we continue to stay here, we will sooner or later fall into a desperate situation."

Although his voice was small, it caused ripples in the quiet square.

Another person echoed:

"Yes, and Comrade Li Luo is so powerful. With her around, our safety should be guaranteed. She performed so bravely in the previous battle. With her leading us, maybe we can really reach the Jinling base safely."

There was a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

However, some people still have doubts.

A middle-aged man frowned and said worriedly:

"But the road is still very dangerous. Can we really make it? There are zombies everywhere outside. I don't know how many difficulties and obstacles we will encounter along the way."

His words were like a huge rock, weighing on everyone's heart.

At this time, a firm voice sounded:

"Anyway, it's better than waiting to die here. We have to be responsible for the future of ourselves and our families. We can't stay trapped in this hopeless place. We must take this step bravely."

The speaker was a tall young man, his eyes burning with determination.

Just as everyone was arguing, another young man stood up, with a determined look in his eyes.

"That's right! We can't go on like this. Staying here will only lead to death. We should take this step bravely and look for new hope."

Although his voice was not loud, it was full of power, as if it sounded a wake-up call in everyone's heart.

An old man next to him nodded slightly and said slowly:

"Yes, we can't always hold on to the past. The base is no longer safe, and we must fight for the future. Moreover, Comrade Li Luo from the Jinling base is also with us on this migration. We have all seen her abilities. With her, we may really be able to succeed."

The old man's words seemed to bring a glimmer of confidence to everyone.

As the discussion gradually became more vocal, more and more people began to lean towards migration.

They knew that relocation of the base was inevitable.

They also figured out that staying here would only lead to death, so they might as well give it a try.

"Yes! I think we should migrate." A woman said, her eyes full of determination, as if she had already made a decision. "We can't stay here forever, we have to create a better future for our children. There are no longer enough resources here for us to survive, we must find a new place of hope."

She hugged the child tightly, as if fighting for the child's future.

"That's right, we can't hesitate any longer." A man said, "We must face difficulties bravely and open up a new way of life for ourselves! Only in this way can we have a future."

His voice was full of confidence, as if he saw the dawn of hope.

People's discussions became more and more intense, and it seemed as if there was a fire burning in everyone's heart.

They began to seriously consider the possibility of migration and imagine their future life.

In the crowd, a little boy held his mother's hand tightly, with curiosity shining in his eyes.

"Mom, are we really going to go somewhere new?"

The mother touched his head tenderly and said:

"Yes, baby. We are going to find a safer place where you can grow up healthy and happy."

The little boy nodded, his eyes full of anticipation.