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

Half an hour later, Li Luo rode his motorcycle at lightning speed to the bus station.

The roar of the engine is particularly loud in the open environment.

With a sharp brake sound, Li Luo slowly stopped the motorcycle. She stood firmly beside the car with her tall figure, her eyes revealing confidence and composure.

Outside the bus station, several zombies seemed to be suddenly awakened from a long sleep.

Their bodies were extremely distorted, with their skin tightly attached to their bones, shriveled like dry tree bark, wrinkled and stacked together, as if they could burst at any time.

In those empty eyes, there was nothing else except the most primitive instinctive desire for food.

From time to time, a low and hoarse roar came from his mouth, as if telling of endless hunger and despair.

These zombies obviously haven't eaten for a long time. Their bodies are thin and fragile, as if a breeze can blow them away, and they seem to be really crushed into powder with a slight touch.

However, when they smell human scent, they instantly become extremely crazy.

The originally slow steps suddenly became hurried, and the staggering body seemed to be injected with some crazy power, and rushed towards the source of the sound desperately.

Although each step was still heavy, it was filled with an impatient madness, as if as long as they could catch the source of the human scent, they could escape from the endless hunger and pain.

However, before the zombies could get close, two dark shadows suddenly rushed down from the motorcycle.

It turned out to be Potato and Gyro. These two little guys were fearless and showed no fear in the face of zombies.

I saw that the potato was like a black lightning, and its body was extremely agile.

Its hair exudes a strange luster, like a mysterious glow in the dark night, faintly revealing a powerful aura.

At this moment, Potato slightly bent his body, and his posture looked like a cheetah about to pounce on its prey, ready to go.

His eyes were as sharp as knives, staring intently at the zombies rushing towards him with bared fangs and claws not far away.

There was no fear in those eyes, only a firm will to fight and a desire for victory.

The spinning top next to it also exudes a dangerous aura.

Her tentacles swayed gently in the darkness, like seaweed swaying in the water. They seemed gentle, but in fact they contained tremendous power.

The gyroscope waited quietly, like a patient hunter, waiting for the best time to attack.

The zombies roared and pounced, their bodies twisted and their movements stiff and crazy.

In this eternal night, they are like evil spirits crawling out of hell, exuding the stench of decay and death.

However, in the eyes of Potato and Gyro, the zombies' movements were so slow and clumsy.

Their attacks were completely random, based solely on instinctive madness.

Potato took the lead in attacking, and his body shot out like an arrow.

In the darkness, Potato's figure was so fast that it was difficult to catch.

He jumped high, and his sharp claws flashed a cold light in the air, like an indestructible blade.

When the claws scratched the zombie's head fiercely, there was a "puff" sound, and the sound was particularly harsh in the silent night.

Several deep cuts were instantly made on the zombie's skull, and black blood mixed with dark brown brain tissue gushed out like a fountain.

The zombies attacked by the potatoes didn't even have time to react. They instantly lost all their ability to move, collapsed to the ground, motionless, and became real corpses.

At the same time, the gyroscope was not to be outdone.

It attacks quickly, its agile body like a fish swimming in the water.

The tentacles gently moved across the ground without making any sound, as if a ghost was moving quietly in the dark night.

The gyroscope keeps changing its position, making it impossible for the zombies to track its whereabouts.

The zombie waved his arms wildly, trying to catch the gyroscope, but failed again and again.

Suddenly, the gyroscope turned around and the time was ripe.

Her strong tentacles were like steel whips, lashing the zombie's legs fiercely.

The tentacles hit the zombies instantly with tremendous force.

The zombie suddenly lost its balance and fell heavily to the ground with a dull sound.

Before the zombie could react, the gyroscope pounced on it quickly, and one of its strong tentacle sucked the zombie's head like a suction cup.

The tentacles clung tightly, as if they were shackles that could not be broken free of.

Then, the gyroscope gave a tug with such force that it seemed as if it could tear steel apart.

With a "click" sound, the zombie's head was pulled off and rolled to the ground.

Black blood spread on the ground, emitting a pungent smell.

All this happened in a flash. The two little ones didn't even change their shapes. They easily killed the zombies in seconds with their original size.

After dealing with these zombies, Potato and Gyro proudly raised their heads, as if they were showing off to Li Luo their glorious achievements.

Li Luo smiled slightly, walked forward, patted their heads gently, and said:

"Good job!"

Then, she had an idea and put the motorcycle back into the space, and then she began to look at the dilapidated bus station in front of her.

I saw that the door of the bus station was open crookedly, like a monster with its mouth wide open, ready to swallow people at any time.

The bustling bus station is now deserted and in ruins.

The walls were covered with scratches and stains, traces left by zombies and the passage of time.

There were all kinds of debris scattered on the ground, including broken glass, rotten wood, and some items that could not be recognized in their original appearance.

An adult and two children slowly walked into the bus station, as if they had walked into a ruin forgotten by time.

The smell of decay came like a tide, instantly enveloping Li Luo. The pungent smell made her stomach churn, and a chill ran from the soles of her feet to her heart.

Li Luo frowned slightly, and his beautiful brows were twisted into a small "川" character.

She bit her lower lip tightly, trying to suppress the discomfort in her heart.

Her eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, quickly scanning everything around her.

Soon, the abandoned buses in the parking lot caught her attention.

These buses were parked in a haphazard manner, as if they had been abandoned here by a huge storm.

Some of the car windows were broken, and glass fragments were scattered on the ground like stars, flashing strangely in the dim light.

Some car bodies are covered with rust, and the dark red rust is like the marks of time, telling of endless vicissitudes and sadness.

Li Luo walked slowly towards one of the buses with heavy steps.

To be honest, the car's shabby and decayed appearance made it difficult for her to recognize it as a bus for a moment.

The paint on the car body had long since peeled off, revealing a mottled metallic base.