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

Chu Yuanqing also patted Lu Jingcheng's shoulder, neither too hard nor too soft, with a kind of hearty comfort:

"That's right, Chengzi! We've been partners with my sister-in-law for so long, when has she ever let us down? That man in black cloak looks fierce. If he were to go head-to-head with my sister-in-law, who knows who would suffer!"

Lu Jingcheng turned his head and looked at the sincerity in the eyes of the two people beside him. His tense jawline softened for a moment.

He raised his hand and pressed the communicator in his inner pocket. The touch of the metal shell made the panic in his heart dissipate a little.

He didn't say anything, just nodded slightly - he knew that the two were telling the truth, but the worry in his heart could not be completely put aside until the news of Li Luo's safety was confirmed.

"Let's go, it's time to set off."

Lu Jingcheng withdrew his gaze, removed his fingertips from the communicator, and his voice regained the calmness that a captain should have.

He turned around first, his feet stepping on the gravel ground, taking each step firmly, as if to cheer himself up and to convey confidence to his teammates.

Shi Xinxin and Chu Yuanqing looked at each other and followed closely. The footsteps of the three of them mixed in with the busy movements of the team members, and soon they arrived at the armored vehicle.

Five minutes later, the armored vehicle's engine roared, and its wheels rolled over the gravel. The "creaking" sound spread in the empty ruins and drove towards City B.

Lu Jingcheng sat in the passenger seat without a seatbelt, his right hand always on the communicator in his inner pocket, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the fabric.

His eyes were glued to the broken wall and scrap steel that were rapidly retreating outside the window. His Adam's apple moved quietly twice. He made no sound, but repeated in his mind:

Lolo, you must come back safely.

At this moment, in the scrap steel alley, Li Luo was bending over, moving flexibly with potatoes and gyroscopes.

The wind lifted a corner of her skirt, sweeping across the rusty steel sheets on the ground, but she didn't slow down at all.

The dark aura behind her was chasing her relentlessly, and the "sizzling" sound of corrosion seemed to be right next to her ears, but there was no panic in her eyes - as a strong person who could control all kinds of superpowers, she and the mysterious man were originally equally powerful. Before, she was just afraid that the large-scale superpowers would affect others because of the presence of the members of the Fire Team. Now that she could deal with it alone, she could let go completely.

She deliberately slowed down her pace, and the soles of her shoes rolled over the rust on the scrap steel, making a slight "rustling" sound. She even deliberately kicked a small stone into the pile of steel next to her to create the illusion of "fleeing in panic."

Sure enough, the black gas behind him surged more violently, and the distance between them instantly became half a meter closer.

"Meow--" Potato suddenly stopped, raised his hind paws slightly, and stretched his tail like a fully drawn bowstring. The outline of the surging black air at the alley entrance was clearly reflected in his light golden pupils, and his claws "clicked" on the scrap steel, leaving shallow marks.

The gyroscope also reacted immediately. Its silver tentacles suddenly pushed against the scrap steel and bounced in front of Li Luo with light blue energy. The tentacles instantly spread out into a fan shape, as if building an invisible barrier for her, or as if issuing a warning of "danger ahead."

Li Luo followed Potato's gaze and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

She raised her hand to tidy up her wind-blown hair, her eyes fixed on the abandoned office building three hundred meters ahead - the tilted building just happened to come into view.

The fifteen-story building was half sunken in the ruins, and the outer walls were covered with withered vines, like a layer of dry spider webs wrapped around the gray cement. The dark windows looked like the eyes of a dormant beast in the dim light.

"This is it." She muttered to herself, her feet moving without stopping, speeding towards the office building.