They obediently returned to the minibus.

After Zhou Li's death, Du Mingliang, a boy with speed-enhancing abilities, became the backbone of the five people.

He arranged for the young woman to drive a car. The woman's surname was Song, and Du Mingliang called her Sister Song.

The middle-aged man in his fifties was surnamed Feng, and he called Uncle Feng "Uncle Feng" and said he also drove a car.

Finally, he drove his own car, taking his neighbor Grandma Sun and Xiao Zhuangzhuang with him.

Before the apocalypse, Du Mingliang was still in high school and didn't know how to drive.

However, the boy was clever and quick-witted. After the apocalypse, he learned how to drive after a few lessons from his uncles, including Zhou Li.

With practiced ease, he shifted gears and started the car. The boy's face still held a touch of childishness. He decided that from now on, he and Zhuangzhuang would depend on each other for survival.

In the early days of the apocalypse, it was Uncle Zhou who rushed into his house and rescued him from his bedroom. Now that Uncle Zhou is gone, he still wants to protect his only nephew.

"Zhuangzhuang, you have to be good, okay?" Du Mingliang used one hand to pat Zhuangzhuang's head.

Zhuangzhuang nodded, being very obedient. "Brother Mingliang, are Dad, Second Uncle, and Grandma all dead?"

Du Mingliang's eyes welled up with tears. He took a deep breath and replied, "Yes, they're all dead. From now on, will you take care of Zhuangzhuang, brother?"

"Waaah, I want my daddy..."

Grandma Sun held the weeping Zhuangzhuang in her arms, choking back tears as she said, "What kind of world is this? In my final moments, I have to suffer such a terrible fate. Oh, this poor child..."

Du Mingliang wiped away his tears, gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, pursed his lips, and looked resolute. The boy with the childish face seemed to have grown up in an instant.

This world is full of bloodshed and cruelty. Blood is everywhere, and there are screams and cries everywhere. People die every day. No one will sympathize with the weak. If he wants to live, he must be strong!