Chapter 655 - 542: The Majestic Relocation

"Idiot..."

However, that light insult was like turning off a spotlight, leaving him powerless to retort.

Wu Baokang walked to the side, glanced at Zhang Xin, who stood upright, and then pointed to Lego Mall, saying, "Brother Su, all the supplies are loaded, and we still have over ten trucks empty. Do you think we should take some of the zombie corpses? There are quite a few!"

Upon hearing Wu Baokang’s words, Zhang Xin’s face twitched continuously. Why hadn’t he thought of such a practical issue? It was probably because he was too focused on ostentatious glory, forgetting the truly useful matters. He inwardly criticized Wu Baokang for being inconsiderate, surely he had thought of it long ago but didn’t share!

Yesterday’s grueling battle killed over a thousand zombies, piling up next to the building like small mountains. Calling them corpses, they were hardly different from piles of coal.

"Of course, we need to take them. This is a great suggestion. However many trucks we have, appoint that many drivers and load them up fiercely. These corpses are top-grade fuel, they must all be hauled away!"

Zhang Su did not relax his vigilance just because there were tens of thousands of zombie corpses lying under Celestial Horse Island Mountain. There’s no such thing as "enough" when it comes to energy!

After four months of apocalypse baptism, people’s attitudes towards zombie corpses fundamentally changed. From initial disgust and fear, gradually to numbness, and now even to friendliness because zombie corpses have great utility!

With many hands, the remaining vehicles were not only stuffed full of corpses, but the rooftops were also bound densely with bodies...

The typical load capacity of regular vehicles is four to five hundred kilograms, but at times like these, no one cares about the load limits displayed on the car doors. As long as the tires don’t burst, they keep piling them up!

If they can’t stack twenty bodies, it’s considered unacceptable and needs rearranging!

Stacking thirty bodies is just entry-level!

Stacking forty bodies is up to standard!

Yet even so, they only managed to take about five hundred bodies, leaving more than half behind.

How could Zhang Su waste resources so extravagantly? Every vehicle on the road, one by one, came to claim them!

Thus, the remaining six to seven hundred zombie corpses were quickly cleaned up, and in the end, the more than a thousand zombie corpses ended up with none left. The entire convoy’s appearance became strange, with grayish-blue corpses lying on the roofs of each vehicle.

In the past, people might have thought it was a grand Halloween convoy parade.

"Everyone!"

After the busy work, Zhang Su quickly climbed up and stood steadily on a streetlamp cover, exuding an air reminiscent of ancient martial arts masters, visible to all.

"I know it’s been a long time since everyone felt such excitement, and I guess there are a ton of things you’d like to chat about. But the horde is coming, we must relocate first. Once we reach Celestial Horse Island, everyone can get to know each other in life, work, and missions. For now, gather your emotions and set off!"

Moving a convoy of over five hundred people, even globally, this reflected quite a spectacular feat. Some small population countries had survivor numbers down to triple digits!

Although everyone acknowledged Zhang Su’s leadership, they had worked together too little. Such large-scale action involved Liu Yao, Yang Xinqi, and even Wu Baokang and Zhang Xin in the management. Li Zongkai, despite being relieved of duty, wasn’t idle and busied himself with arrangements.

Unlike the Civilization Guardian leaving the camp in melancholy, most faces of the former Survivor Alliance bore smiles. During Liao Youzhi’s tenure, too many unpleasant things happened, and while departing, they left those unhappy memories behind in the mall, buried under dust.

"I never expected that after a trip out, I’d return with over five hundred survivors. It’s truly overwhelming!"

Standing by the roadside, Yuwen watched the jam-packed cars go by, his heart full of mixed emotions.

Part of the Yama Corps, along with Zhang Su included, chose to stay behind to bring up the rear.

As each car passed by Zhang Su, regardless of sincerity or social duty, people waved and greeted King Yama with cheerful faces.

Zhang Su smiled and nodded in response. Upon hearing Yuwen’s words, he chuckled, saying, "We’ve taken a big step towards our initial plan, and from now on, the burden on your shoulders will only get heavier!"

"I’ll put effort into internal affairs, but as for external issues... it still requires King Yama’s personal involvement."

Yuwen straightened his back, having realized his shortcomings after yesterday afternoon’s life-and-death moment.

If conditions permit, one should improve and patch up their weaknesses. But if conditions are limited, focusing on one’s strengths isn’t such a bad thing.