Xiao Yi sighed deeply, his inner vigilance like an indestructible fortress. He knew that he couldn't be fooled by superficial phenomena, as a momentary kindness and bravery might just be a small fragment in a long conspiracy.

The world has collapsed, and morality and ethics have been distorted under the pressure of survival. Xiao Yi knows that one cannot easily judge a person's sincerity based on their current performance, because in this cruel world, sincerity is often buried under endless lies and disguises.

Xiao Yi silently quickened his pace on the way back. His steps were firm and powerful, and each step was filled with eagerness and determination. He looked straight ahead, his eyes revealing a hint of anxiety and expectation.

Xiao Yi's breathing became rapid, his chest heaved violently, beads of sweat continued to appear on his forehead and flowed down his cheeks, but he didn't bother to wipe them off, he just wanted to get back to the base as soon as possible.

The faces of his companions at the base kept appearing in his mind. He imagined telling them about the various behaviors of women, hoping to get a more accurate judgment from them.

Xiao Yi's heartbeat was clearly audible in his own ears, and the rapid rhythm seemed to urge him to go faster. His footsteps left a series of deep footprints in the wilderness, and the dust he raised spread out behind him.

The wind whistled in his ears, and Xiao Yi's thoughts became more and more confused. He thought about the moment when the woman bravely blocked the attack for him, and then thought about his long experience in the apocalypse. The tangle in his heart made his brows tightly locked together.

"I must go back quickly, I can't delay any longer." Xiao Yi kept saying to himself in his heart. His hands clenched into fists unconsciously, and the muscles in his arms tightened due to tension.

Xiao Yi's figure galloped through the wilderness, like a lonely and determined lightning, running towards the base, with full of expectations and uneasiness, hoping to uncover the mystery of whether the woman could be trusted as soon as possible.

With the injured woman, Xiao Yi's journey became more difficult. Although the woman's weight was not heavy, for the already exhausted Xiao Yi, every extra burden was like a huge stone pressing on his shoulders.

He carefully carried the woman on his back, trying to adjust his posture, trying to find a way to make the woman more comfortable while saving himself some energy. However, no matter how he adjusted, Xiao Yi could feel his steps becoming heavy and slow.

The road was bumpy and Xiao Yi had to be extremely careful with every step he took, fearing that a careless move would worsen the woman's injuries. He kept his eyes on the ground, avoiding the protruding rocks and potholes.

The branches in the forest occasionally scratched their bodies, and Xiao Yi had to protect the woman while using his arms to block the branches. The sharp branches scratched his clothes and left tiny scars on his skin.

The weather seemed to be deliberately against them. The originally clear sky was gradually covered with dark clouds, and soon it began to drizzle. The rain soaked their clothes and made Xiao Yi's steps heavier. Every step was accompanied by splashes of mud and water.

Xiao Yi's breathing became more and more rapid, and his heavy panting sounded particularly clear in the silent forest. His back was already soaked with sweat, mixed with the rain, and it was cold and uncomfortable.

As time went by, Xiao Yi's physical strength was rapidly depleted, but he did not dare to stop for a moment. He knew that in this wilderness, the longer he stayed, the more dangerous it would be.

As night fell, darkness enveloped the surroundings, and Xiao Yi's vision became blurred. He could only rely on the faint moonlight and his memory to grope forward. The anxiety in his heart continued to spread like this endless darkness.