After the zombies finished devouring the four people, Ning Qing stood behind them, holding the black sword.

He slowly raised the black sword in his hand and said, "Alright, you've all eaten and drunk your fill. It's time to make your move."

Even after the zombies had eaten the four people, they were still starving and wanted to eat meat.

Smelling the delicious aroma of Ning Qing's fresh flesh, they all opened their blood-red mouths wide and snarled as they rushed towards Ning Qing.

Ning Qing raised her sword and struck cleanly and swiftly, killing one enemy with each strike. The cold, sharp blade carried a chilling killing intent, and the wind whistled as it cut through the air.

Like the sound of drums on a battlefield, it inspires the soldiers on the field, making them more and more courageous in battle, for victory lies at the end of the battlefield.

An hour later, Ning Qing finally stopped slashing.

He put Xiao Hei back into the system space and twisted his wrist, which was slightly sore from exerting force for a long time.

Ning Qing approached the car, checked it, and found that it could still be started and had not suffered too much damage.

All four car windows were shattered, and the interior was also littered with broken glass.

It's still usable after a quick clean.

Ning Qing found some branches with a few withered leaves and, by the firelight, began to sweep them up.

After cleaning the car, Ning Qing returned to the fire and systematically picked up the pebbles one by one.

Once the last pebble was picked up, the original appearance of the tent was clearly revealed before our eyes.

Ning Qing walked over, unzipped the zipper, and looked inside, meeting a pair of beautiful, star-like purple eyes.

Ning Qing smiled and said softly, "Get some rest. No more little bugs will bother you."

After saying that, he looked away and zipped up his jacket.

Hua Lan, inside the tent, witnessed everything Ning Qing had done that night, and felt a mix of emotions.

I can't understand it, I can't comprehend why he's so good to me.

From the moment the mutated bird attacked, he held himself tightly in his arms, and now he protects him in every way.

Hua Lan didn't believe that this was what he said, that he was after the pearls on her body.

In this world, things like jewelry are the least valuable.

The most valuable items were food, water, and other daily necessities.

Only what sustains life is valuable.

An image flashed through my mind: a handsome man with a carefree smile, saying, "I genuinely like you, so consider me, bro."

Hua Lan was startled and quickly shook her head to shake those terrifying thoughts out of her mind.

Close your eyes again and go to sleep.

Ning Qing returned to the campfire, took out a soft couch from her spatial storage, lay down fully clothed, and closed her eyes to rest.

Nothing else happened that night.

In the early morning, there were no crisp birdsongs, nor the bright red face of the morning sun hanging high in the sky.

Only a gray sky and fog obscure the view ahead, making visibility extremely low.

Ning Qing took out a bottle of mineral water from her spatial storage, drank several mouthfuls, poured some into her palm, and casually wiped her face.

The tent was also unzipped, revealing a delicate and pretty little face, and their eyes met.

Ning Qing smiled and took out a bottle of mineral water from her spatial storage.

He walked over and handed it to Hua Lan.

He said, "Let me wash up."

Hua Lan reached out and took it, saying, "Thank you."

The sound, like the gentle murmur of a mountain spring, soothes the soul and brings a sense of peace and tranquility.

It is as clear and melodious as the song of a lark in the forest.

Intertwined, the electric shock sent a tingling sensation through one's ears.

After saying that, his little head darted back into the tent, and the zipper was zipped up tightly once again.