Finally, it was time to set off. Everyone got into their respective vehicles, and Lin Xuan also walked towards the jeep. She felt as if someone was following her closely behind her.

Turning around, hey? It's Peng Xiaozhe, an autistic teenager.

"Your car is over there," Lin Xuan said, pointing to the minibus.

Peng Ze didn't move, turning his head away without looking at her.

The two looked at each other in silence, while their group had already boarded the bus.

Lin Xuan, who is socially awkward, barely spoke a few words to Zhou Xinran and the others from beginning to end. She couldn't even bring herself to ask someone to take the autistic boy back.

Xia Feng was already sitting in the driver's seat and was leaning out to call her.

Fortunately, his brother Peng Ze soon realized that his younger brother hadn't gotten on the bus, so he quickly got off and ran over to find him.

"Xiao Ze, get on the bus quickly, everyone is waiting for you, over here, over here." Peng Yu dragged his younger brother, who kept turning back to look at him, towards the minibus.

Just as Peng Ze stepped onto the car door step, he suddenly grabbed the door, turned around, stretched out his Er Kang hand to Lin Xuan, and shouted in a heart-wrenching voice, "Bian Nini~ wait for me to come back."

After shouting, he returned to his expressionless state.

Lin Xuan...

Xia Feng...

Everyone...

Lin Xuan waved awkwardly and quickly got into the jeep parked on the side of the road.

The car started, and the group finally left the accident-prone highway service area.

"That kid is pretty strange." Glancing at the rearview mirror, the minibus was steadily following behind.

"He's a child of the stars." Lin Xuan opened a bag of dried mangoes, and the mukbang (eating broadcast) began in the passenger seat.

"What gorilla? A giant gorilla?" Xia Feng wondered if he was getting old. He was only five years older than Lin Xuan, was there really such a big generation gap?

"It's not a gorilla, it's a star in the sky, it's autism, being immersed in its own world." I handed my brother a mango and opened a small drink.

Xia Feng nodded, chewing on a piece of dried mango. The little girls' snacks were quite delicious.

With one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the car window, his index finger tapping the car door repeatedly, he decided to smoke less while driving in the future, as he didn't want to keep Xiaobao smelling the smoke all day.

In the minibus behind, the driver was Cao Zhiyong.

Zhou Xinran was sitting in the front row, and the chairs in the second row were reclined, with Chen You'an lying on them covered with a blanket, sleeping. She needed to recover from her injuries for a while.

Zhou Lerui's two best friends sat in the next seat, ready to take care of her at any time.

Zhou Lerui pulled Peng Ze to sit next to her and asked him to help her get the makeup mirror, as she hadn't put on makeup yet that morning.

Peng Yu glanced at the two of them, then closed his eyes to rest.

Despite her boisterous nature, Miss Zhou is not a bad person and has never discriminated against her brother, unlike her two girlfriends who, though they didn't say anything, he could tell from their disdain.

They set off from the service area at around 9 a.m. and drove straight until after 2 p.m.

The walkie-talkie in the jeep crackled to life: "Old Xia, can you hear me? Please respond if you can. Please respond if you can."

The walkie-talkies were given by Peng Yu; each of the bodyguards had one, and he gave one to each of the two vehicles so that they could communicate more easily.

“Yes, go ahead,” Xia Feng replied.

"Old Xia, let's stop and rest for a while at the green sign up ahead. The brothers are all hungry."

"Okay!" Xia Feng had been fed all sorts of snacks, fruits, and jerky by Lin Xuan along the way, so he didn't feel too hungry.

Two cars were parked one after the other on the side of the road, and everyone got out to stretch their legs.

This stretch of road is very empty; there are no zombies or vehicles.

The plants in the green belts on both sides of the road are growing wildly, their colors ranging from purplish-blue to deep blue.

Vines twisted into all sorts of strange shapes, their leaves bursting through the concrete road and emerging from the ground.

Xia Feng swung his small machete a few times, cutting off some branches and leaves, and dark sap seeped from the cut surfaces of the plants.

The plants in this area are only morphologically modified and are not aggressive, so they should be safe.

Lin Xuan needed to use the restroom, but she couldn't disappear in front of everyone, so the two of them could only use the dense and eerie plants by the roadside as cover to quickly enter the space.

After quickly relieving themselves, Lin Xuan checked the screen in the living room and saw that no one was there before pulling Xia Feng out by the hand.

On the minibuses, men and women each have a small bucket for relieving themselves. To avoid danger if they are too far from the bus, they usually relieve themselves in the last row after the bus stops.

If someone needs to use the restroom, others should get off the bus and give way.

The men and women emptied their own chamber pots, and apart from Zhou Xinran and his sister, everyone else took turns emptying the chamber pots.

The two buckets were not taken into the Pengze space, so they were placed at the back of the minibus.

Everyone felt uncomfortable putting this thing with food, but even though it smelled bad in the car, they tolerated it.

When Xia Feng and I returned from the restroom, we saw that Peng Yu had already set up an earthen stove and started cooking.

Lin Xuan also took out a portable gas stove and pots and pans next to them and started cooking.

Everyone tacitly cooked their own meals; it's been a month since the apocalypse, and we need to maintain this sense of propriety.

Yao Yao was steaming rice in one pot, while another pot was simmering a full pot of snail rice noodles.

Lin Xuan kept looking in their direction after smelling the aroma. She and her brother also used a rice cooker plugged into an outdoor power bank to steam rice.

Although my brother also cooked noodles, they were the plain white noodles with some bok choy and a few poached eggs in them.

Lin Xuan kept turning her head to look at the snail rice noodles in the pot over there; she wanted to eat those too.

Zhou Xinran's eyes lit up when he saw the eggs and vegetables on Xia Feng's side.

Seeing that Lin Xuan was craving the snail rice noodles on his side, he quickly grabbed a large bowl, filled it to the brim with freshly cooked noodles, and happily delivered it to her.

Cao Zhiyong, who was helping out and sneaking glances at Yao Yao's chest, saw this and stared at the bowl of noodles for a moment.

I thought to myself, this young master really doesn't know the hardships of life. What kind of time is this to give food to outsiders? This is such a big bowl of noodles, why not give it to him?

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