After taking care of the baggage, Chen Feng drove the car along the highway, speeding away.
He didn't have a clear destination. He didn't need a map or a compass. He just went wherever he went.
He picked up equipment along the way, and as he drove, the Alto turned into an Audi.
The car seat and trunk were filled with supplies.
This kind of unrestrained life was the life that Chen Feng was looking forward to.
There was only a little regret that there was no one to accompany him.
Sometimes, he would wonder if his childhood friend, the perfect girl, Little Creek, was just an illusion.
Otherwise, why would she always appear at midnight?
Why had no one ever mentioned her?
On the road, they often encountered scrapped cars and wandering zombies.
Ignoring the scattered zombies, he stepped on the accelerator and rushed over.
If the road was blocked by zombies or obstacles, they would stop and clear the road.
Sometimes, they would encounter survivors. These people were like wild rabbits, nervous.
When she saw the car driving over, she did not call for help but turned around and ran.
It seemed that he had suffered a loss at the hands of the Saboteurs.
After racing for two days, from morning till night, the addiction gradually passed and he became bored.
Chen Feng slowed down the car. As he drove, he looked around.
When they arrived at the entrance of a tunnel, they saw a bus lying across the entrance from afar. The front of the bus was smashed.
It seemed like an accident had happened while they were driving. Someone in the car had mutated and caused a commotion.
Chen Feng turned off the engine 100 meters away and used the binoculars to observe.
The door of the bus was open, and there were dozens of zombies wandering around.
He looked up and saw all kinds of luggage, clothes, bags, and so on scattered on the steep slope beside the tunnel entrance.
Trampled grass, broken branches, all the signs indicated that survivors had escaped!
Some zombies wanted to climb up the mountain, but after a few steps, they rolled down.
"Hmm, interesting. They shouldn't be far. Let's meet them.”
Chen Feng packed his luggage, unloaded the supplies from the truck, and hid them in the drainage ditch by the roadside.
He quietly approached the tunnel entrance and took out a fully charged phone.
After setting the alarm clock, he threw it to the ground.
A minute later, the extremely rhythmic " Hottest National Style " began to play. The zombies turned around and excitedly rushed over to watch.
"Now!"
Chen Feng took the opportunity to break through the zombie horde and ascend the steep slope.
The tracks along the way were very eye-catching and did not require any tracking skills.
Following the footprints and the discarded debris, they soon found the location of the survivors.
They were quite lucky. This place was high in the mountains and dense in the forest. There was no village in front of them and no shop behind them.
However, on the top of the mountain stood a building that could shelter them from the wind and rain.
Chen Feng climbed up the tree and used the binoculars to observe.
This building was an antique and had three floors. On the roof hung a golden plaque with three large words: " Yue Wang Pavilion ".
In the small square in front of the building, there were people walking around. He started a fire and moved firewood as if he was cooking.
"Not bad. We're living a small life now. It's a paradise!”
Chen Feng sighed with a strange tone. He had decided to go there and have some fun.
He dismantled the spear and bow and rolled them into his backpack.
He also kept the modified starting pistol and Type 77 pistol that he had seized from the Wang brothers.
In times of peace, wealth should not be revealed. In an apocalyptic world, hiding one's strength was the best way to go.
After arriving near the Yue King Pavilion, Chen Feng realized that he had come from the back mountain. No wonder it was so difficult to walk.
There was a stone staircase leading to the village road at the foot of the mountain.
Chen Feng walked up the stairs and entered the small plaza. There were five or six people here, all of them old, weak, women, and children.
A simple clay stove was set up on the ground, using pots, washbasins, porcelain bowls, and other cooking utensils to cook food.
Seeing the stranger appear, the crowd did not react much, as if they were already numb.
" No!" Chen Feng immediately judged." No organization, no discipline, not even a sentry. Looks like they are a bunch of noobs."”
These people were old and young. Their clothes were covered in dirt and their faces were dirty.
Not to mention beautiful girls, there weren't even any young men.
"That's not right. If the survivors are all like this, how did they escape?”
He walked to a woman and was about to ask for information.
The woman's face was immediately filled with vigilance.
"Don't worry, I won't rob you. Oh no, I won't steal your beauty."
Then, he looked at the woman, who was protecting her pot tightly. It seemed like she was afraid that Chen Feng would snatch her mushrooms and wild vegetables.
"I see."
Chen Feng took out a braised egg from his bag and opened the packaging. Immediately, a fragrance wafted out.
Hungry people were especially sensitive to smells.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned their heads to stare at the braised egg, swallowing continuously.
It was as if it was a golden pill that could make one become an immortal.
"Tell me the situation here. Whoever tells me the most details will get the egg.”
"Let me do it!"
"Let me speak!"
Under the intense fighting, Chen Feng quickly understood the entire situation. He took out a few bags of egg yolk pie from his bag and distributed them to everyone.
It turned out that these people were all trapped on the highway when the Great Calamity happened.
They were lucky enough to escape up the mountain and gathered here one after another.
These people were unable to move. They could only find some wild vegetables and fruits in the forest to barely fill their stomachs.
Anyone who could walk or run had gone to the nearby area to collect things.
It was still fine a few days ago. Many cars on the highway had stalled, and there were quite a lot of resources.
However, in the past few days, almost everything that could be eaten had been eaten.
They didn't dare to go near the bus where there were a lot of zombies.
The search team could only walk further and further away until it was dark.
After careful inquiry, Chen Feng learned that there were not many young men left. There were about seven or eight of them.
The night in the mountains always came very quickly.
As the sun set in the west, the sky darkened in an instant.
People who lived in modern cities were used to being bright everywhere.
It was hard to imagine what it felt like to be unable to see one's own fingers.
This was a primitive fear that was hidden deep in his bloodline.
In the subconscious of humans, they believed that there were countless dangers hidden in the darkness.
Therefore, in ancient times, no matter which race's myths and primitive religions, there were always Fire God and Sun God.
After nightfall, a group of people arrived at the foot of the mountain. He hurried up the stairs.
As they walked, they complained to each other.
A muscular young man named Dong Hui, a construction worker, said angrily.
"It's all because of the two of you. You delayed the time and almost caused everyone to not be able to come back! Next time, don't expect everyone to wait for you!”
"Didn't you see? Xiao Qing sprained her ankle. Are you going to leave her behind? That's right. People like you don't know what it means to hold your hand and grow old with you.”
"F * ck, are you trying to be arrogant with me? So what if you're a university student? I've wanted to slap you for a long time, you know?”
"Stop talking. I'm the one who's dragging everyone down. How about this, I'll give you half of the things I found today as compensation.”
A young couple responded to Dong Hui.
The man was Yan Tong, a famous genius in the Chinese Department of South China University and the president of the Literature Club.
The woman's name was Chu Qingqing, and she majored in music.
The two of them were a man and a woman. They had liked each other since they first entered the school.
This time, they had taken advantage of the spring break to come out and play together. They did not expect to be trapped here.
The two of them supported each other, holding the wrench for car maintenance tightly in their hands.
Hearing Chu Qingqing's words, everyone fell silent and climbed the mountain silently.
Only Yan Tong was still muttering," Why should we give half to them? We're all in the same boat now. Shouldn't we help each other out?"”
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