Chapter 74
Wen Bei withdrew his gaze from the corpse and looked at the girl again.
Although she was a little dirty, she still looked pretty, with no obvious deformed features. Her hair was short and messy pink, and there was something like pink scales under her right eye that was faintly visible in the sunlight. She was not very old, probably around sixteen at most.
This degree of distortion is usually only seen in ordinary people.
She was wearing too little just now, and Wen Bei didn't look at her out of courtesy. Only now did he notice that she didn't have a detection ring on her.
Ji Mingyuan said that the detection ring is a popular item and is generally available in registered safety zones.
Wen Bei asked directly: "Where is your test ring?"
The girl was stunned for a moment, her eyes very innocent: "What is that?"
You don’t even know about the detection ring?
Wen Bei: "Where are you from?"
The girl scratched her tangled hair and said, "He and I ran away from the same Yoshi Village. He said he wanted to take me away with him."
Due to their isolation, some small villages will also form self-contained safe zones in the early days of the apocalypse. Although most of them cannot last more than two years, it is not ruled out that some villages are lucky enough to have survived until now and have not been discovered and registered by the base.
Wen Bei had heard Ji Mingyuan talk about similar examples several times. Most of the people in these "safe zones" had no idea of the existence of the base, let alone seeking asylum. Some villages even thought that the whole world had been destroyed and they were the only ones left.
When Ji Mingyuan was on an outdoor mission, he went to register and manage these "safe zones" that were discovered later. He found that these places had one characteristic, that is, they hid some unknown secrets and most of them were xenophobic.
The safe zones that were discovered early on were very excited and happy when they learned that a base had been built outside and that they could get some emergency shelter as long as they registered at the base. Their desire to survive increased sharply and it was impossible for them to become xenophobic.
It was different in the later stages. The independent safe zones in the later stages could survive for such a long time without being discovered. They must have unique means of survival. These things made them afraid of contact with the outside world.
Therefore, not every safe zone is willing to be registered by the base.
If that's how the Yoshimura she was talking about came from, then that would explain why neither she nor the male corpse was wearing a detection ring.
The girl looked up at him. She seemed a little afraid of Qiu Tinge and preferred to speak to the seemingly gentle Wen Bei. Her voice was very soft: "Can I go with you?"
It is an inevitable instinct for social animals to seek out powerful beings within the species and follow them.
If we leave her here alone, she probably won't survive more than two days.
Wen Bei thought for a moment: "Well, but only you can follow us, he can't."
He pointed at the dead body.
The girl hesitated for a moment: "But he is my good friend. He even gave me his last bottle of water. He is a very kind person."
She said the last sentence in a very firm tone.
It is common to encounter a few mentally ill people in the apocalypse.
Wen Bei did not show any surprise. He just walked forward and took a closer look at the body. He was basically certain that he died of thirst. Next to the body was an empty mineral water bottle without a drop of water in it.
Even though Fang Huahua drank the last bottle of water, she looked thirsty for a long time. If she hadn't met them, she would probably have ended up like the male corpse.
He calmly retreated back to his original position and asked: "Why did your good friend take you away from Yoshimura?"
She shook her head slowly. "I don't know. He suddenly said last night that he wanted to play a game with me. He said it was called... running away."
As if she found it amusing, she smiled slightly.
Wen Bei: "Can I ask your name?"
Fang Huahua: "Call me Huahua."
Wen Bei readily introduced himself to himself and Qiu Ding: "Huahua, do you want to choose to go with us?"
He doesn't have a savior complex and respects other people's choices.
If Fang Huahua insisted on staying with this "friend", the most he could do was leave her some water and food.
Fang Huahua thought for a while, then she turned around and looked at her friend who had been silent and asked for his opinion in a low voice.
Naturally, it was ignored.
Fang Huahua showed a little disappointment on her face. She seemed to have lost touch with the concept of death and naively thought that her friend just ignored her.
So she turned around and looked at Wen Bei: "I want to go with you, can you be my new friend?"
After standing outside for a while, Wen Bei was a little wilted by the sun, and the blush on his originally fair face became more obvious, like a porcelain doll that would melt at any time. He agreed to Fang Huahua's naive words, and after making sure that she would catch up, he got back into the car.
Qiu Tin looked at him with some displeasure in his eyes, of course this emotion was directed at Fang Huahua.
Wei Ba had already thought about it and quickly and sensibly stuffed it into Wen Bei's arms.
The temperature in the car dropped a lot because of the cool air emitted by the tail. Wen Bei sighed comfortably, hugged the tail again, and let the tip of the tail rub against his soft face.
Fang Huahua got a new bottle of water while sitting in the back seat. She was so happy that she drank it in big gulps. She also took the bread handed to her by Wen Bei and did not seem to be disturbed at all by Qiu Tin's cold look at her.
The car continued to move forward. Qiu Ding drove with one hand while glancing sideways: "Can I have a drink?"
He was referring to the water that Wenbei now had on its hands.
Wen Bei had just finished drinking, and his lips were still moist and looked very kissable. He stopped twisting the bottle cap and handed the water to him again.
Qiu Tinge drank it all in one gulp, his face expressionless, but his tail twisted around excitedly in the young man's arms.
Wen Bei touched the exploded scales on the tail. The cool feel made him reluctant to let go in the scorching heat. It was like jade of extremely fine texture, but even harder.
For some reason, the road ahead collapsed, so they had to take a detour.
They stopped to rest once more. Qiu Ting looked at Fang Huahua, a hint of coldness flashing in his red eyes: "It would be too troublesome to let her stay."
After being alone on the road with Wen Bei for a few days, he couldn't help but want to strangle Fang Huahua with his tail when he saw her.
Qiu Tinge had never been a good person, and Wen Bei had no doubt that he was capable of such a thing. He rubbed his brows and subconsciously nodded the tip of his tail as if to appease him: "Be good."
The tone sounded like someone comforting a small pet at home, but the tall, aggressive man in front of him was obviously not a "small pet" at all.
What was strange was that with such a subtle movement, the man was like a large cat with its neck grabbed. He was dissatisfied but also quieted down, licking his paw pads and staring at his prey.
Fang Huahua was teasing a strange turtle nearby. There were strange patterns painted on its back, and its eyes had been gouged out for some reason. There were also scraps of unknown meat hanging from its mouth, making it look like it had just had a big meal.
Perhaps because of this, it did not attack Huahua immediately, but the thoughts of the filth were unpredictable, and it might suddenly attack and bite off Fang Huahua's fingers at any time.
Fang Huahua: "Why is there paint on the turtle's back?"
Wen Bei took a look and pulled her away: "This is a pet turtle from before the apocalypse. Some unscrupulous vendors would paint patterns on the turtle's back to attract customers."
It was just that this turtle was lucky enough to survive, and because of the deformation, it had not changed its shell for five years, and some of the pigment on it remained after being exposed to wind and sun.
Fang Huahua was thoughtful, with a look of pity in her eyes: "How pitiful."
After saying that, he started staring at a big flying butterfly.
Wen Bei: "That kind of butterfly will ride on your face and suck your blood."
Fang Huahua pouted.
In such hot weather, Wen Bei suddenly wanted to eat chilled watermelon.
He leaned against Qiu Ting and stroked his tail nonchalantly: "I should plant some watermelons in the back mountain."
Qiu Tincture: “Yeah.”
Wen Bei glanced at him and found it a little funny. "You should say that's not right. Watermelon is too juicy and can't fill you up. There's limited space in the back mountain, so why not plant more potatoes that are filling?"
Qiu Tinge lowered his head, a little puzzled: "You want to eat."
This reason is enough.
His heart skipped a beat. Wen Bei was silent for a moment, then stood up straight, as if he hadn't heard anything. "Let's go, keep driving. We've taken a detour and are going to waste time again."
Wen Bei was still thinking about how he would leave Fang Huahua alone in a safe area after dark and then go back to the hotel to rest. Unexpectedly, he didn't even have a chance to think about it. They suddenly encountered an obstacle - someone had put up a protective net on a small road ahead!
Due to the distortion of the surrounding trees, this road, which was originally a large highway, is now only wide enough for one car to pass through. However, even this small gap has been deliberately blocked.
This used to be a highway, and this fence looks like it has been specially reinforced. Judging from the scratches on the ground, it can be judged that it was definitely placed here recently to block the road.
Wenbei has heard that some car repair shops used to spread nails at their doors, and the scene now seems to be very similar to that.
Fang Huahua, who had been sitting quietly in the back seat, suddenly spoke up: "It's Yoshimura's brothers and sisters."
Wen Bei was stunned for a moment: "What?"
He knew that judging from the strength of Fang Huahua and the "friend" who died of thirst, they should have just walked out of Yoshimura not far away, but he didn't expect that they would run into each other by chance.
For a moment he couldn't figure out whether he was lucky or unlucky.
The only thing that was certain was that the other party didn't seem to have much good intentions, and Fang Huahua had just said words like "escape".
Wen Bei decided to temporarily consider his luck to be bad.
They had to stop the car. If they forced their way through, even the modified front end would be flattened.
As soon as the car stopped, a group of people rushed out from behind the tree trunks on both sides.
They were all dressed in rags, holding weapons in their hands, and were threatening: "Get out of the car!"
Fang Huahua shrank her neck and said, "My brothers and sisters are so fierce. Please don't get off the car."
Wen Bei looked at the blood stains on their weapons with a calm expression: "Ah, really?"
He winked at Qiu Ting, indicating that he could come any way he wanted.
Receiving the gaze, Qiu Ting slowly let go of the steering wheel. He slowly pushed open the car door, a murderous look flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his lips suddenly curled up.
The anger that had nowhere to vent found a source of release.
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