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Chapter 652 The Zombie Nation in the Apocalypse (30 chapters)
In the end, Xiong Ziwei and the others hurriedly shoveled the remaining food into their bowls and devoured it in a few bites.

"Let's go see what those people can do."

"A rabble, huh!"

"What should I do? My hands are itching to fight. Can we stop fighting zombies and start fighting people instead?"

To be honest, I'd like to too.

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The Snow Wolf Base currently has approximately 2300 ordinary residents.

If all the comrades currently outside can return safely, then the unit will have 392 people.

Ordinary people have also tried to join the military, but very few are able to pass the rigorous tests and training.

After all, there aren't many bugs like Loki.

Without sufficient physical and mental fitness, and without adequate knowledge of weapons and firearms, one cannot go out to carry out missions.

Zombies can actually be seen as a race completely different from humans.

They are vicious, brutal, and insensitive to pain; everything on their bodies becomes a weapon.

Faced with such an inhuman attack, if the soldiers are not properly trained, they could very well become a liability to others.

Therefore, the number of people at the base is steadily increasing, while the number of military personnel is decreasing.

In fact, Yao Weiping, Qiao Zhijie and others had considered the opinions of Mao Tongyi and others.

But they thought further ahead, considering the future of humanity.

They wanted to preserve the flame of revolution and minimize human casualties, so that when they regrouped with other bases in the future, they would have a greater chance of completely eliminating the zombies.

Yao Weiping and the others did not just want to hide in the Snow Wolf Base and live a peaceful life in a secluded corner.

In the face of a global catastrophe, no one can remain unaffected. If the people of the Snow Wolf Base want to live a stable life in the long term, they must cooperate with other humans.

As military personnel, these high-ranking officers consider the long term rather than seeking temporary gains.

They said these words to Mao Yitong and others, but those people ignored them.

These people don't understand, and they don't want to understand.

In the eyes of Mao Zedong and his ilk, if the sky were to fall, there would be tall people to hold it up; Canada was just a small country and could not bear the heavy responsibility of saving the world.

There are so many other large countries, with many large bases with tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people. For small bases like theirs with only a few thousand people, it doesn't matter whether they participate in the mission of saving the world.

It's good enough if you can protect yourself. Why think of yourself as a savior and do things that are beyond your capabilities?
When Mao Yitong first expressed this view, only a handful of people initially agreed with him.

Most of the others were concerned about saving face, but in their hearts they had already agreed more than they could have.

Mao had spent a long time with these people and knew their nature very well.

We're all old foxes, why are you trying to play these ghost stories with me?

He started with the people who were most prone to gossip.

When such voices are heard everywhere in the crowd, people assume that everyone thinks the same way, and thus tear away the veil of pretense.

"The base has stopped providing aid to survivors."

"We need to speak out."

"A normal social structure requires democracy."

"The resolution is in favor of the vote! The vote is passed!"

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The large square, which was originally a place for the public to gather, is now bustling with people, all preparing for the upcoming vote.

Yao Weiping and others did not show up at all.

Military leaders stated a few days ago that they disagreed with the vote and that regardless of the outcome, it would not affect the military's future operations.

Currently, only a few comrades are standing at a distance, guarding against any violent incidents, but they will not interfere with their actions.

These were survivors they had personally hauled back, truckload by truckload; the military wouldn't harm them. "Gentlemen! Quiet down!"

The person standing at the very front was Mao Yitong, the representative of this mob.

He was very short, only about 160 cm tall, wore glasses, and had long hair that reached his shoulders.

He seems to have the air of a bohemian youth who enjoys drinking and singing while life is short.

These kinds of people love to stir up trouble out of thin air.

Mao Zedong must have had a high level of education, excellent oratory skills, and a knack for stirring people's hearts.

"The soldiers refused to come out because they were afraid to confront us directly, because they were guilty!"

Don't be afraid, everyone. Follow the voice of your heart and cast your sacred vote!

You must believe that the power of the masses is great and can overcome swords, guns, and cannons!

For the future of the base, for our brighter tomorrow, democracy is imperative!

"It is imperative!"

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At the very front of the main square, there are several ballot boxes.

Soon, more than two thousand people began to line up to vote.

Yu Muhuai stood at a distance, squinting as he looked in that direction.

Because of the distance, she couldn't hear what they were saying, but she could see their excited behavior.

Without Yao Weiping's orders, they wouldn't actually go forward and clash with these people; otherwise, they would definitely have started to make fun of these soldiers again.

Seeing this group of people entertaining themselves and seemingly having a great time, she couldn't help but chuckle.

Xiong Ziwei cursed, "Pah, ungrateful bastards! How did I end up saving such a bunch of heartless scoundrels?"

The others were also indignant, hands on their hips, practically ready to point their fingers at the group and hurl insults.

Luo Ji remained indifferent, showing no interest whatsoever in what was happening over there.

His current position is very delicate.

As a zombie, one is actually a completely different race from humans.

However, he has no feelings for zombies, nor any empathy for humans.

For so long, Loki felt like the loneliest individual, completely out of place with all the other creatures in the world.

His former companions, whether human or superhero, had long since passed away before him.

He walked alone in this vast world, standing utterly alone beneath the Milky Way.

If there is anything in this world worth cherishing, it is only this person I haven't seen for over thirty years.

Luo Ji turned around and glanced at Yu Muhuai, noticing the coldness in her eyes.

Based on his understanding, the way Yu Muhuai looked at him meant she was plotting to kill him.

Following her gaze, Luo Ji saw the bustling crowd.

He frowned. "Why don't we just kill them all? Aren't they an eyesore to be left around?"

Yu Muhuai shook his head and chuckled softly.

"It would be too easy for them to die directly. Let these people's emotions be like a roller coaster, first reaching the peak of hope, and then suddenly falling."

Let them experience the vast psychological difference first, then endure the extreme physical pain; only then will it be worthy of what they did in their previous lives.

Luo Ji pondered for a moment, recalling what she had said about the injuries this body had suffered in its previous life, and asked hesitantly, "Those things...you didn't experience them, did you?"

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