Chapter 238 She Has a Plan!
The first batch of several hundred survivors were successfully returned to the base.
Fu Jinxing personally arranged for personnel to receive, settle, and conduct preliminary investigations.
He thought Josie would come back with the team, but he didn't see her.
"Xixi hasn't come back?"
"No, Xie Jue and his men are protecting her in Chuncheng. After we deliver her, we will join them to continue searching for survivors."
Fu Jinxing frowned and nodded, "Be careful out there, and protect her well. Come back as soon as possible!"
"Okay, Professor Fu."
Fu Jinxing watched the superhumans leave again, thinking that Xixi would come back at least once or twice along the way.
Unexpectedly, two months passed in the blink of an eye, and Josie's team, like a stream flowing into the ocean, sent back regular signals of safety and sporadic progress reports, but with no end in sight.
Fu Jinxing stood alone by the laboratory window, the cool moonlight shining on him and outlining his slightly thin figure.
He adjusted his glasses, frowned slightly as he gazed at the pitch-black wilderness outside the window, and muttered to himself, "Xixi, is it really that fun out there? Aren't you coming back..."
********
Meanwhile, Josie, whom Professor Fu was thinking about, was hundreds of kilometers away.
Her search plan did not go as smoothly as expected, and more importantly, her morning sickness symptoms became increasingly pronounced over the past two months.
The post-apocalyptic environment was harsh, with the air often filled with the stench of decay, blood, and various indescribable nauseating smells, all of which challenged her sensitive sense of smell and stomach.
It became the norm for her to vomit three or four times a day, and her complexion gradually lost its rosy hue.
"Sister, you're not feeling well, we can't continue."
Xie Jue's observation skills were extremely sharp. He stood in front of Qiao Xi and said with unprecedented determination, "You must go back to the base to recuperate."
He already had a vague suspicion that his sister was likely pregnant.
This realization stirred up a complex and indescribable feeling in him, which was not entirely joyful.
Josie calculated the time; the extreme heat would arrive in about two months.
The search should indeed come to an end, and it's time to gradually return to normalcy.
“Alright,” she said, unfolding the map and pointing to a place marked with a huge urban area in the north, “we’ll go to the last city, how about Seoul? It’s a metropolis in the north with a population of over ten million, so the number of survivors should be quite considerable. This is our last stop on this trip. Let’s bring as many people as possible out, and then we’ll go home.”
Her gaze swept across the other vast areas on the map, and she sighed softly in her heart.
Every city must have people struggling to survive, but her abilities are limited, and this is all she can do.
We can only pray that those humans we've never met are lucky enough to survive the harsh season to come.
After another three days of trekking, Qiao Xi and Xie Jue's team arrived at the outskirts of Seoul.
This once-great metropolis is now nothing but the ruins of steel and concrete, its silence exuding a suffocating stillness and oppressive atmosphere.
The outpost sent out brought back less than optimistic news: "The zombie density inside is extremely high, and they seem to be quite evolved as well. With our small force, it would be too difficult and risky to penetrate deep into the city to search for and bring out a large number of ordinary people."
Josie frowned, paced back and forth for a full five minutes, and then made a bold decision.
"Since it's difficult to get in, let's lure them out."
"Lure them out? Seoul is so big, there are probably millions of zombies. How long would it take to lure them out?" a team member questioned.
“Yes, this will be a long battle,” Josie admitted, “but this is the last stop, and it’s worth the extra time. Our goal is to rescue as many people as possible. Clearing a relatively safe passage is essential.”
"Then I'll lead a team to lure them out!" one of the superhumans volunteered.
“Wait, no rush,” Josie waved her hand to stop them. “You guys spread out first and carefully scout the terrain on the edge of the city to find a few suitable luring points and evacuation routes. We need to do this from multiple directions at the same time, like clearing pipes, diverting the zombies out in batches.”
"good,"
After discussing their options, the superhumans decided to act quickly.
Knowing her own physical condition, Josie didn't intend to cause any trouble; she only planned to go to the window to observe the situation.
But Xie Jue stopped her as soon as she moved, saying, "Sister, you can't go."
Josie touched her slightly protruding belly. "Well, this time I won't try to be a hero and hold you back. I'll just wait for you here."
Xie Jue breathed a sigh of relief and sent two third-tier ability users to protect him here.
The rest of the people were taken away by him to divert the zombies.
After careful exploration, the team split into five groups and chose different entrances and directions.
They carefully lured the zombie hordes out of the city in batches by making loud noises and using bloody bait.
This process is tedious and dangerous, like dancing on a knife's edge.
It took them three whole days to finally clear out most of the zombies from the outskirts of Seoul and the main passageways.
The city's outskirts, which had been filled with the howling of zombies, finally became empty and quiet, and one could even hear the whistling of the wind passing through the dilapidated buildings.
When they stepped back into the streets of Seoul and saw the empty and desolate scene, the team members were at a loss as to where to begin.
“Miss Qiao, this city is too big…where could the survivors be hiding?” The team members were at a loss.
The survivors who have made it this far must have an exceptional ability to hide.
"We need to think of a way to get them to come out on their own," Josie said thoughtfully.
Her eyes darted around, and she had an idea.
She turned to the space-age ability user in the group and said, "Take out those white steamed buns that I asked you to store in your space."
The space-age ability user hesitated for a moment, then immediately complied.
With a wave of his hand, bags of plump, white steamed buns, exuding the aroma of wheat, appeared on the open ground, piling up into a small mountain!
Josie then asked him to bring out a clean folding table, where he neatly arranged the mouthwatering steamed buns.
Against the backdrop of this desolate and hopeless ruin, the table of white steamed buns radiates an almost sacred light, exuding an irresistible allure.
"Will they come out?" one team member wondered.
Survivors are extremely vigilant.
Josie smiled, a hint of certainty and cunning in her eyes: "It's alright. For people starving to the extreme, this temptation is enough to outweigh their fear of danger. They might not dare to rush out immediately, but they will definitely be unable to resist getting closer to observe. We just need to wait patiently, like waiting for them to run into our trap."
Sure enough, the disappearance of the large-scale zombie horde and the sudden appearance of this "feast" were like a boulder thrown into a still lake, deeply agitating the survivors hidden in every corner of the city.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
