Industrial Cthulhu doesn't believe in the end times.

Chapter 109 Man Yu Frequently Looks Up

Yanshan Block, Yanshan Hub Base.

The area under the jurisdiction of this base was once the central hub of this country, with a large population and considerable pressure, but also a fairly strong military force. Although it has inevitably experienced many twists and turns, overall, everything is going smoothly, and it is even able to send reinforcements to the surrounding areas.

The situation inside the command hall was exactly the same as at the Taimon base. The only difference was that the members here were generally of a higher rank.

For example, the current commander of the Yanshan Corps, who is the highest-ranking commander of the base, is not the highest-ranking officer. Standing here with him is Feng Zhengze, the former chief secretary before the Great Cataclysm.

The elderly man looked somewhat haggard, but his back was still ramrod straight. His name had not appeared on Su Xun's list of survivors before. His survival of the cataclysm was a fortunate thing, both for him personally and for the organization's work.

With communication difficulties nowadays, the work of the General Secretariat, which used to oversee national affairs, has almost come to a standstill, forcing him to focus more on the immediate problems.

He put down a document, and his furrowed brows relaxed slightly.

All the cities under the base have weathered this round of zombie crisis, killing and eliminating several zombie lords, which can be considered to have opened up the situation.

Although the appearance of a genuine zombie king was completely beyond their expectations, that being... at least had been severely damaged and driven away by them.

"Will the reconnaissance team be able to find any trace of it?"

"The last clue appeared in the Changlu area, and nothing was found further south."

This was expected. The Zombie King was the rarest and most powerful individual in the zombie horde, and its strength was a level above that of ordinary zombie lords.

These beings possessed intelligence from their very inception. After killing many zombie lords with long-range artillery fire from the base, that one had already learned to conceal itself.

Staring intently at the map, the traces left by the zombie king gradually intertwined into an arrow, pointing south of the Yanshan block, which is the direction of the Taimeng block.

"Unfortunately... we can't get in touch with the Taimon base. Hopefully, our pursuit force can reach the people there before it causes any damage."

The commander beside him lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice, "...There should be no need to worry too much. We have done everything we can. Moreover, Licheng is a military stronghold, and the Taimeng base has made many preparations beforehand. It should be more than enough to deal with any emergencies."

"Failure to kill it is already a dereliction of duty on our part." Feng Zhengze's expression was one of indescribable complexity.

But what they said is indeed true. They have done what they could, and we should trust our comrades on the other side for the rest.

By now, at least the immediate crisis facing them has been largely resolved. For the people here, this is a relatively ordinary day after the cataclysm. Rescue operations in various regions are beginning to come to an end, and the construction of safe zones is progressing steadily.

Although the two secret realms that had just emerged in this area appeared much earlier than expected, catching everyone off guard, they were not large in scale and did not appear in key locations, so they did not cause too much damage.

In fact, the locations of each base and shelter were chosen to avoid some of the secret realm locations in Su Xun's memory as much as possible. Unless there is an abnormal expansion, they will not overlap with the locations of the shelters.

"Have we not found a sufficient number of spirit energy crystals yet?"

"No, Comrade Xu Zhao led the team to search in the secret realm for four days and only found three third-tier mutants. Commander Su's prediction of the time when the secret realm would rise was inaccurate, but his overall assessment of its strength was quite accurate. We should consider obtaining crystals from the zombies more."

"The zombie eradication work will proceed as planned. In the face of zombies, as long as we fight steadily and surely, time is on our side."

After saying this, Feng Zhengze turned to look at the commander. Although the other party's words were calm, after years of training in the central command, he could still sense a hint of awkwardness in his tone.

"Comrade Su's rebirth has brought tremendous changes to the world. It is normal for the situation to deviate as a result. More changes will inevitably occur in the future. First, you should not treat his predictions as immutable truths, and second, you should not shift the blame onto him when his predictions turn out to be wrong."

"Secretary-General, that's not what I meant."

Feng Zheng shook his head and said, "I know that your son's sacrifice in the secret realm has been a great blow to you, but I think that even if he had to do it all over again, he would still do the same thing. It was his commitment as a soldier, and you should be proud of him."

"You are not the only one who lost a son. At least his death was not meaningless. He fulfilled the beliefs he always upheld, which is an extremely honorable thing for a soldier."

“If you were just an ordinary father, you could certainly feel sad and angry about this, but you are now in this position, bearing the expectations of the motherland and the people, and you have no room to bring your emotions into your work.”

"I understand." The commander beside him lowered his head and let out a long breath: "It was my attitude that was the problem, I apologize."

"If you're really feeling unwell... I'll grant you leave tonight, and you can spend some time at the cemetery?" "No need, I'll get over it."

Feng Zheng nodded slightly, and the two did not continue the topic. After a while, a communications officer came over and brought some rather surprising news.

"Reporting to the Secretary-General and Commander, we have just received news from the Linyu shelter that our liaison officer sent to the Longgang area has safely returned to Linyu."

"Currently, everything is normal in the Longgang area. There has been no large-scale loss of life after the catastrophe, and the population survival rate is within the normal range. All cities have established safe zones and have survived the first wave of zombies."

"More information is still being compiled and recorded, and key documents will be escorted to the base by personnel arranged from Linyu."

Feng Zhengze exchanged a glance with the commander beside him, both quite excited.

In fact, they all knew that Longgang was a powerful military stronghold and, as a long-established industrial center, although it had experienced the pain of transformation, it still retained a large number of military industries. Unless there were any particularly special circumstances, it was generally more than capable of dealing with crises.

Knowing something is one thing, but actually receiving the message is another.

"Have you made contact with the Xingling area in Longgang?"

"No, although they are actively contacting the other side, at least by the time our liaison officer returned, the two sides had not yet established contact."

Feng Zhengze nodded and sighed, "We can indirectly establish a connection with the Taiyue Block from the Shanggu direction. The Longgang Block has been isolated until now."

“Xingling should be the same,” the commander added. “If that location can’t establish contact with the Longgang area, it’s impossible for it to contact anyone else.”

"We still need to build up the large-scale communication equipment as soon as possible," Feng Zheng said softly. "I wonder if the progress on the Taimeng side will be faster than ours."

Just then, a hurried running sound rang out. Everyone looked in that direction. The staff officer in charge of communications hadn't left yet and immediately recognized that it was a soldier from the communications department. The man was carrying a notebook and heading in their direction, his face beaming with excitement as he ran and shouted.

"Secretary-General! Commander! It's connected! It's connected!"

The hearts of everyone present skipped a beat, and a vague guess suddenly formed in their minds. Their eyes all turned to the soldier, and the communications officer said in a deep voice, "What's going on? Speak slowly."

The soldier had reached them. He was panting heavily, swallowed hard, and managed to calm himself down before saying, "Taimon Base! We received a signal from Taimon Base! Just now!"

Now even everyone else in the command center turned their attention to this, and Feng Zhengze's eyes suddenly brightened. He quickly asked, "Are you sure you received the signal directly? Or was it relayed?"

"We received the signal directly! Commander Qin Chang spoke with us and updated us on the status of other blocks. Detailed information is still being compiled and recorded!"

"Including us, all thirteen production and construction corps across the country have been established, and none of them have experienced large-scale collapses!"

"Good, good! Great!" Even the usually composed Feng Zhengze clenched his fist and waved it in front of him. This was unexpected news, but it was something they had been waiting for for a long time.

Scattered applause rang out in the command hall, but many more people were covering their faces and weeping. How much had happened in just half a month? Looking back now, it truly felt like a lifetime had passed.

Since the cataclysm, most areas have been cut off from communication, making it difficult to send or receive messages.

The pain brought by the disaster has not yet subsided, and millions of compatriots are still hidden in the distant future. How can we not be worried?
The moment the signal was connected, they knew that this country, devastated by disaster, had once again risen up.

...No! She never actually fell!

Feng Zheng was the first to react and ordered, "Quickly, quickly report this news to the lower-level units, and also summarize the detailed situation here for the Taimeng Base!"

"Yes!"

At this very moment, the same situation is constantly unfolding, not only at the Yanshan base, but also in Longgang, Taiyue, Jianghuai, Yunmeng, Lingnan, Bashu, Kunlun, Loulan...

Across the vast land, from north to south, and up and down the long river!
At this moment, the hundreds of millions of survivors who had survived the great catastrophe on this land of the East were firmly connected by this ethereal signal that pierced through millions of miles of time and space. The scattered sparks finally completed another significant reunion!

(End of this chapter)