Because of the urgency of the matter, Jiang Ruan and the others left after a short rest.

Zaizai never got to see Jiang Ruan.

Along the post road, crows flew in flocks, and the few pedestrians seen were all in a hurry...

"Gu An, do you think there's anything wrong with this?" Jiang Ruan sat on the left side of the back row, staring out the window as if in a daze.

Gu An sat next to her and looked outside, his expression somewhat solemn.

"Of course there are problems. These people are all protecting something in their arms, which must be some precious treasure or something that is related to their lives."

"Really? I think so too. But in this sweltering heat, they really aren't hot wearing those thick cotton-padded coats."

It's the end of the world now, with three days of freezing cold and three days of scorching heat, and the temperature reaching nearly 60 degrees Celsius at its hottest.

Although it was morning, the temperature had already reached over forty degrees Celsius. In such hot weather, they had already seen several people wearing extremely thick cotton-padded coats walking back and forth.

"I think they probably put on their clothes in advance because they were afraid of getting cold. It's much better than suddenly getting cold and having no clothes to wear. After all, not everyone is so sensitive to the patterns of temperature changes."

Jiang Yan, sitting in the passenger seat, shared her opinion.

Jiang Ruan remained noncommittal; though she found it strange, she knew a little about the reason.

Most of these people are probably those bitten by zombies. The thick clothing can cover the bite wounds and prevent the cold wind from penetrating the body and catalyzing the spread of zombie toxins.

In the previous life, there was a group of people dressed in thick clothes, standing among the righteous crowd, shouting for Jiang Ruan and his people to hand over their food and shelter.

Use righteous principles to make them feel guilty, thereby achieving their goals.

They were already infected, but they stubbornly endured it because they believed the lobbying of an organization that keeping them wrapped in high-temperature packaging could delay the onset of the virus and thus eliminate it.

Absolutely wrong!

High temperatures can indeed provide temporary relief, but they are like a time bomb that, when it reaches a certain critical point, will turn you into a puppet without warning.

The resulting puppets are vicious, cold-blooded, and move swiftly, possessing the abilities of a level-two zombie.

The organization that orchestrated everything was none other than the Phantom.

Not long after the apocalypse began, Jiang Ruan was restricted in every way by the Phantom. Looking at her growth trajectory, which was completely different from her previous life, she was not uneasy.

It was a mix of excitement and relief.

In this life, no matter what, my purpose is to protect those around me and create a better living environment for them.

Therefore, the Phantom really needs to be accounted for.

"Ah Ruan, why are you lost in thought? We're here!" Gu An shook Jiang Ruan's arm, and when she didn't react, he almost leaned his face in.

"It's nothing. I was just wondering if it was just one person's package that got intercepted, or if it was a lot of people's packages."

Jiang Ruan got out of the car as she spoke.

A fairly handsome man dressed in a black robe ran over and immediately asked, "Are you the customer who lost the package?"

Jiang Ruan nodded.

Zhang Yang crossed his arms and looked the man up and down, realizing he wasn't the typical deliveryman he'd seen before, so he casually asked, "Are you the manager?"

The man looked up at Zhang Yang and said with a laugh, "I guess so. I've been doing this for five or six years now, so I'm considered an old hand."

"Oh, by the way, my name is Hu Lai." The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, as if he had remembered something interesting, but a faint sadness was revealed in his eyes.

"My parents... brought me into this world because of a moment of impulse and recklessness. Perhaps that's why they named me 'Reckless'."

These words are like a light feather, gently drifting in the air, yet carrying a heavy weight.

Behind that calm tone, countless untold stories and emotional turmoil seem to be hidden, which cannot help but move people.

"Hu, Hu Lai? Not bad, it's a good name to remember. Compared to fancy names, this one is much more interesting."

Zhang Yang said in a seemingly comforting tone.

"Hu Lai, my name is Jiang Ruan. These are my friends, they're all here to help pick up the packages. This is Gu An, my boyfriend. This is Zhang Yang, and this is Jiang Yan."

Jiang Ruan introduced her people one by one.

When Gu An heard the words "boyfriend," she was visibly moved, feeling as if she were floating on clouds, extremely happy.

"Hello, I'll take you there now. I'll tell you the precautions on the way. Please follow me. I have a dedicated delivery vehicle."

Hu Lai pointed to the warehouse next to the gate of the post station, where a medium-sized truck was parked.

"It's a huge one!" Zhang Yang exclaimed.

"For us couriers, small cars are useless. Only this kind is truly useful. Let's go now."

Hu Lai drove the car out and took the group to Dongzhou Wharf.

On the way!

"Actually, I didn't think you would come, because the city has been quite unsettled lately. Many monsters have appeared that eat people and harm them; it's terrifying."

Many businesses have closed down, and we in the courier industry are considering shutting down as well. However, professional ethics prevail, and it's precisely at times like these that we're needed to do something.

As Hu Lai drove, his tone, though tinged with complaint, revealed a strong sense of professional pride.

"Are we the first ones to contact you?" Jiang Ruan asked.

Hu Lai thought for a moment, and realized that someone had contacted him a few days ago, but they were not to say it, so it was best to pretend they never existed. "Yes, you are the first."

Remembering the threats from those people, Hu Lai lied.

"Is that so?" Jiang Ruan looked at the ever-changing scenery outside the window, her mind filled with thoughts.

"What's wrong? Do you also suspect he's lying?" Gu An asked quietly.

Jiang Ruan smiled, brushed a stray hair behind her ear, and said, "No, I'm sure he's lying!"

"hero?"

"Great minds think alike!"

Gu An and Jiang Ruan exchanged a knowing smile, their silence speaking volumes.

Hu Lai couldn't hear them talking, but she sensed something was wrong from their expressions and became extremely worried.

"Oh no, could they have found out? Honestly, I didn't say anything!"

He was afraid of the group of men in black; they were more frightening than zombies.

To avoid being exposed, he continued, "There's something I need to remind you of, it's very important, extremely important, because some people have died because they weren't paying attention."

Zhang Yang, who was closest, quickly asked, "What? Tell me quickly, I want to broaden my horizons."

Others also looked over.

Hu Lai cleared his throat and rubbed his Adam's apple before continuing, "As you all know, our domestic supplies were all looted the day after the monsters appeared, so we had no choice but to buy supplies from abroad."

But this would require higher fuel costs, and without reimbursement, we had to find another way.