The people and zombies around were all bustling about, burying Jiang Chentong’s body under a bridge tunnel, with a very conspicuous grave mound beneath. As a tombstone, a piece of cent rock had been violently torn off by force. This tombstone was one that Ah Fu and the others had ticulously selected after much deliberation from the less damaged pieces of cent.
After all, they had no tools and could only use their bare hands to make a tombstone for Jiang Chentong. But how could a tombstone made by hand, torn from the bridge above, be as intact as one made by a professional?
However, it was sufficient for now. The weakest of the people and zombies present were Level 6, which ant they possessed enough strength to firmly secure the tombstone into the ground.
The tombstone was large, and its irregular, uneven edges continuously emphasized just how humble Jiang Chentong’s grave was. But they had no choice in the matter. Along with Jiang Chentong’s na, soone quickly carved a sentence onto the stone; with tears at the corners of his eyes, Yan Jie used a steel rod to inscribe:
One day, we who bid farewell to each other will et again at the other end of ti.
The end of winter, the accumulation of smiles-like snow allowed the small river in front of them to surge, becoming tumultuous. In Huang Quanjiu’s mory, the first ti he ca here, the water in the river was nearly dried up to the point of thirst. The mud had zombie corpses and mutated aquatic creatures in an advanced state of decay, struggling ceaselessly. And now, the river’s water level had risen sharply, rushing forward, making a "whooshing" sound, like an army’s roar to boost morale before battle but also like a loud sob from the dead, lanting their regrets in life.
The crowd fell silent for a while, just looking at the tomb, each filled with their own thoughts.
So glanced at Tang Ye, seeing that he had no reaction, nor did they ask what to do next.
However, this did not last long. Soon, Tang Ye seed to have worked sothing out. He closed his eyes, clearing so of the emotion within them, and then asked Xu Haishui, "Old Xu, what is the situation in the United District right now?"
Upon hearing Tang Ye’s question, the people and zombies regained a glimr of hope in their eyes. They had been waiting for Tang Ye’s words. Of course, they weren’t just waiting for him to speak; any determination of their next path would suffice. And here, the only one who could make such a decision was Tang Ye.
Nowadays, no one wanted to stay here any longer. During this ti, nobody knew how many had died, and in the haze overhead, nearly a million souls lingered.
If Jiang Chentong had not died, perhaps they would have been full of expectation to embark on the next leg of their journey since the founding mbers of the Peace Party were all here.
When Tang Ye asked, his eyes closed slightly for a mont. He had been hesitating whether to ask because, by now, he already had a good guess of what the United District might look like. But he asked with a thread of hope—what if there were still a chance to save the United District?
In the mont Tang Ye’s words fell, so already had plans in their hearts to rebuild the United District. After all, any venture that starts anew brings a sense of anticipation, a process of witnessing. Of course, that’s excluding so rather frustrating factors.
To re-establish the United District, the first issue to resolve was the radioactive materials lingering in the air following the explosion at Changheng Power Supply. When Ah Fu t with the others, bringing along an unconscious Tang Ye, they had all seen the state of the United District; it was beyond saving.
Due to radiation, the United District was now presumably a scene of a ghost parade, filled with disgusting creatures altered by radiation, not even leaving a living person inside.
"Marshal, do we still need to go back? Now inside there are all kinds of weird creatures, and so vaporized ghosts..." Yan Jie said uncertainly, and just hearing the word "vaporized" from his mouth let everyone and the zombies know just how bad the situation in the United District had beco.
But Yan Jie had not finished speaking when Xu Haishui interrupted and explained the general situation of the United District. It was more or less the sa, but Xu went into more detail. Now in the United District, aside from the various monsters created by radioactive substances, there were also the environnts where many plants had sprung up. Near the old site of the rcenary Guild, so enormous mushrooms grew, purple all over with mysterious purple spots, and there were so underground evolved plants that had beco tentacled monsters erging from various corners of the United District, their main bodies covering much of the Central District’s jurisdiction.
However, these places were all near Changheng Power Supply, and as for more distant areas, it was unknown whether the situation was as severe.
Tang Ye exhaled, realizing the United District was truly beyond saving.
He remained silent for a while, contemplating the next step. Seeing him sink into silence, others held a trace of disappointnt in their eyes but said nothing, only waiting for Tang Ye’s arrangent, hoping their Marshal (Chairman) would give up on the idea of rebuilding the United District as they did not wish to return to that place.
Without society, many joys of life go unwitnessed, unable to be shared with others.
Of course, Tang Ye knew their thoughts. Like them, Tang Ye no longer wished to return to the United District either. Li Henian was himself. His sadness planted deep within his heart. To him, the United District beca a land of ill on, filled with oppressive mories. Seeing it would only bring endless sorrow, so how could he wish to return to the United District—just as so people would feel repulsed by the mory of seeing their relatives die in the place where they had long lived, leading them to choose avoidance.
Not to confront, lest objects spur mories of loved ones.
In the silence, Tang Ye silently communicated a few things, but the mayor of Gujin Base had yet to realize that there was already no connection with the United District. He was rely concerned about what exactly happened today.
As Tang Ye entered a silent state, everyone else followed suit in silence, not speaking to one another until they felt a strong tremor pass through the ground. That was when they noticed Tang Ye had stood up.
"We... It’s ti to go."
Tang Ye’s mouth opened slightly, uttering those few simple words. Turning his head, his gaze fell in the direction of Longyang City. The perception that a Level 9 zombie possessed told Tang Ye that the United District was in that direction. The others stood one by one, directing their gaze towards where Tang Ye looked. Indeed, it was toward the United District.
The continuous vibrations emanating from the ground whispered to them of what was to co.
"Farewell, United District."
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