After the typhoon finally ended, the entire base was a wreck. The roads were filthy, littered with severed mutant animal limbs and blood.
Trees had been blown down, and branches, grass, leaves, sheet metal, and other debris lay scattered everywhere.
The Logistics Team began cleaning up with the citizens.
Every member of the combat squads was exhausted, and they all went home to catch up on sleep.
They had successfully defended their home.
Fewer than two hundred ordinary citizens had died throughout the base, which was already a low toll. The combat squads had suffered zero deaths and over a thousand serious injuries, but fortunately, none were life-threatening.
In the apocalypse, an ability user could be saved as long as they still had a breath left.
Their vitality was incredibly tenacious.
New humans also had much longer lifespans than ordinary people.
The stronger they were, the longer they lived.
When the little zombie woke up, she opened her eyes to a ceiling that was both familiar and unfamiliar.
She could hear people moving around and talking in the living room.
"Do you think the Little Class Monitor will be overwhelmed by the surprise? It'll definitely give her a shock, hehe."
"Enough chatter. Get to work."
There was a soft rustling.
But more importantly, something glittering suddenly caught her attention!
Xu Duoduo turned her head. Little Zombie sprang upright in a kip-up, flopped into a sitting position on the bed, and stared blankly...
Mutant cores!
Sparkly mutant cores!
Mutant cores piled as high as a little mountain! Even her dulled sense of smell had recovered.
The pale pink mutant cores seemed to give off a fruity fragrance!
The little zombie's eyes went helplessly wide. She felt as though she were dreaming. Sob, sob.
The pile of mutant cores filled