Freeze the entire population, activate my Superman system?

On the morning of the 15th day of the countdown to the lifting of the safe zone,

The square in the central garden was packed with people.

At the request of the management office, everyone in the community who was able to move around attended.

Guo Yueshan walked onto the stage, holding a megaphone.

"Last night, we received some sad news about the military."

He told everything.

The truth is that the Nantianmen Ground Operations Command Center, like Longmaofu, was also a part of this apocalypse.

Their situation was even worse than that of Longmao Prefecture.

The safe zone was breached prematurely, and waves of monsters rushed in.

"They can't hold out."

Guo Yueshan's voice was hoarse, like sandpaper being rubbed.

"So Commander Gu made a decision. He took the lead in embedding the crystal from the mutated creature into his own heart."

He recounted the failed breakout, the sacrifice of the entire combat guard platoon, and the story of a young soldier named Lu Ci.

"That young man named Lu Ci is probably younger than many of the young people here this year."

To carry out his orders, he transmitted the complete intelligence to us, sacrificing himself rather than hiding and clinging to life.

The square was deathly silent.

Guo Yueshan's story was very moving, and most people's eyes welled up with tears.

"Gu Linzhou, Tian Youfu, Lu Ci, and all officers and soldiers of the Nantianmen Ground Combat Command."

"We will build a memorial for them, which will be erected in the central garden of our community."

No matter how much time passes, no one should forget.

They are lovely and respectable!

People in the central garden started clapping, and then it joined in.

"Next, we will start allocating achievement points, resources, and personnel. There are only two weeks left, so we need to prepare for all the difficulties we may encounter as soon as possible."

After getting everyone in line, Guo Yueshan began allocating achievement points to the various lords and mobilized all the idle personnel.

Shen Yuan organized the lords to re-register the configuration of the buildings.

Young and middle-aged men and women gathered under the iron wall, waiting for the defense force to be reorganized.

Office workers, especially those in administrative positions, have the least opportunity to showcase their abilities.

They walked in twos and threes toward the botanical gardens of the various lords, to help the elderly with farming experience.

That evening, Ling Shuang came to the artificial lake once again.

Zhang Mu and Jiang Xiaobei stood behind him, as did Wang Can and Liu Yun.

Liu Yun was holding a package wrapped in oil paper, inside which was a steamer of freshly steamed white buns, filled with meat, still steaming hot.

"Sister Yun, it's minus fifty or sixty degrees outside. Steamed buns will freeze into bricks as soon as you step outside." Ling Shuang looked at the package, her tone carrying a helpless smile.

Liu Yun stuffed the package into the waterproof bag in Ling Shuang's hand, and then carefully checked the waterproof bag of the walkie-talkie and the straps of the positioning transmitter.

"These slices of steamed bread can be eaten after being toasted; food from outside isn't clean."

"Sister-in-law, you're being unfair. Why don't I get a roujiamo (Chinese hamburger)?" Zhang Mu muttered from the side, only to be glared at fiercely by Liu Yun.

"Get out of the safe zone right now, or your sister-in-law will make you eat until you throw up!"

Looking at the noisy group, Ling Shuang felt a warm current flow through her heart.

He punched Zhang Mu and Wang Can in the chest once each, then turned and walked towards the water.

The dark gray Night Demon scales spread upwards from the ankles, covering the legs, torso, arms, and finally the face.

He then disappeared into the artificial lake.

As he leaped out of the ice floe of the underground river, a biting wind of minus fifty degrees Celsius, carrying snowflakes, rushed towards him.

After confirming that there were no living beings around, Ling Shuang, in her Night Demon form, used all four limbs to move quickly toward the ghoul camp, leaving a dark gray afterimage on the snow.

Having fully integrated the powers of the Night Demon and the Ghoul, his strength and speed were now almost at the level of a first-tier mature form.

The mine is located in a depression in a low ice hill and is one of the earliest fire crystal veins mined in the ghoul camp.

A simple animal hide canopy was erected above the tunnel, and abandoned bone pickaxes and broken fire crystal fragments were scattered all around. Beetle-bearers began to gather in twos and threes.

Ling Shuang saw Heto from afar.

The round, chubby ghoul was squatting on a large rock next to the mine, idly picking at the bits of jerky stuck between its teeth with a bone knife.

Mining operations in the pit have almost completely come to a standstill, and several ghoul transport team members are dozing off, leaning against their pack animals.

Ling Shuang slid down from the top of the ice ridge and switched back to her ghoul mimicry form.

He deliberately made his gait languid and unsteady as he walked toward the mine.

Herto looked up and saw him, a carefree smile spreading across his round face.

"Brother Zhangmu! Where have you been wandering around all day?"

Ling Shuang squatted down next to Heto and squeezed out a muffled, guttural sound.

"I'm exhausted. I found a sheltered spot and slept all day." He gestured with his chin towards the mine pit. "Didn't find anything today? No need to transport it back."

"Dig my ass." Herto spat out a mouthful of minced meat. "This lousy pit was emptied out half a month ago, and all that's left is scraps."

The camp was pressuring them, so Commander Ying ordered the second team to continue digging here, while the first team went to explore new pits in the northwest. But who the hell wanted to put in the effort?

He lowered his voice, making gurgling complaints in his throat.

"Anyway, I've already fulfilled this month's quota. What's the point of digging out more if I can't give birth to a baby?"

Just then, a burly figure crawled out of the tunnel and kicked aside the ghoul blocking his way. It was Kuro, the vice commander of the second team.

He was a senior figure with a bad temper, and even Ying was reluctant to directly manage him.

He was a whole size larger than a normal ghoul, his shoulders were almost as wide as two Hetos, and his back was covered with old scars.

Kuro's dark red eyes swept around the mine before stopping when they landed on Heto and Ling Shuang.

"Aren't you on our team? Why are you slacking off here?"

With no new fire crystals being produced, he needed someone to vent his frustrations on.

Remembering Shen Yuan's plan, Ling Shuang ignored He Tuo's signal and stood up with a cold smile.

"Team Three."

"What are Team Three doing in our Team Two's mine?"

"By order of Commander Feng Ying, the mines of Teams Two and Three will be under unified management and will be coordinated and supported by each other." Ling Shuang said slowly with food in her mouth. "Although we can't mine fire crystals, the safety of the mines still needs to be protected."

Right, Vice Commander Kuro?

He deliberately emphasized the word "deputy," which indeed enraged the latter.

"Oriole's orders?" Kuro's face turned ashen. "You, a piece of trash from a lowly transport team, dare to claim you're fit to protect my mine?"

He took a step forward, his massive figure instantly enveloping Ling Shuang in shadow.

Several ghouls around them stood up and surrounded the two men with ill intent.

Herto's expression changed instantly, but he still forced himself to stand in front of Ling Shuang.

"Vice Commander Kuro, my brother is new and doesn't know the rules."

Please don't be angry, we'll go back to camp right away..."

Herto reluctantly spoke up for Ling Shuang.

However, Kuro showed him no mercy and kicked Heto in the chest with such force that Heto was sent flying four or five meters away, crashing into a pile of rubble at the edge of the mine.

Herto clutched his shoulder, wincing in pain, but still desperately tried to signal to Ling Shuang with his eyes.

Don't provoke him, just bear with it.

But to Herto's astonishment, his brother Takeki punched Kuro in the nose!

With a punch landing, he stomped his right foot on the ground, and his whole body slammed into Kuro like a gray-brown cannonball.

Kuro reacted swiftly. He clutched his broken nose, his eyes gleaming with bloodlust.

He suddenly drew the bone knife from his waist and swung it horizontally towards Ling Shuang's waist and abdomen.

As Ling Shuang sprinted, she slightly turned her body, lowered her center of gravity, and raised her left elbow to block Kuro's right wrist holding the sword. At the same time, she threw out her right fist, smashing it towards Kuro's chest.

boom!

A muffled thud exploded in the mine, like two giant rocks colliding.

Kuro was struck squarely in the chest, his massive body sliding back half a step, but instead he grinned, revealing a sinister smile.

"Unexpectedly, there is also a first-tier mature being in the transport team."

After regaining his footing, Kuro swung his sword backhand and slashed at Ling Shuang's neck.

Ling Shuang did not dodge, but raised her hand and used her ghoul-mimicked arm bone to take the hit head-on.

With a loud clang, the bone knife collided with the ossified arm, sending up a cloud of dark green sparks.

Kuro's bone knife cleaved half an inch into Ling Shuang's left forearm, and grayish-green fluid gushed out from the cut and instantly crystallized.

Kuro's eyes widened.

He used all his strength in that strike; an ordinary ghoul would have its entire arm severed if it were hit squarely.

And this guy in front of me only had a minor cut and bled a little?

In that instant when Kuro was distracted, Ling Shuang slammed her right knee into Kuro's abdomen, and with a muffled thud, she grabbed Kuro's neck with her left hand and slammed him to the ground.

Kuro was slammed heavily onto the mine floor, the back of his head breaking through the frozen soil.

Herto slumped in the pile of rubble, his eyes wide, unsure whether to run to the third team to call his boss or stay.

The two groups of ghouls around them stared at each other in horror.

This is Vice Commander Kuro!

The lower-class members of the transport team,

Could you fight him head-on and evenly match him?