Chapter 39

As Wen Xin and his friends entered the city's access gate, they could clearly see that there were fewer zombies on both sides of the road.

By the time we reached the checkpoint, there was no sign of zombies anywhere. There were only neatly dressed reconnaissance troops patrolling the passages and possible hiding places.

A little further away from them, Wen Xin saw a high wall.

The wall was surrounded by electric fences and spikes, and at regular intervals on the top of the wall there were men with guns standing guard, showing that the security was tight.

There were two passages under the wall, one in and one out, with long queues of people waiting in line.

The man with a crew cut turned on the indicator light and changed lanes, and then queued directly behind the vehicles entering the city.

He turned around and said to everyone, "We are almost safe now. At this speed, it will probably take another three hours. If you feel sleepy, you can take a nap now."

Perhaps it was the sense of security brought by arriving at a familiar place that caused everyone else in the car to involuntarily show their tiredness, relax their bodies and lean back in their seats.

The back seat was also quiet and peaceful; Wen Xin was helping Purple Squirrel pack his small bag.

Half an hour ago, the crew cut guy mentioned casually that the number of mutants has been increasing recently, and their destructive power is no less than that of the zombie virus, which spreads very quickly, so all bases are paying close attention to prevention.

Therefore, when a vehicle enters the city, in addition to checking whether the person is carrying the zombie virus, the vehicle will also be checked for mutants.

Upon hearing the news, the purple squirrel immediately became alert.

Unless you are a mutant like a chameleon who is naturally good at disguising yourself, or have a sufficient understanding of the object you want to mimic, it is actually very easy to expose some small problems when you mimic it.

For example, the scaled tree viper and the blue walrus cannot change their original color even if they mimic a cat.

From a normal person's perspective, it would be somewhat weird.

Now that the little fox is no longer there to help them tamper with outsiders' cognition, in order not to reveal their identity and avoid causing trouble for the human youth, the purple squirrel decided to leave a day early.

Braided rope, pre-woven knots, wet paper towels, cleaning agents...

Wen Xin packed these things for Zituanzi one by one.

He drooped his eyelashes and was about to say something when a beautiful little cloth bag was raised before his eyes.

It is about the size of a palm, with a warm apricot color on the outside, a colorful flower sewn in the middle, and fresh green leaves as embellishments.

Zituanzi raised his paw and looked at him expectantly: "Squeak."

Wen Xin was slightly stunned.

When he woke up from the town, he saw Zituanzi sewing this cloth bag.

Because I had only learned how to weave knots before and had never learned sewing, it was a bit difficult for me to weave the little dumplings.

Several times, Wen Xin saw Zituanzi violently tear apart a half-sewn cloth bag because of dissatisfaction, screaming angrily and smashing it to the side.

But within two seconds, the little ball would slowly walk over, pick it up, and continue weaving.

Wen Xin knew that Zituanzi had put in a lot of patience for this cloth bag, so he whispered, "Can you give me such an important thing?"

Zituan squeaked a few times, then patted Wenxin's clothes pocket.

Wen Xin understood and took out the souvenirs left by other Tuanzi from his pocket. Then he looked at the size of the cloth bag and found that it was just the right size to hold these souvenirs.

Seeing that Wen Xin discovered the wonderful use of the cloth bag, Zituanzi lifted it higher.

That impatient look seemed to be saying: It was originally woven for you.

Wen Xin opened his mouth, unable not to be moved.

But before his sadness could show up, the little squirrel suddenly jumped up and slapped him on the forehead with its paw.

Wen Xin was feeling upset, but this sudden attack immediately dispelled all the worries in her mind.

He covered his forehead with his hands, and before he could say anything, the purple squirrel's long tail rubbed the place where he was slapped.

Even though it knew it hadn't used much force, it was still afraid of hurting the young man.

His forehead was brushed by the soft fur, and when he met the little squirrel's serious gaze, his heart suddenly felt relieved.

He smiled and said, "Okay, I'm not sad."

Afterwards, Wen Xin put these souvenirs, including a tuft of hair that Zituanzi had temporarily pulled out, into a cloth bag and then put it safely back into his pocket.

Seeing this, Zituan couldn't help but jump into Wen Xin's arms, rubbing from his arm all the way to his thigh.

Wen Xin knew it was very happy, so he let it jump up and down beside him, and his eyes softened a lot.

After Zituanzi calmed down a bit, he held out his hand and said, "It's a deal. We will definitely meet again in the future. No one is allowed to regret it."

The purple squirrel responded and high-fived him: "Squeak!"

It’s a deal!

The vehicles in the queue were still anxiously waiting to be allowed to pass, and no one noticed that a car in the middle opened a small gap, and a small purple figure jumped out from it.

The small figure moved swiftly and at an extremely fast speed, using the crowded vehicles as cover. Soon, it disappeared on the straight road.

Wen Xin was slow to take his eyes off the rear window of the car.

It lasted so long that Xu Qiang next to him couldn't help but turn his head and look behind him: "What happened? You kept looking back."

Wen Xin shook his head.

Seeing that Xu Qiang and the others showed no surprise or wonder at the decrease in the number of dumplings, he naturally couldn't tell them what had just happened.

Wen Xin withdrew his gaze, reached into the cloth bag in his pocket, and felt the tactile sensations of various objects through the fabric.

After touching it for a while, he couldn't help but look at the black mass beside him.

Heituan didn't show any reaction to Zituanzi's departure. He lay on the seat next to Wenxin with his eyes closed, as if he was sleeping.

Wen Xin knew that Heituan was not asleep at all.

He didn't know if it was because he was leaving and didn't want to add to the sadness, but these dark groups rarely approached him and acted very indifferent.

But when he turned his head inadvertently, he could always see a small black ball either perched on a high place or standing at a corner, staring at him quietly.

Question: What strange habits does your cat have?

Answer: He always likes to hide in the corner and observe secretly, and even if he is discovered, he will pretend nothing happened.

Wen Xin called out tentatively: "Xiao Hei, are you awake?"

The black group did not respond.

But he couldn't help but lift the tip of his tail.

Wen Xin: “…”

Exactly the same.

He kept silent and stared at the black ball intently.

But no matter how long Wen Xin stared at it, the black mass remained motionless, like an emotionless stone.

Until the young man softened his voice and asked it a little aggrievedly: "You are leaving soon, why don't you let me stay close to you for a while?"

The black ball's tail twitched immediately.

The two sides stared at each other and lay down in silence.

After a while, Heituan couldn't stand the other party's increasingly heated gaze and slowly stood up.

Under the young man's expectant gaze, she slipped into his open arms.

Wen Xin immediately narrowed his eyes: "Xiao Hei is so nice."

The sound came right next to Heituan's ear.

It was gentle and clear, with a hint of a sly smile at the end, and it sprayed out along with the young man's hot breath.

Black Dumpling's ears moved rapidly as if they were burned. Realizing that something was wrong, he quickly lowered his head to cover it up.

Fortunately, the young man was immersed in the satisfaction of holding his cat again and did not notice the inconspicuous abnormality of Heituanzi.

A few hours passed quickly.

The inspection was slow at first because in addition to checking for any wounds left by zombies, they also had to check the identity information of people passing by.

When it was Wen Xin and his friends' turn to go through security check, the man with the crew cut happened to know one of the people. Both parties knew each other well, so this troublesome process was saved.

But without the little fox as cover, the black group's presence was inevitably a bit conspicuous.

Wen Xin was stopped with the black ball in his arms. No matter what was going through his mind at that moment, his face showed sufficient calmness.

“You can’t bring pets into town?”

The young man's brows were relaxed, and his pleasing face looked particularly gentle, which made the security personnel involuntarily think of their children at home.

His tone softened a bit, "That's not the case, but it's a routine checkup."

A routine check is to feel the cat all over to see if it has any wounds or visible signs of a mutation.

Wen Xin was with him throughout the whole process.

After the security officer confirmed that there was no problem, the heart that had risen to his throat finally settled down.

But at this moment, the security officer suddenly took out a knife and stabbed straight at the black group!

Wen Xin broke out in a cold sweat and reflexively grabbed his wrist, shouting, "What are you doing?!"

The security personnel expected the pet owner to behave aggressively, but they did not expect the young man to react so quickly.

The knife in his hand was pulled away, almost cutting himself, and he said wolfishly: "This is just part of the inspection. It won't hurt your cat. Calm down, calm down!"

The crew cut guy also noticed the commotion here and walked over with a serious look on his face: "What's going on?"

Fearing that this might cause misunderstanding, the security personnel quickly explained.

It turns out that with the zombies wreaking havoc, ordinary cats and dogs are rarely seen nowadays, and even fewer people are willing to bring their pets with them.

So much so that Wen Xin, who was holding the black ball, caught their attention at first sight.

According to the information they received, some very cunning mutants would disguise themselves as small animals and attack humans under the guise of a cute and harmless image.

Also, mutant disguises are generally not very stable and are easily affected by emotions such as fear.

So, they came up with a method to stimulate the mutants to appear.

The security officer said in a heavy tone: "We are sorry for this sudden incident, but for the safety of the entire city, we have to be cautious."

"Perhaps you don't know yet, but a particularly terrifying tiger mutant appeared near the First Base, and all the hundreds of survivors who hadn't had time to enter the city were killed."

His voice was a little shaky: "The mutant's methods were cruel. The victim was disemboweled, and not even a complete body was left."

Hearing this, everyone looked stern.

The performance of the black group was acceptable.

It lay on the table with an expressionless face, its eyes looking at a monkey.

The security officer, feeling inexplicably despised, rubbed his nose and said, "Your cat is quite courageous, hahahaha..."

As he said this, he couldn't help but look at Wen Xin a few more times.

When the young man got anxious just now, a threatening look flashed in his eyes, which reminded him of a big shot in the base and made him a little scared.

But the security personnel really couldn't remember who the big shot was.

Wen Xin held Hei Tuan in his arms, his mind full of the scene where the security personnel stabbed Tuanzi with a knife. His hands were still shaking.

When Hei Tuan looked at him worriedly, he quickly calmed down and patted Hei Tuan's head soothingly.

The man with the buzz cut waved his hand at the agitated Xu Qiang and asked, "Can you please help us contact Lieutenant Li Yongming?"

Upon hearing the name, the security officer stood up in awe and quickly said, "Please follow me."

Wen Xin, whose mood had just calmed down, was attracted by these words again.

After being away from home for so many years... am I finally going to meet Wen Jinfeng?

【Author’s words】

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