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

Potato jumped lightly onto the roof of the armored vehicle he had been riding in, found a place with a wide view and lay down, continuing to remain alert.

The gyroscope nimbly climbs onto the rear of the car and firmly attaches itself to the body of the car, ready to respond to any possible situation at any time.

After Li Luo and Lu Jingcheng finished their final inspection of all the equipment, they looked at each other, their hearts filled with determination and responsibility. Li Luo whispered:

"Everything is ready, let's go!"

Lu Jingcheng nodded in response, and there was an unshakable light in their eyes.

As the roar of the engines sounded, the convoy slowly left the base and disappeared into the endless darkness.

Along the way, the convoy moved forward steadily on the rugged ruins road.

Although the night was still long, the headlights of each car twinkled like lone stars, illuminating the narrow road ahead.

The team members took turns driving and standing guard, cooperating with each other tacitly to ensure that every link was seamless.

From time to time, brief and firm reports and confirmation messages from the team members could be heard on the walkie-talkie. Every sentence was filled with confidence in the future and desire for survival.

Potato and Gyro still followed the convoy closely.

Whenever there is a shadow that looks like it's moving unusually on the roadside, they will react quickly, using their agility to remind the team members in the car to stay alert.

It is these subtle movements that provide the entire convoy with an indispensable layer of protection in this eternal night.

As the convoy gradually drove out of the edge of City T, the outline of the abandoned city in the distance was looming in the night.

Every place we passed seemed to be silently telling the story of past glory and present desolation.

Li Luo gazed ahead, with both nostalgia for the prosperity of the past and infinite expectations for rebuilding his home in the future.

She reminded again on the intercom:

"Everyone stay highly alert and pay attention to the road conditions ahead. Although we have planned the route, any negligence may lead to an accident. We will proceed in stages according to the plan, and conduct a thorough inspection and supply adjustment at each rest point."

The team members responded in unison from the other end of the walkie-talkie, as if forming an indestructible resonance in the darkness.

Every accompanying staff member knows that this is not just a simple migration, but a journey full of unknowns and challenges, a journey of hope, responsibility and survival.

The convoy moved forward in the eternal night, and the headlights of the armored vehicles were like faint starlight, barely illuminating the road ahead.

Potato crouched on the roof, looking around vigilantly, while the gyroscope moved flexibly at the rear of the car, its tentacles lightly touching the ground, sensing the slightest vibrations in the environment.

The two little guardians performed their duties silently, providing invisible protection for the entire convoy.

As the convoy drove into more desolate areas, the road ahead became increasingly rugged.

The abandoned buildings, broken roads and the occasional flash of zombies are reminding everyone:

This journey of life and death has never been easy.

Whenever a crisis comes, the team members can rely on their tacit understanding and previously accumulated experience to respond calmly and resolve each dangerous situation one by one.

As the convoy continued to move forward, it passed through a deserted industrial area.

The towering chimneys stand in the darkness like the remains of a giant. The glass windows of the factory have long been broken and rust is spreading, as if telling the story of the past prosperity and the present loneliness.

The air was filled with the smell of decay and metal, and occasionally there was the whimper of wind blowing through the dilapidated structures, as if whispering untold stories.

Suddenly, the road ahead was blocked by a pile of abandoned vehicles and the convoy was forced to stop.

A tense atmosphere instantly spread, Li Luo's eyes fixed and he signaled everyone to keep quiet.

Lu Jingcheng and Chu Yuanqing quickly got out of the car and prepared to clear the obstacles, while the other team members nervously held their weapons, ready to deal with any emergencies at any time.

Li Luo's ability of perspective allowed her to see everything in the dark, but this time, when she looked around, there was nothing.

Her heart sank—something was wrong.

There was an indescribable sense of uneasiness in the air, as if something was lurking around, waiting for an opportunity to strike.