The bonfire crackled inside the police station, and under the illumination of the firelight, the originally solemn and somber police station now appeared incredibly eerie and terrifying.

At this moment, under these flames, one could see blood and grease everywhere around, the very places where the survivors had dismembered the bodies.

As for the bed where Zhao Lin originally lay, there was only a pool of blood left along with cut ropes and clothes, along with the remaining corpses and bones by the bonfire.

After eating and drinking their fill, these survivors, who had now turned into cannibals, all fell into a deep sleep.

The last survivor, who had walked up to Zhao Lin and stabbed the dagger into Zhao Lin's body, slowly sat up from the bed at this moment.

His body was trembling non-stop, tears and snot continuously streaming down.

This young man surveyed the room's occupants and saw that none were awake before cautiously approaching the bonfire.

He picked up a piece of clothing and wrapped all of Zhao Lin's bones together, then cautiously left the room.

Holding Zhao Lin's remains, he made his way to a greenbelt area within the police station's courtyard, dug a pit with his hands, and buried Zhao Lin's bones there.

Looking at Zhao Lin's remains, his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"I'm sorry, Officer Zhao, don't blame me, if you must, blame them, they are a bunch of demons!"

His body continued to shake as he spoke.

"Officer Liu and the others were all killed in their sleep one after another because they refused to go along with these guys."

"I... I was forced, if I didn't eat, they would have eaten me too!"

"I had no choice, I had no choice! I'm just trying to survive!"

This young man felt a twinge of guilt for Zhao Lin, and he sobbed continuously for a while.

After speaking, perhaps out of guilt or perhaps out of fear, he knelt down and kowtowed several times to Zhao Lin's remains.

...

At the entrance of the Sunshine District, over a hundred figures had gathered.

Each of these figures wore fully enclosed motorcycle helmets, holding either a baseball bat, a fire axe, or even a kitchen knife or rebar.

If someone unaware of the situation saw this, they might think it was a scene from a sequel of a gangster movie.

In fact, these were all Corpse Puppets controlled by Lu Chuan.

After breaking through to the third stage, Lu Chuan could control as many as a hundred ordinary Corpse Puppets.

Over this period of accumulation, Lu Chuan's Corpse Puppet team had grown into a small-scale zombie horde.

Although these were ordinary zombies, the shock of so many zombies gathered together was not insignificant.

At the entrance of Building No. 5 in the Sunshine District, Lu Chuan walked out from the building holding Ji Ruxue, who was wearing a princess dress.

Looking at the familiar surroundings of the district, Lu Chuan couldn't help but feel a little sentimental.

Since arriving in this post-apocalyptic world, he initially lived a muddle-headed life alone in a shop, subsisting on frozen meat in a human-ghost existence.

It wasn't until he met Little Qiqi that he finally found a new goal and hope in life.

This Sunshine District was the new home for the two of them, and it was living on the seventh floor that inspired the name Qiqi for the little one.

There were many memories of the two here during this time.

Lu Chuan hadn't realized that, unknowingly, he and Little Qi had been living in the Sunshine District for such a long time.

In the Sunshine District, he evolved from an ordinary zombie into an Evolved Zombie, advancing step by step.

With the powerful strength he now possessed, Lu Chuan couldn't help but marvel at how fast time flies.

The first time they met, Little Qiqi could only lie in the crib unable to move; now, the little one could read, write, and had no problem walking or talking.

Although the Sunshine District in front of him was an old community and appeared even more desolate after the apocalypse, Lu Chuan still felt deeply reluctant.

Because this was the first home he and Little Qiqi had in this world.

Looking down at Little Qiqi's bright smile and gleaming eyes, a smile curved on Lu Chuan's lips.

Then he controlled the Corpse Puppets to move various supplies from Building No. 5 to the big truck at the entrance of the district.

Ji Ruxue stood by watching these zombies move the supplies around the community like ants, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Daddy really moved all the nearby supplies, filling an entire building!"

Lu Chuan had arrived with five large trucks days in advance to transport these supplies.

He had collected supplies from an entire building and filled all five trucks.

Seeing these ample supplies, Lu Chuan felt satisfied and got in the last truck with Ji Ruxue.

After breaking through to the third stage, Lu Chuan's Spiritual Power had seen a leap compared to before.

For others, multitasking might be extremely difficult, but Lu Chuan, having always tried to control various Corpse Puppets simultaneously, found multitasking a piece of cake.

Lu Chuan sat in the last truck, simultaneously controlling five Corpse Puppets at the wheel, driving each one towards Qingshui Farm on the outskirts.

Seeing her father in such a powerful scene, Ji Ruxue couldn't help but gasp in amazement.

"I really can't believe that, unknowingly, Dad's strength has grown to this level!"

Simultaneously controlling five Corpse Puppets to drive and transport supplies was probably something only a Corpse King retaining human consciousness like Dad could accomplish.

Ji Ruxue smiled slightly, feeling a warm surge pass through her heart.

The supplies Dad was transporting were all exclusively for her.

They were either various human foods or baby products, which zombies didn't need at all.

Ji Ruxue understood that this was because Dad was worried there wouldn't be enough supplies for her growth after reaching Qingshui Farm.

Looking up at Lu Chuan, Ji Ruxue's watery eyes were filled with emotion.

Besides these five speeding trucks, Lu Chuan's zombie army was relentlessly following behind the vehicles.

Sitting in the truck, Lu Chuan looked at the rapidly retreating scenery around him and the closely following zombie army in the rearview mirror, feeling an overwhelming sense of grandeur.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I now have the demeanor of an ancient emperor on a parade!"

"No wonder those with great ambitions in ancient times wanted to build an empire of their own; this feeling is truly extraordinary!"

The apocalypse had only begun a little over two months, yet he already commanded such a zombie army.

Lu Chuan couldn't help but fantasize that as his power continued to grow, the number of zombies following him would also increase, and by then, the scale of his zombie horde would be even more massive!

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