Du Xiangcong felt their gazes and looked over. He exchanged glances with Song Chiyou for a few seconds before Song Chiyou smiled and looked away.

Song Chiyou's actions made the already sensitive and fragile Du Xiangcong even more angry.

What does he mean? Does he look down on him?

It shouldn't be like this! It shouldn't be like this! His life should be full of life, not the life where everyone is condemning him.

Thinking of this, Du Xiangcong looked at Song Chiyou with resentment.

It's all because of him!

Jiajia, please don’t blame me. I didn’t push you on purpose. If you want to blame someone, blame Song Chiyou. It’s him!

It was Song Chiyou who forced him into this predicament.

Xu Qiudong watched helplessly as Du Xiangcong's aura of protagonist became increasingly weaker.

How could the protagonist of this world be so impatient?

Even though Song Chiyou and the others rejected Xi Wenhan's invitation, she still left a bunch of supplies for them as a gesture of goodwill.

There are tools, weapons, and food.

After Xi Wenhan and his group left, Hong Yanfeng made some arrangements for a while, and then a group of people followed them on their journey.

Xu Qiudong and his group were driving in the front, and Hong Yanfeng was driving a truck behind them.

Song Chiyou sat in the car, holding Xu Qiudong's hand tightly and refusing to let go.

"Thank you."

Xu Qiudong didn't like Song Chiyou's verbal thanks.

She hummed softly and said nothing more.

They walked together looking for a suitable place to establish a safe base.

After walking around City A for two or three hours, they finally found one.

It is still a security base with an initial model. The perimeter has been almost built. It will be no problem to reinforce the perimeter to resist some small groups of zombies.

They just happened to get lucky, and it was Song Chiyou's halo as the protagonist that played a role.

This time, Du Xiangcong was one step behind Song Chiyou again.

Du Xiangcong's hatred for Song Chiyou has reached its peak.

This feeling of being one step late every time, and only one step late, makes Du Xiangcong irritable.

After finding a safe base, all the preparations Song Chiyou had made along the way came in handy.

There are ordinary people, people with special abilities, and researchers. It's quite comprehensive.

The security base is getting better every day.

After a month or two, Song Chiyou's safe base had been reinforced and vegetables had been planted inside. The people here had smiles on their faces every day.

They are lucky enough to be able to survive in this doomsday and have enough food and clothing, and they dare not ask for too much.

Therefore, they were even more grateful to Song Chiyou and Xu Qiudong.

After the safe base was stabilized, Researcher A found Song Chiyou.

He said, "Commander Song, life at the safe base is getting better now, and I have other things to do."

Upon hearing this, Song Chiyou looked up at him in confusion.

Song Chiyou thought he wanted to leave.

"Please sit down first."

Song Chiyou poured him a glass of water and placed it on the table in front of him, then asked, "Isn't it good to be here?"

When Researcher A heard this, he knew Song Chiyou had misunderstood him and quickly explained, "No, we're not leaving. Ever since the apocalypse broke out, we've been wanting to study the zombie virus. We want to see if we can develop a drug that can fight it. We want to use everything we've learned in our lives to end this apocalypse."

After listening, Song Chiyou stood up seriously and said to him, "I respect your choice."