Dingtai Building, the landmark of the city, had won many international praises and bore the pride of the citizens now slowly collapsed in an irreparable manner.
The smoke that it created rose to the sky and with it, the memories as it flew through the clouds. Its proud posture turned into a pile of ugly and rough broken concrete and glass. The exposed and sharp broken steel spines also lay bare, as if in sorrow.
In the cabin, even the air had become extraordinarily heavy. Many of the people bent their waist and curled over themselves, their eyes were red and they looked like a mess, just like the city that seemed to have been swept through by war.
This was the situation they had personally created. The beautiful city of the past now lay in ruin. Their imagination at the start and seeing the real thing was different. The guilt brought by the sight was far beyond anyone could tolerate. Even Song Haoran, who was as strong as iron, right now couldn't help but become red-eyed and his fingertips on his gun's trigger were shivering.
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The survivors looked blank as they looked at the sight. They had already burst into tears and cried silently. Right then, the air was stagnant and everyone felt helpless, unwilling, confused, scared, and all such negative emotions quietly creeped into everyone's heart, like a steel needle, ever so faint.
Gong Lixin looked on, staring at the numerous zombies buried in the ruins and the ones who were still rushing into the fire and smiled with satisfaction. There was no sort of nostalgia for this city. He couldn't understand everyone's sorrow. He only knows that after the fire, this piece of scorched earth will become the grave of hundreds of thousands of zombies and this city will be greatly purified.
Was there any better result than this? Obviously not! Therefore, all sorrow and disappointment were superfluous, useless and weakness and, like zombies, should be completely eliminated!
With his heart secretly made up, Gong Lixin gently held Song Haoran's fingers, smiled as he looked up at him and cautiously opened his mouth to say his thoughts, "Big Brother Song, look, how many zombies died below? There should be hundreds of thousands, no? We have wiped out hundreds of thousands of zombies. One day, we will kill all the zombies here and when we come back, we will rebuild our monument on this scorched earth."
Kill Xiao Lin and step into the sunlight. It was his dream in his last life to build his own monument. He had half completed his goal. In this world, he would realize his dreams completely.
The voice of the young boy was not loud, but it seemed to bring some magical power to awaken the people who were feeling lost. Their eyes slowly moved away from the sea of fire and the ruins below and instead looked at the flames where zombies with black bones were dying and their hearts were shocked.
There were still many zombies who were rushing into the sea of fire and the densely packed zombies were being reduced at a speed visible to the naked eye as they were burned by the fire.
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"This fire has cleaned up the area." Lin Wenbo whispered; his expression no longer showed pain. "Our approach was not wrong. The old world is destroyed in our hands and the new world will be made by our hands. For the birth of our new monument, everyone will work hard!"
As the words fell, he pulled the young and thin body into his arms, his head on top of the other's soft hair and narrowed his eyes with an obvious gentle smile while he enjoyed the magnificent scenery and admired the buildings that were being swallowed by fire.
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