Chapter 146: CH : 145 Survivors
{Chapter: 145 Survivors}
The helicopter soared through the skies, departing from Alaska and tracing the western coastline of Canada. It passed over the dense wilderness, then the ruined remnants of Seattle and San Francisco, pressing onward through the devastation.
"Los Angeles is just ahead," the White Queen announced, her digital voice carrying a hint of observation as she scanned the sprawling, dilapidated cityscape in front of them.
"Ah, Los Angeles..." William smirked, leaning slightly to get a better view. "The city of dreams. Or at least, it used to be. Hollywood is long gone." His gaze lingered on the skeletal remains of a once-thriving metropolis. This was the place that had captured the imaginations of countless people worldwide, but now, it was just another ruin, devoured by the plague.
Alice remained silent, her sharp eyes scanning the streets below with unwavering focus. She wasn't interested in nostalgia—she was searching for any signs of life, though she knew the chances were slim. The biochemical outbreak had raged for far too long, reducing most of humanity to rotting corpses or desperate survivors clinging to existence.
Then, her expression shifted. A flicker of disbelief flashed across her face.
"There are people down there," she muttered, her voice laced with both hope and skepticism.
"Confirmed," White Queen responded. "Life signs detected. The largest concentration appears to be in the massive prison complex directly ahead." Her AI-enhanced sight zoomed in on the structure—an imposing fortress-like building, surrounded by an ocean of undead clawing hungrily at its walls.
William grinned. "Well, what do you know? Survivors."
"Fly over," Alice ordered immediately.
"Sure, no problem," William replied, his voice laced with amusement. "It just so happens we're almost out of fuel anyway. Perfect timing for a landing."