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

Zhao Gang nodded continuously, his eyes flickering with excitement like bright stars, and that light reflected his heart full of joy, as if it was about to overflow.

"Yes, Comrade Xiao Li, it's great that you can come back safely!" His face was full of smiles, and that smile was like a flower blooming in the desolate end of the world. His voice was as loud as a ringing bell, "Without you, we would be at a loss."

Li Luo's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a smile as warm and infectious as the spring sun, with a kind look in his eyes:

"I am also very happy to be able to return to everyone safely. Next, let's continue to work hard and fight side by side!"

"Hahaha, good!"

"We continue to fight side by side!"

Zhao Gang and Wu Qingcang smiled at each other. In that smile was the joy of reunion and the anticipation for future battles.

At this time, Zhao Gang looked around, frowned slightly, and swept his eyes over the people around him:

"This is not the place to talk. Let's go to the tent over there. Comrade Xiao Li, you can have a good rest. You must be exhausted from the journey."

After saying that, he walked towards the tent not far away with firm and powerful steps.

Wu Qingcang and Li Luo nodded slightly and followed Zhao Gang closely.

As they walked along, their eyes met from time to time, mixed with the joy of reunion and the firm belief in the future.

After a while, the three of them arrived in front of the tent.

This tent is made of tough canvas and has a dark grey tone, just as depressing as the sky at the end of the world. It looks simple and plain, but gives people an inexplicable sense of security.

Zhao Gang took a step forward, reached out to lift the door curtain, stood aside, and made a gesture to Li Luo, indicating that she should go in first.

Li Luo did not hesitate and stepped in first.

After entering the tent, Li Luo looked around.

The space in the tent was not big and a little cramped, but it had a different kind of warmth.

In the middle was a simple low table, which looked like it was made by randomly putting together a few pieces of worn-out wooden boards.

The table top is uneven, like a rugged mountain road, and the edges of the wooden boards are jagged, as if telling the vicissitudes and hardships of the years.

There were several folding stools around the table. They looked old, and their legs were loose and shaky, as if they could be blown down by a strong wind.

The surface of the stool was also worn, and a lot of the original paint had fallen off, revealing the rough wood texture inside, just like the wrinkles on the face of a weathered old man.

There were some simple daily necessities in the corner of the tent, including a few worn-out kettles with mottled surfaces and some rolled-up blankets that were dull and old in color.

Although this place is simple and shabby, it can serve as a temporary haven in this turbulent world, allowing the tired body and mind to find a moment of peace.

After everyone was seated safely, the tent fell into a brief silence.

Before Zhao Gang and Wu Qingcang opened their mouths to ask, Li Luo was the first to break the silence.

She raised her eyes slightly, and her gaze was like a gentle breeze, slowly brushing across the faces of Zhao Gang and Wu Qingcang. There was like a deep lake in her eyes, clear and warm, as if she could see through the worries in people's hearts.

Her tone was calm and peaceful, just like usual, and she asked softly:

"By the way, how is everyone's performance against the zombie tide this time?"

The sound was not loud, but it was clearly audible in the quiet tent, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

Zhao Gang and Wu Qingcang looked at each other, and their eyes conveyed complex emotions at that moment.

Their eyes showed relief at surviving the disaster, as well as sadness over the injuries of their comrades.

Zhao Gang coughed lightly, then slowly spoke, his voice low and hoarse, like the smell of gunpowder on the battlefield:

"It went relatively smoothly. This time, it was all thanks to the protective shield you left behind. When the zombie tide came, it helped us block most of the zombies' attacks and provided us with a relatively safe combat environment. It is also because of this that we had no casualties and no infections in this battle. However, some people were still injured..." At this point, Zhao Gang frowned slightly, and a look of pain appeared on his face.

A trace of pity flashed in his eyes, as if the miserable conditions of those injured comrades reappeared in front of him. "Those zombies are too fierce. Our defense line still has loopholes in some places, but fortunately their injuries are all under control. Our logistics personnel took action immediately and treated the injured with all their strength. Now, everyone is recovering slowly, and the situation is gradually improving. This can be regarded as a blessing in disguise."

Wu Qingcang listened quietly at the side, leaning forward slightly and nodding continuously. His eyes were always fixed on the ground, as if he was replaying the fierce battle scene in his mind.

In that picture, there were the hideous faces of zombies and the figures of comrades fighting bloody battles. Every detail was vivid, as if he had returned to the smoke-filled battlefield.

After Zhao Gang finished speaking, he took a deep breath and continued:

"Everyone tried their best in this battle. Everyone fought bravely against the zombies, and no one backed down. And after the tempering of the previous battles, many ordinary people in our base are more experienced than before. This fight against the zombies is really a rare opportunity for growth. Everyone has made a qualitative leap in practical skills and teamwork. The panic and helplessness when encountering danger in the past were almost not seen this time. Everyone performed very well and grew a lot."

As Li Luo listened to their stories, he couldn't help but feel a warm feeling in his heart.

The warm current flowed slowly in her chest, warming her body and mind.

She was happy for the people at Hope Base from the bottom of her heart.

Everyone grew up in this brutal battle and was not knocked down by the terror of the zombies.

They are like tough weeds, struggling tenaciously to survive and grow stronger in the storms of the end times.

She knew very well that every battle in this great migration was a baptism for everyone, a rebirth from the ashes before the phoenix nirvana.

With these experiences, when they face danger in the future, they will no longer be helpless as before, but will stand up like brave warriors, take up weapons, and defend their right to survive.

This feeling of relief is like that of a hardworking gardener watching the seeds he has carefully nurtured sprout and grow tenaciously in the storm, and gradually become tenacious.

It is a kind of joy that comes from the heart and an admiration for the tenacity of life.

At this moment, the two who had finished speaking looked at Li Luo in unison, with obvious questioning expressions in their eyes.