When they set off again, Zhao Xiaoxiu leaned on Zhao Gang's shoulder and whispered something in his ear.

Zhao Gang just smiled and didn't say anything.

There were many fewer people in the convoy today, but no one seemed to care.

After all, in a cataclysmic world, it's not unusual for one or two people to die.

Everyone just wanted to get to Taoyuan Base as soon as possible.

But accidents always happen unexpectedly.

The convoy encountered a fierce attack from a flock of mutated pigeons.

Zhao Gang immediately jumped out of the car with his cub in his arms.

Zhao Xiaoxiu was completely covered up and couldn't see anything. All she could hear were the sounds of collisions, explosions, and intense gunfire.

Once everything had calmed down, the father and daughter climbed out from under the green belt and saw the mutated pigeon corpses and car wreckage scattered all over the road. Their similar faces showed the same bewilderment.

Zhao Xiaoxiu: "Dad, it seems like we've been left behind."

Zhao Gang nodded: "Mm."

"So..." Zhao Xiaoxiu asked expressionlessly, "Why did you jump out of the car?"

Zhao Gang: "Yes, why is that?"

He forgot too.

Zhao Xiaoxiu: "......"

She told herself to be strong and optimistic. So what if she missed the group? It's not a big deal... Yeah, right!

Zhao Gang instantly realized that the cub was angry.

The little girl slid off the straps of his baby carrier, took long strides forward with her short legs.

He walked a long way, then suddenly stopped, took off his small backpack, and squatted down to fiddle with something.

Zhao Gang squatted down and looked closer; it turned out he was playing with a satellite phone.

"What is Kosode doing?"

A tentacle appeared in front of Zhao Xiaoxiu, its fleshy bud opening and swaying from side to side, looking ingratiating.

Zhao Xiaoxiu glanced at it.

Suddenly, a wicked thought crossed her mind, and she raised her little hand and slapped him across the face.

The entire fleshy appendage tilted, clearly stunned.

After a two-second pause, the eyes inside the fleshy bud widened instantly, all the sharp teeth bared, and it hissed at the cub in front of it with a "ha!" to express its anger.

As a result, he was once again mercilessly slapped flat on the ground by Zhao Gang's fan-like large hand!

tentacle:? ? ?