Chapter 653 - 542: The Mighty Migration

"If we are to accommodate all the survivors, then the defense system of Celestial Horse Island urgently needs strengthening."

Yuwen did not question Zhang Su’s decision, as this matter had been brought up before, but the issues at hand couldn’t be ignored.

Zhang Su nodded and said, "Old Yu is right, but I believe in the power of numbers. The defense system will soon catch up. For instance, we can use the Chuhai River as a moat to build fortifications; zombies from the south won’t get past it!"

!!??

Everyone living in Qin City has heard of the Chuhai River. Apart from Tang River that flows through downtown, the Chuhai River is the most famous. In the memories of the older generation of Qin City, the Chuhai River used to have swift currents, but it’s not what it used to be today.

Everyone exchanged looks, their skin twitching. Such a grand plan, presented suddenly without any prior hint, wasn’t it just a spur-of-the-moment idea?

"Don’t just stand there looking at me, keep moving things, quick!"

Zhang Su urged, prompting the dazed people to get moving. He joined the busy crowd, lifting a box, while saying to the person beside him, "Remember the last time we lured the zombies to North Second Ring Road?"

Zhao Dezhu and Lu Yubo nodded in unison. They were part of that operation, along with Qi Xiaoshuai who was currently keeping watch at the wholesale mall.

"Back then, a large group of zombies fell into the river, and that’s when I thought of it. But it was still very vague—merely a nascent idea. On this trip, I thought about it in detail. The Chuhai River is as deep as a three or four-story building, isn’t it a natural barrier? With proper utilization, it can completely block the zombie hordes. Even the powerful zombies we face now...

Even such powerful zombies might be difficult to block, but if we add some of our defensive methods, wouldn’t that solve the problem?"

Hmm.

Zhang Su placed a heavy firearms transit box into the car trunk and continued, "West Camp Village is a ready place to house people. Building defensive structures doesn’t require constant travel between Celestial Horse Island and Chuhai River; this project demands a lot of manpower. Initially, we planned to wait for warmer weather to research, but given how things stand now, time waits for no one, so the plan has to be moved forward!"

Zhang Su slowly refined the plan in his mind. The initial idea was to announce it externally once the procedures were more complete, but since an emergency has occurred, moving forward a bit won’t hurt.

After hearing Zhang Su’s words, most people around him displayed contemplative expressions. Some nodded in admiration, while others were utterly confused.

Also a survivor of the apocalypse, the ordinary members were wholeheartedly focused on survival. Frankly, managing their daily life efficiently was already quite challenging. Combatants needed robust physiques to accurately execute commands when received.

Leaders were different; living well only occupied a small portion of their energy, with most brainpower dedicated to the collective’s development. Bearing a significant responsibility, this moment deeply made everyone aware of the challenges of being a leader.

Switching to themselves, thinking of what to eat tomorrow was manageable, but contemplating how to repel a zombie onslaught was far beyond them...

Ten minutes later, over a hundred people gathered at the camp gate. There were more than forty vehicles of all sizes on the road, stretching hundreds of meters, led by a light tank, impressively compared to the vehicles behind.

Li Zongkai looked at the camp gates he personally helped rebuild. His thoughts surged, vivid memories appearing—how many comrades had sacrificed and gone.

Gangzi stood at the camp gate, wiping tears from his red eyes. Among those reluctant to leave, he would rank among the top three. Living in the camp for more than two years, he didn’t expect to leave in this manner.

Wu Daqiang’s mouth drooped, not expressing the reluctance on his face like Gangzi did, but his eyes revealed deep unwillingness.

The other Civilization Guardian members were also somewhat distressed. The camp was the first stop of stable living in the post-apocalypse for everyone. Parting was always sad, especially with the dark sky deepening the somber mood.

The joy and sorrow of people do not connect. While Li Zongkai and others felt melancholic looking at the camp that once sheltered them, on the other side, Zhao Dezhu and Lu Yubo were joyfully studying their newly acquired sidecar, not minding the cold, arguing over who would drive...

"Folks, moving is a choice for life, staying is a choice for death. Today’s departure is to open up a more stable future. Plant the seed of nostalgia in your heart and take it to the new haven, where it will inevitably grow roots and bloom into more splendid flowers!"

Yuwen spoke to comfort everyone’s emotions, while offering a delicious pie.

This task should have been Zhang Su’s, but he was at the watch post looking northeast, not needing binoculars. With his Super Vision, he could already see the hordes of zombies slowly approaching.

The overall speed of the horde had gradually slowed, but it could still match an ordinary adult walking pace. If no external force intervened, breaking into the city was just a matter of time.

The exact number was hard to judge due to limited visibility. Many areas were obscured, but a rough estimate suggested no less than a hundred thousand.

Zhang Su looked at the zombie horde with a heavy face. The tall ones were bulky mutated zombies, while the short ones were regular zombies. As for the mutated zombies, even his Super Vision couldn’t clearly identify them, especially with time so pressing!

"Hey..."

Zhang Su jumped from the watch post over the wall, landing softly on the ground with a graceful forward roll dissipating the force, standing up and waving his hand: "Everyone, move out! Next stop: Lego Mall!"