Zombie Apocalypse: Don't be afraid, I'm not a good person.

Tuesday, September 31, 2027.

Three o'clock in the morning.

A light drizzle was falling from the sky, and the air was slightly cool.

East of Hanzhou City

Two streets next to the First High School, three figures, two tall and one short, walked cautiously along the wall on one side of the street. Rain hit their bodies, creating a thin film of water.

They moved very slowly, glancing around before each step and checking for any obstacles under their feet, not daring to make a sound.

"Mommy, I'm cold..." A little girl's tiny voice suddenly rang out from the line.

The man in front, who was holding a crowbar, looked around warily upon hearing this before slowly turning around.

My daughter is only six years old. In this dog-eat-dog world, she can be quiet and not cry. She is already very sensible.

No one spoke anymore.

The woman who was covering the rear nodded to the man, put the dagger back in her waistband, squatted down and wiped the raindrops off her daughter's face with her sleeve, making her already muddy face even more covered in mud.

She unzipped her coat, wrapped the child in her arms, and warmed him with her body heat. The man needed to conserve his energy for unexpected situations, and this little bit of warmth could only come from her.

"Two more blocks and we'll be there. Hang in there."

The family of three continued walking in the drizzle. As they approached the intersection, the man suddenly raised his hand to signal them to stop, pressing himself against the wall. The woman immediately hugged the child and pressed herself against him.

Light footsteps came from the intersection, and a dozen figures rushed out of the darkness, running towards the school. They didn't stop when they saw them, their steps hurried.

The man and his wife exchanged a glance, then, without further hesitation, carried their child and rushed to the school.

Along the way, we encountered several more groups of people, some helping elderly people, some leading children, all heading in the same direction.

When they arrived at the school gate, the couple were both stunned.

Dark shadows peeked through the windows of the teaching building, and people thronged the playground. There were no howls of zombies, no stench of decay, only the low murmurs of conversation.

Several volunteers who had spontaneously organized themselves waved at the entrance, signaling them to go inside.

"arrive……"

The couple breathed a sigh of relief, took their daughter's hand, and followed the crowd toward the playground.

It was only a little past three in the morning, and scenes like this were playing out in various districts of Hanzhou City.

Braving the night rain and danger, the survivors rushed to the evacuation point following the address on the flyer.

Some people are lucky enough to reach their destination, while others are unlucky enough to run into mutated zombies or encounter scoundrels who take advantage of their misfortune. Not everyone can walk into the light.

By 7 a.m., the designated evacuation points in Shenhe were already overcrowded.

The refugees sat on the ground, their backpacks under their bottoms. The scene was quiet, and everyone looked at the people around them with a bit of vigilance.

No one knew what time the army would arrive, or even if they would come at all, so they could only wait here early, with their meager belongings, hoping for a slim chance of survival.

While they waited anxiously, at nine o'clock in the morning, Shenhe also woke up from a warm embrace.

Yesterday, he awakened everyone's superpowers. The women whose parents were here were naturally extremely grateful to him. Those were superpowers, the foundation of their livelihood, and they were also good for their health.

For example, Li Yuetong, Jiang Manluo, and Zhao Xinduo.

Anyway, he was pushed around all day yesterday and had a very miserable time. He didn't get a wink of sleep all night.

Of course, his constant running around kept others awake at night.

Today was the day he had planned to go to Hanzhou City, but he wasn't in a hurry to go early. He had planned to go all day today, just in case someone arrived late. If he went early and left early, what would happen to the person who arrived late?

When Shenhe arrived at the school, it was already 10 a.m. Today he didn't need to take a plane, so he just took some soldiers with him. He would pick up a group first, then leave a few soldiers behind and send another group in the evening. That was quite considerate.

Hanzhou No.1 High School

The rain was still falling, a light drizzle that chilled one to the bone.

The survivors sat on the ground with their bags on the ground, and by eleven o'clock, they hadn't seen a single plane, or even a military vehicle.

Is the army... still able to come?

The survivors' gazes shifted between the sky and the area outside the school gates.

"Can you still come? Are you sure you won't be able to wait any longer?"

"It's only eleven o'clock, it might be afternoon."

"Could it be a scam?"

"No...that can't be."

The atmosphere at the scene was somber, with everyone discussing the veracity of the military's rescue efforts.

"What...what is that?!"

Suddenly, a gasp broke the buzzing discussion.

Everyone on the playground turned their heads in unison, following the person's gaze. At that glance, everyone froze, and gradually stood up. Those inside the teaching building also sensed something was wrong and crowded to the windows to look outside.

On the open ground near the gate of the playground, a ball of silver light suddenly rippled out of thin air. Before anyone could react, the light spread out and condensed into a light gate several meters high.

On the other side of the door, a tall, upright man and a line of neatly arranged soldiers appeared in everyone's sight.

The impact was so strong that it made people forget to breathe.

No one had ever seen such a scene before, and no one knew what kind of supernatural power it was, but the crisp camouflage uniforms and the gleaming guns in the soldiers' hands truly put people at ease.

There really was a rescue! They even arrived by following the light!

Shenhe was the first to step out of the portal.

Putting aside his exceptionally handsome appearance and aura, his clean and tidy clothes alone made him seem like someone from another world among the group of disheveled survivors, and no one dared to approach him to speak.

Two hundred heavily armed soldiers followed behind him. As soon as they landed, they quickly dispersed, seizing high ground and blocking the road. Their movements were swift and efficient, clearly those of elite troops.

Shenhe glanced at the scene, raising an eyebrow slightly. There were more people than expected; the playground and teaching building were packed to the brim, with at least several thousand people.

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried steadily through his supernatural abilities, ensuring everyone could hear it clearly.

"Now, line up in five rows and pass through the portal one by one. Once you arrive at the base, you will be registered to identify yourselves."

A buzzing sound erupted from the crowd.

Everyone quickly grabbed their backpacks, clutched their luggage, and stumbled towards this side, then hurriedly formed five rows, their eyes shining with a will to survive.

Seeing that the front ranks were in place and the ranks behind were quickly closing in, the soldiers by the Shenhechong Gate nodded.

The soldier immediately stepped aside, waving to the crowd, "This is a portal, don't be afraid, just walk in!"

The line moved slowly forward, people stepping into the portal one by one with curiosity and trepidation.

Within twenty minutes, all the survivors at the first resettlement site had been transferred.

Shenhe left twenty soldiers to guard the area and continue to receive the rest of the people who were coming, while he led the rest of the men to the next evacuation point.

After visiting four locations, we received nearly 50,000 survivors, and everything went smoothly.

When they arrived at the last point, an accident occurred.