I'm a zombie, what's the point of awakening the yellow-haired system?

Some used ultrasound to detect the location of the trapped people, some used special abilities to reinforce crumbling buildings, and others released healing auras to buy more survival time for the injured.

"Catch my tail!" A snow-white soul beast shouted at the couple trapped in the elevator shaft.

Its long tail was as strong as a steel cable and successfully pulled the two people out of the abyss.

But time was running out and debris kept falling from the ceiling.

A thunder beast with lightning all over its body roared, spread its wings and formed an energy shield to protect the evacuating crowd from danger.

"Dad!" The girl who was taken away by the psychic suddenly saw her buried father.

An earth dragon was using its ability to carefully move the rubble that was pressing on him.

Although seriously injured, my father still has a chance of survival.

The supernatural beasts cooperated with each other tacitly, as if they had formed a life channel.

They sent the survivors out of the dungeon one by one, away from this death trap that was about to collapse.

Zhang Chen was lighting up psychic lamps in the ruins, and the blue light illuminated the devastated ruins.

The psychics began the arduous task of counting the number of people.

"In the West District Shelter, 93 people were found alive, 28 were seriously injured, and 217 people died."

A captain in charge of search and rescue reported sadly.

In his hand was a handful of identification cards collected from the dead, and the metal pieces collided with each other, making a harsh sound.

"Supervisor, East District Commercial Street..." A young psychic's voice trembled, "Only 67 people survived, 41 people were seriously injured, and an entire shopping mall was trapped underneath, about... about 800 people..."

There were bursts of crying coming from the medical area.

A little girl covered in blood sat blankly in the corner, tightly clutching a rag doll in her hand - the last relic left to her by her mother.

"The situation in the central area is the worst," the security director wiped the sweat from his forehead. "The earthquake occurred at a time when the flow of people was at its peak. The initial estimate is that more than 2000 people died..."

Zhang Chen's face became increasingly gloomy. A nurse came running over: "Oh no! Twelve more people in the critically injured area are in a worsening condition and need plasma urgently!"

"In the underground garage area, 146 survivors were found," another report came in, "but there are still about 300 people trapped on the bottom floor, with water up to their chests... The situation is critical."

An old man raised his hand tremblingly: "I...there were a total of 8 people in my family who came here to seek refuge, and now...now I am the only one left..." His voice stopped abruptly, and he fell to his knees, crying silently.

As night fell, the survivors huddled together in makeshift tents.

Many living lives and complete families were torn apart by the ruthless disaster.

In the dim light of early morning, Zhang Chen stood above the ruins, looking at the once prosperous underground city in front of him.

According to preliminary statistics, more than 3000 people were killed in the Central District alone, nearly 900 in the East District, and more than 200 in the West District... This does not include missing persons and seriously injured people who died.

Chapter 638 Migration to Nanling

"Fortunately, a decentralized construction strategy was adopted when the city was first built..." a white-haired architect muttered to himself, "If all the shelters were concentrated together, the death toll would be at least ten times higher..."

The mutants began to organize the survivors to evacuate.

A team of nearly 500 people slowly moved towards the "Xuanbing Refuge" in the north.

The underground city there is built on a hard granite layer, which has the best earthquake resistance.

"The Azure Sea Safe Zone in the east has sent a message," a communicator reported. "The underground city there is structurally intact and can accommodate 2000 refugees."

In the team, an old woman was carrying a little girl on her back.

The child lost his entire family, and the old woman lost her grandson.

In this disaster, they depended on each other and comforted each other's sorrow with their sorrow.

"News came from the 'Valley Shelter' in the southwest," another psychic added, "They have sufficient medical resources and can accept all the seriously injured."

Zhang Chen looked at the long line, and everyone's face was filled with fatigue and grief.

A woman who was eight months pregnant collapsed on the ground. Her husband had been killed in the earthquake and now she had to face the upcoming new life alone.

"The Nanling Security Zone has also sent a support signal," the communication continued, "Their granaries have sufficient reserves to feed 30,000 people for half a year."

"If the construction had not been dispersed this time..." An elderly congressman wiped his tears, "There are nearly 100,000 people living in the central underground city alone. If it all collapsed..."

The team continued to move forward, with the mutant beasts guarding on both sides.

Several children were riding on the backs of docile mutant beasts. They were too young and probably didn't understand that they had become orphans.

A tired team meandered through the wilderness.

The sun was high in the sky, and hunger and fatigue made many people stagger.

Suddenly, a tall psychic named Qiao Na with short silver hair pointed to the distance and said in surprise: "Boss! There is an orchard ahead!"

"Everyone, rest where you are!" Zhang Chen immediately ordered, "Qiao Na, take a few people to check the situation."

Joanna led two supernatural beasts with keen sense of smell to the orchard. Soon they received good news: "It's a wild orchard! There are apples, pears, and a field of wild sweet potatoes!"

The survivors' eyes lit up.

However, Zhang Chen did not ask everyone to take action immediately. Instead, he carefully checked the safety of the fruit before organizing the crowd to pick the fruit in an orderly manner.

"Children and the elderly are given priority!" Zhang Chen said in a deep voice, "Each person gets three fruits first, and the sweet potatoes will be dug later!"

A thin mother took the fruit and quietly gave it to a crying strange child beside her. It was a little girl who had lost her parents and had not eaten for a day.

Joanna used her special ability to easily climb up to a high place and picked bunches of juicy fruits. Her silver hair shone in the sun like a ray of hope. Several special beasts also joined the picking, carefully rolling up the fruits with their tails and handing them to the people on the ground.

"Boss!" Joanna suddenly shouted excitedly, "I found a well next to the orchard! The water is very clear!"

The discovery caused the tired team to cheer.

Zhang Chen immediately arranged for people to fetch water and asked a water-purifying mutant beast to guard the well to ensure the safety of drinking water.

In the rest area, an old doctor was changing the dressing for the wounded.

He had very little medicine left in his medicine box, but he still did his best to help everyone who needed treatment.

"After everyone has rested, we will go dig sweet potatoes." Zhang Chen looked around and said, "We can camp here tonight and set off early tomorrow morning."

As the sun sets, the orchard is filled with the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes. This is the first time the survivors have felt a bit of warmth since the disaster.

The team moved forward slowly on the rugged mountain road.

It’s the season when poisonous insects are rampant, and there’s an unsettling buzz in the air.

"Be careful!" someone suddenly exclaimed.

A bronze snake as thick as an arm sprang out from the cracks in the rock, opened its bloody mouth and pounced on a child. At the critical moment, a soft green light flashed, and the snake froze in mid-air.

It was Luna who took action.

Although this petite healing psychic with long lavender hair looks only in her early twenties, she is the life-saving angel of the entire team.

There was a mysterious light flashing in her ever-gentle green eyes, and even the most vicious poisonous creatures would lose their aggressiveness in front of her.

"This area is the territory of the Insect King," Luna explained softly as she wove a healing circle, "We'd better speed up."

Before she finished her words, a group of fist-sized poisonous centipedes crawled out from the rotten leaves. Luna formed seals with her hands and released an emerald green protective shield that enveloped the nearest group of survivors.

“Protect the elderly and children first!” she shouted, her voice clear and pleasant. “My healing field can dispel small poisons, but it won’t last long.”

An old man was stung by a poisonous scorpion and Luna immediately rushed to his side.

Her palm radiated a warm glow, gently covering the wound.

The poison was quickly decomposed, and the old man's pale face gradually returned to its rosy color.

"Sister Luna is so awesome!" Several little girls looked at her in admiration.

Luna smiled and touched their heads, while releasing a circle of light healing mist to preventively protect the people around her.

"Over there!" Someone pointed at the mountainside, where a group of dark insects were gathering.

Luna frowned slightly, she knew that it was the Insect King summoning his men.

"Everyone, come close to me!" Luna took a deep breath and released her supernatural powers with all her strength.

In an instant, a dazzling green light shot up into the sky, forming a huge healing field.

All poisonous insects retreat in front of this pure energy.

Beside the campfire at night, Luna leaned in Zhang Chen's strong arms, looking at the survivors sitting on the ground in groups of three or four in the distance.

Some were sharing the berries they had picked during the day, while others were teaching the children to identify edible wild vegetables.

"Brother Chen..." Luna looked up, her green eyes reflecting the flickering flames, "In fact, we psychics can directly clear the way, and there is also enough food stored in the space. Why do you let everyone work so hard?"

Zhang Chen gently stroked her soft purple hair and said in a deep voice: "If we take care of everything, they will always rely on us."

He pointed to a group of young people not far away, who were asking a few hunter-like elders for advice on how to identify animal footprints. "Look, they are learning."

"The women over there are learning how to identify medicinal herbs from an old Chinese doctor," Luna followed his gaze, "and some are sharing their experiences in surviving in the wild..."

"That's right," Zhang Chen nodded. "Instead of giving them fish to eat, it's better to teach them how to fish. This disaster has taught us that even the most powerful shelter can collapse overnight."

On the other side of the campfire, an old hunter was demonstrating how to weave a simple container with tree bark. He had a gratified smile on his wrinkled face as he watched the onlookers study seriously.

"Our abilities are indeed powerful," Zhang Chen continued, "but we cannot protect everyone forever. Only by letting them learn the skills to survive independently can they survive future disasters."

Luna nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly smiled: "So that's why you restricted the ability users from taking action today, and let the survivors find a way to solve the problem themselves?"

"Yes," Zhang Chen put his arm around her shoulders. "Look, in just a few days, they have learned a lot. Identifying poisons, finding water sources, distinguishing food ingredients... These are skills that will be useful for a lifetime."

As the night deepened, the crowd around the bonfire was still lively.

Some people are sharing today’s gains, while others are planning tomorrow’s trip.

These underground city residents, who once lived a life of luxury, are now rediscovering the world and learning how to survive in this disaster.

Chapter 639 Prejudgment

Late at night, Zhang Chen suddenly sensed a terrifying wave coming from afar. A suffocating dark aura was spreading rapidly.

"I'll be back soon." Zhang Chen kissed Luna's forehead and jumped onto the back of a silver-white dragon girl with a charming figure. This was his personal bodyguard, who usually transformed into a human form and revealed his true form during battle.

The dragon girl's silver scales shone brightly, and she instantly soared into the air. In the distant sky, a dark demonic cloud was twisting wildly, and a creepy scream came from it.

"Oh no! It's the Demon Clan!" Zhang Chen's face was solemn.

These terrifying creatures from the abyss specifically launch raids when defenses are weakest after an earthquake.

Above the underground city No. 117, a guardian god dressed in white is fighting hard.

Her silver hair fluttered, and she held a colorful sword in her hand. Every sword strike could split a large area of ​​demonic cloud.

However, more demons are pouring out from the cracks.

"Qing'er!" Zhang Chen recognized this guardian angel. She was one of the most powerful guardians in this area.

Qing'er was seen bathed in holy light, rushing into the group of demons again and again, but her breath was rapidly weakening.

"Zhang Chen! Quickly escort the civilians to evacuate!" Qing'er shouted while panting, "I...I can hold on for a while longer!" Her white clothes had been stained with blood, but her eyes were still firm.

The dragon girl swooped down carrying Zhang Chen, killing more than a dozen demons who tried to break through the defense line along the way.

On the ground, the survivors were evacuating in an orderly manner. Thanks to Qing'er's desperate efforts, most of the civilians were safely transferred.

"Sister Qing'er!" a little girl suddenly screamed.

Qing'er was hit by the sharp claws of a giant demon, the magic sword fell out of her hand, and her white clothes were stained with blood.

At the critical moment, Zhang Chen summoned a golden light and blasted the demon into pieces. The dragon girl leaned over to catch Qing'er who was falling. She was seriously injured and unconscious, but there was still a relieved smile on her face.

"Underground City No. 117, the survivors have been evacuated!" A report came from the ground. Qing'er's sacrifice saved the lives of most civilians. That night, another underground city became a ruin, but at least... people were still alive.

"Everyone, evacuate the underground city immediately!" Zhang Chen's order was broadcast to every corner. However, many people looked puzzled, and some even questioned it on the spot.

"What are you doing?" a middle-aged woman complained. "The underground city is so safe. Why do we have to move to the temporary tent on the ground and suffer?"

"That's right!" someone echoed, "We just repaired this place after the last earthquake, and now we have to give it up again?"

A white-haired old man did not even leave his room: "This is the home I built with my own hands. I have devoted half my life to it..." He stroked the wall with tears in his eyes, "You guys go away, I'm not going anywhere!"

Zhang Chen suppressed his anger and continued to organize the evacuation.

Luna and other people with special abilities split up and helped the old, weak and sick to pack up their necessities.

The Dragon Girl hovered in the sky, monitoring every abnormality in the dungeon.