Stock up on supplies! Raise zombies! The end of the world is over!

After a month's long voyage, the fleet finally reached the coast.

Charles was brought to the deck, and he looked at his homeland, his heart inevitably filled with excitement.

For so long, he has been looking for an opportunity to please this group of Chinese people, but the results have always been unsatisfactory.

"Anchorage is just ahead, the largest city in Alaska."

Su Yang pushed the man and said, "Hey, we're at your hometown."

"So, can you please let me go? This is very rude."

Charles' hands were tied behind his back. Although he was also a psychic, his level was not high, only around level five.

Su Yang untied him and said, "Tell me about the specific situation in the city."

Charles flexed his wrists with a flattering smile on his face, "Anchorage has a permanent population of about 300,000."

"When I left, there were less than 50,000 survivors, and only 10,000 of them had special abilities."

"The base occupies the granary, which has abundant resources. Survival should not be a problem."

"But the zombie tide is too huge. They can't hold out for long."

"If you can really help us solve the zombie problem, we will fulfill our previous promises."

"If there is anything else you are not satisfied with, we can discuss it later."

Rong Qingyue glanced at him and asked, "Can you make the decision?"

Charles is just a small fifth-level psychic. What right does he have to speak so freely and act as if he is sure that he can come to an agreement?

"My superior is the commander of the base, who is also my uncle."

Oh, it’s a relationship.

With Lin Yun's mind-reading ability, she confirmed that he was not lying.

The fleet docked and stopped sailing.

The accompanying space-powered user threw out an armored vehicle with a brand new gun muzzle, which showed that it was quite powerful.

Charles secretly swallowed his saliva. How much more? Hundreds of armored vehicles?

Su Yang took him to sit in one of the cars, and the space inside was not too narrow.

But what surprised Charles the most was that their in-car system actually had real-time navigation and positioning?!

You have to know that after the end of the world, most of the satellites have lost contact, the network has no one to maintain it, and it cannot be used at all.

Why do these Chinese people have cars?

Oh my God, could it be that he was being too clever and let a wolf into the house?

Charles began to feel a little regretful. Although there were only six hundred people, they were all quite strong.

If a fight really breaks out, it’s hard to say who will win.

No, I have to discuss it with my uncle when I get to the base.

The team moved slowly.

At first, we only encountered a few zombies here and there.

The psychic who had been holding back for a long time ended the battle in almost three minutes.

The further the car goes in, the more zombies you encounter.

But fortunately, these zombies are not of high level, and killing them is as easy as cutting vegetables.

The crystal cores exploded one after another, and soon a large bag was picked up.

When walking, the crystal cores inside collide with each other, making crisp sounds, like the most beautiful symphony in the world!

"It's these American zombies that are easier to kill. We're here for vacation!"

There are no mutants who have been catalyzed by strengthening reagents, let alone mutated mutants.

It was like being suddenly demoted from the hell level to the novice village.

It took them only half a day to reach the gate of the base. By noon, the tide of zombies had dissipated.

The people in the city were stunned when they saw the long and neatly arranged line of armored vehicles.

Aren’t Anchorage’s military forces already occupied by the base a long time ago?

Could this be a new force that emerged from somewhere?

The defenders aimed their guns. Charles boldly exposed himself and waved frantically, "It's me, it's me! Don't shoot!"

"The reinforcements I found have arrived!"

His swings were so big that it was hard not to notice.

"That's, Charles?"

"It's really Charles!"

"The people who went out to sea have returned, and they brought a lot of people with them."

The gate of the base was opened and the fence that was blocking the zombies was also removed to welcome reinforcements into the city.

Anchorage is at a high latitude, so even in June, we still have to wear thick clothes.

The armored vehicle drove in slowly, and through the window, Jiang Run and his team observed the survivors living here.

Most of them were pale and thin, looking malnourished, especially their eyes were numb and lifeless, no different from the living dead.

But in a guardhouse not far away, several men in uniform looked much better, at least they had some fat around their waists.

Sure enough, exploitation and inequality are everywhere.

Arriving at the base, Charles felt much more relaxed. Perhaps it was because he was in a familiar environment and he finally didn't feel constrained.

The convoy stopped in an open space.

The terrain is low and gentle, with hills on all sides.

Natural, ambush land.

Rong Qingyue looked around the terrain and exchanged a glance with Ji Xun. It seemed that the people in Anchorage did not believe them.

A man walked out from behind the hill due south. He looked to be in his early forties, with curly blond hair, wearing sunglasses and fully armed.

"Your uncle?" Su Yang asked Charles.

The latter nodded.

"My uncle is a very cautious person. Don't worry. This is just a routine check. He won't embarrass you."

As Charles finished speaking, his uncle really started talking.

"Welcome, my friends from afar. Which country are you from?"

"My nephew shouldn't have caused you any trouble along the way, right?"

Adrian smiled familiarly, and if you ignored the psychic next to him who was ready to strike, his attitude could be described as amiable.

While Rong Qingyue was looking at Adrian, he was also looking at the reinforcements coming from overseas.

Ok.

Several vases.

A cripple.

Fortunately, there was a normal guy who looked like a soldier.

Adrian glanced at the armored vehicle behind them, with a hint of greed in his eyes.

Although Anchorage is an important military base, its equipment was severely damaged after the apocalypse, and all military supplies have been consumed after fighting the zombie tide for so long.

Well done.

After using them, kill them and throw them into the sea without anyone noticing.

By then, the entire Anchorage will be under his jurisdiction.

Adrian is much more cunning than Charles. His thoughts and ideas are all hidden tightly, at least nothing can be seen on the surface.

"Sir, you worry too much. The journey has been smooth. It is fate that Mr. Charles has come to China after traveling across the ocean."

During the conversation, the people from Anchorage had already thoroughly understood the configuration of Rong Qingyue's team. Seeing that there was nothing unusual, Adrian finally approached.

He took off his sunglasses, revealing his eagle-like sharp eyes, shook hands with Rong Qingyue, and expressed his goodwill, "On behalf of the remaining 10,000 survivors in the base, I thank you for coming."

"Of course, don't worry. My promise is always valid. As long as you help us deal with the zombie tide, I will give you all the supplies in Anchorage."

"Only supplies?"

The man in the wheelchair raised his eyebrows slightly and his eyes were sharp after listening to Yi's translation.

Adrian's eyes met Charles' briefly, and then he smiled unnaturally, "There are too many people here, let's go to a quiet place to talk."