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After hearing Wang Mang’s order, the zombie royal king trembled. As a land immortal, he could indeed control ten million zombies simultaneously. However, the crux of the matter was that he only had three days! Furthermore, he had to rid the entire province of zombies!

Unfortunately, he did not have a say in the matter. After all, Wang Mang controlled whether he lived or died.

As such, he could only grit his teeth and say, “Yes, Master! 1 won’t let you down!”

After saying that, he got to work, and commanded the zombies in the city to converge upon the teleportation portal.

The scene looked quite spectacular, and Wang Mang wished he could see what happened on the other side.

Within about two hours, the zombie royal king had sent more than 20 million zombies into the portal, and there were now very few zombies roaming the streets.

With this, Wang Mang knew that the mission was well on its way to success.

The air in the city was still filled with an overwhelming stench, but it was now mostly clear and ready for occupation. If his father had tried to clear this city out, it would have cost countless lives and resources. Furthermore, it would likely take months.

However, the zombie royal king had accomplished this in a few hours.

At the same time, in the White Empire, the atmosphere was very relaxed.

Having already cleared out the zombies from their empire, the focus was now on rebuilding, and many people were also out in the streets celebrating.

Order had mostly been established, and the empire’s forces were acting in concert to speed up the rebuilding process. There were many rescue teams out in the cities and towns trying to look for survivors.

All in all, thanks to the concerted efforts of the citizens and the government, the empire was on track to a full recovery. Confidence and morale was at an all-time high.

At the same time, the White Empire welcomed an influx of immigrants who were seeking safety from the terrors of the apocalypse. Many of them could be seen disembarking from ships with smiles on their faces, ready to start life anew.

While the other empires were still suffering from the invasion of the zombies, they had taken the first step forward.

At this moment, at one of the White Empire’s docks, a ship slowly approached, which carried on board several hundred people who had fled the Red Empire.

Although the passengers looked ragged and tired, when the ship docked, smiles were on all of their faces. They had made it!

They had escaped the suffering back home and survived the dangers of the apocalypse. From this day on, they would be safe!

After that, a few more ships docked, carrying passengers from the various empires.

They were all greeted at the dock by the White Empire’s armed forces, who ran checks on them and processed them. The friendly and orderly treatment made the immigrants feel very welcomed and relieved.

It seemed that the White Empire was true to their words, and was ready to accept and help those who sought refuge with them. Many of them were filled with admiration for the White Empire.

“Thank god we made the trip here. Coming here was worth it!”

“That’s right! The White Empire was true to their word! I’m so happy I no longer have to spend my days hiding and fleeing from zombies.”

“The air here seems so sweet and pure. It’s like paradise on Earth!”

While everyone was discussing and singing praises of the White Empire, one of them looked up at the sky in confusion and asked blankly, “Look up there! Why are there so many black holes in the sky?”