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

Lin Hai was completely confused by Chu Yuanqing's incoherent words.

But he soon realized that Chu Yuanqing must have been attacked mentally!

"A person with psychic powers?" Lin Hai grasped the key point, "Is he a psychic?"

Recalling the gray-white pupils that just appeared in his mind, Chu Yuanqing frowned, shook his head, and finally said: "It should be the zombie king."

Chu Yuanqing was completely unprepared at the time and his brain was attacked. After he recovered, he subconsciously thought that it was done by some other psychic who was stronger than him. But now thinking back, how could human pupils be grayish white?

So, that guy must be a zombie!

Moreover, it is most likely not a psychic zombie, but the zombie king mentioned by Li Luo before!

Otherwise, he would have been dead by now, or been invaded and controlled by the brain domain.

Chu Yuanqing knew too well the horror of psychic powers. Killing people without them being seen was not just talk.

After hearing Chu Yuanqing's answer, Lin Hai was relieved. Compared to the psychic power masters who appeared out of nowhere and were either enemies or friends, the Corpse King was better. At least he knew him well enough.

After making sure Chu Yuanqing was fine, the two returned to the battlefield.

At this time, tens of thousands of zombies had gathered under the city wall.

Although the firepower on the city wall never stopped and killed many zombies, the number of zombies here increased instead of decreased because new zombies kept joining in.

The dead zombies became stepping stones for the living zombies. They stepped on the corpses of their companions and approached the people on the city wall little by little.

If this situation is not stopped, the zombie army will soon rush over.

After all, it is because there are too few people. All the combat personnel here add up to less than 5000 people.

Among them, two-thirds are ordinary people without special powers, or people with special powers at level 3.

Such combat effectiveness doesn't even give any advantage in "target shooting". If it weren't for the support of powerful firepower, it would be even more doomed!

However, their firepower had been exhausted under such a powerful attack, and it would not be long before they ran out of ammunition and food.

"Requesting fire support from the north! Requesting fire support from the north! Our ammunition is running out!"

"The ammunition on the east side is running low! We can hold out for another 10 minutes!"

"The west side is out of ammunition!"

Fang Xiong listened to the message coming from the walkie-talkie with his brows furrowed so tightly that they could pinch a fly to death.

He didn't expect that the number of zombies would be so shocking! Even though they were fully prepared, it was still like this.

"How much ammunition do we have left?" Fang Xiong asked while throwing fireballs at the zombies below.

"Reporting to the director, there are 2000 bullets, 14 mortar shells, and 103 grenades left." The logistics staff replied after counting.

Hearing such a pitifully small number, Fang Xiong sighed frequently in worry, but he did not stop attacking at all.

The shelter finally stabilized and started to get better, but we didn't expect a zombie tide to come...

Just as Fang Xiong was thinking about how to solve the current predicament, there was a commotion in the shelter and the sound of people was deafening.

"What happened?" Fang Xiong asked.

"Report to the director! It's the survivors in the shelter, they are coming!" The soldier also noticed this situation. He immediately ran to the inside of the city wall and looked down. "Here... there are a lot of people coming."

Hearing this, Fang Xiong threw out the last fireball and stopped attacking.

"We've held it!" After patting the shoulder of the soldier next to him, Fang Xiong quickly came to the inside of the city wall and looked down.

I saw that under the city wall, there was the same thing as outside, with tens of thousands of black people.

The difference is that there are zombies outside and survivors inside!

At this time they were gathering under the city wall, and the leading group was talking to the staff below.

Could it be...?

At this time, someone in the crowd below noticed Fang Xiong and immediately shouted:

"It's Director Fang! Director Fang is coming!"

The crowd immediately became excited.

"Director Fang, we are here to help kill zombies!"

"Director Fang, please let us go. We are all superpowered people! We can fight against the zombies together with the shelter!"

"Yes, Chief Fang, please let us go up! We have combat experience and can handle those damn zombies outside!"

"Those monsters killed my family. I want to avenge them! Director Fang, please help me!"

"My brother is fighting up there, and I want to defend the shelter with him!"

"The shelter has always protected and cared for us. Now it's our turn to give back!"

"This shelter is our home, and I want to do my part to protect it!"

Listening to the shouts of the crowd below, Fang Xiong's heart was deeply touched, and his eyes couldn't help but well up in redness.

Let’s not talk about the prosperous times, let’s talk about the end of the times!

Since the end of the world, Fang Xiong has been working hard for the people in the shelter in City N all the time.

Apart from living in an official office where the environment was better, his food, clothing and other daily necessities, as well as those of his family, were no different from those of the survivors, with no exceptions at all.

For more than two consecutive months, Fang Xiong slept less than 6 hours. He had been dealing with various affairs of the shelter, issuing various instructions, and solving various problems. He truly served the country and the people!

During this period, Fang Xiong suffered too much, the suffering of the end of the world, the lack of supplies, the opposition of his family, the misunderstanding of the people...

You have to know that he is also a flesh-and-blood person, not an emotionless work machine.

He thought about it countless times. He had dedicated half his life to the country. Now it was the end of the world. He should just let go and let others take on this responsibility. He had already reached retirement age and it was time to take a rest.

But his sense of responsibility prevented him from giving up. He was afraid. He was afraid that others would not be as dedicated and responsible as he was. He was afraid that the end of the world would change people's minds. He was afraid that the ending would not be what he expected...

Just like this, Fang Xiong did not retreat. He always stayed at his post, burning himself and illuminating others!

Just like today, when facing the tide of zombies, he, a 60-year-old man, was not afraid at all and went into battle personally!

Fang Xiong’s idea is very simple, they must stand in front of the people when danger comes!

In fact, when the news of the approaching zombie tide was first received, someone suggested to Fang Xiong that he gather the survivors to resist together, but he refused.

First of all, if he issued this order immediately, it would definitely cause panic among the people and lead to internal and external troubles.

Secondly, the fact that civilians have not received professional combat training is likely to make the situation worse.

Finally, Fang Xiong didn't expect that the number of zombies would be so large that it would drain all the ammunition reserves in the shelter.

Therefore, until the last moment, Fang Xiong never thought of relying on the power of the people.