Rebirth after the apocalypse: I create a new world with space!

In a dim warehouse, the iron cages around it were like monsters shrouded in darkness, silent and dull.

The warehouse was filled with a damp smell, and the air seemed to be solidified, making it difficult to breathe.

Inside the iron cage, the survivors looked as thin as withered plants, their movement space almost restricted by the iron bars.

Those tired eyes were empty and blank, their skin looked pale and weak from long-term imprisonment, and was covered with various scars and stains.

Even so, they are still surviving tenaciously in this difficult situation, as if it is their last hope.

Everyone's face was filled with fatigue and despair, but when they heard the footsteps coming from afar, a faint light flashed in many people's eyes. It was the desire for freedom and the last struggle against fate.

Although this hope has long become a luxury and out of reach.

"Are we going to be locked up here forever?"

A young man's voice was low, filled with unconcealable anger and unwillingness.

The woman next to him lowered her head, her voice almost inaudible, "Yeah, I can't hold on any longer."

Her tone was full of helplessness and fatigue, as if she had fought against her inner collapse countless times.

Not far outside the iron cage, several guards in charge of watching over it were sitting leisurely nearby.

The wine glasses were shaking in their hands. Several people sat around the table playing cards, chatting and laughing, as if everything had nothing to do with them.

Lighthearted laughter could be heard from time to time, completely unaware of the tense and depressing atmosphere that permeated the warehouse.

The guards seemed relaxed and content, as if their world was completely isolated from everything around them, and they were surrounded by warmth and comfort.

However, the eyes of the survivors in the iron cage were filled with endless anger and helplessness.

The guards' relief contrasted sharply with their pain. The vitality that should have belonged to freedom and life seemed so out of reach in the face of helplessness and despair in the dark cage.

There seemed to be an unbridgeable gap between the guards' laziness and their struggle.

There is a world of difference between a vibrant life and an oppressed existence.

Just then, there was a rapid commotion outside.

The guards jumped up from their seats in a hurry, with a hint of panic on their faces, but their movements were still lazy and unhurried.

With wine glasses casually placed aside and cards scattered on the table, they hurried to the warehouse door, raised their weapons, and looked around vigilantly, as if they were just dealing with a daily emergency.

However, the next second, the door of the warehouse was kicked open, four figures rushed in quickly, and the air froze instantly.

The first person who caught my eye was Li Luo. She was standing at the door with a strong aura, as if the air around her was compressed by her presence.

There was no expression on her stern face, and her eyes were as sharp as a knife. She swept around and took control of the entire situation in an instant.

Her appearance seemed to make time stand still.

Following closely behind was Lu Jingcheng, who was tall and walked steadily, giving people an irresistible sense of pressure.

Every step he took was heavy and powerful, as if the earth was shaking with his strength.

The guards who were supposed to be on high alert suddenly felt an unprecedented oppression. They couldn't help but stop what they were doing, with a hint of panic in their eyes.

Shi Xinxin and Chu Yuanqing stood behind them.

Shi Xinxin's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and she scanned the surroundings calmly, as if she could see through all potential dangers.

Chu Yuanqing, on the other hand, had a blank expression on his face and deep eyes, as if he was aware of every movement around him, like a calm hunter, ready to attack at any time.

The moment the four people appeared, the guards in the warehouse stopped what they were doing, looked up in surprise, with a hint of fear and alertness in their eyes.

Especially Li Luo, her oppressive aura seemed to make the air silent, the guards' heartbeats involuntarily quickened, and an ominous premonition quickly spread.

"What's going on?" a guard asked subconsciously, with a little panic in his voice, but he pretended to be calm.

Li Luo lowered his head slightly, smiled coldly, did not speak, but focused his eyes and instantly rushed towards several guards.

Her figure was as fast as a ghost, and without any warning, she had already approached the guards at the warehouse door.

Before the guards could react, she was already following them like a shadow, attacking swiftly.

Li Luo's hands swung out like lightning, and every punch and palm hit the enemy's vital points accurately.

Although the guards had powerful abilities, they had no chance to resist under her lightning-fast attack.

Her movements were as swift as the wind, so fast that it was dizzying, as if every attack carried a silent and deadly threat.