Chapter 82 Red Iron Gate
It was not until six o'clock in the evening, when it was completely dark, that the situation of being followed all the way changed.
Vision is limited at night, and zombies are very active. The mutated zombies hiding in the dark to rest are no longer lazy and come out in full force.
Liu Yu looked at the night and decided not to continue taking the risk of searching for the missing shelter. He made a quick decision to spend the night outside.
Looking across this area, the roadside is lined with low-rise residential buildings of three or four stories high.
The exterior decoration is very old-fashioned, but the structure looks like the work of an older generation of craftsmen. It should be enough to hide for a night from zombies.
"We can't continue driving. Let's find a house to stay in first."
Liu Yu looked at the houses standing quietly on the roadside, and picked out the most inconspicuous one among a row of three-story buildings, but the one with the strongest door made of pure iron.
"Stop at the house with the red iron gate in front."
The people in the car, who were also on high alert, finally breathed a sigh of relief. Traveling in the dark was a challenge they did not want to try lightly.
Zhao Bohong stopped steadily in front of the house designated by Liu Yu. Xu Yang and Li Guangzong opened the car door and jumped out first. They used machetes to skillfully eliminate several ordinary zombies that were attracted around the car.
Then the rest of the people got out of the car quickly. Liu Yu put the car into the space. Xiao Huang adjusted his body size to the size of an adult Tibetan Mastiff and carried Lingbao on his back for protection.
The group stood back to back, holding flashlights against their chests and pistols, alert to their surroundings, gradually gathering the scattered zombies that wandered over and clearing them all out.
Liu Yu and Zhuang Moxing walked cautiously to the red door. The iron door was ajar, not closed, but there was no sign of damage by external force.
It looked like the original owner was packing up his things and leaving.
The flashlight quickly shone into the house, illuminating the interior.
What came into view was an ordinary decorated hall. All the usable items in the hall had been cleared out. It seemed that they were not the first survivors to come here.
The only large items left in the living room were the sofa, coffee table, and other large items. Even the sofa cushions and sofa covers had been taken away, leaving only a bare sofa.
However, this made it convenient for Liu Yu to detect dangers. He could take a quick glance inside and see everything, and immediately determine whether there was any danger.
After Liu Yu gave the signal, everyone entered the hall in order and divided into three teams to conduct a hazard inspection of the entire floor.
The flickering flashlight from upstairs shone down, and it was Xu Yang, Xu Wei and the others.
"Sister Yu is safe up there."
They checked the entire building thoroughly and found no zombies. They then locked all the windows and doors that could be closed before returning to the first floor.
Liu Yu took out everyone's backpacks and luggage from the space car. Everyone took their bag and found a seat to sit down.
"We'll sleep in this hall tonight. Everyone will take turns keeping watch. If anything happens, we'll give you an advance warning. We'll set out as soon as the sun comes up tomorrow."
"Okay!" everyone said in unison.
Then Liu Yu distributed a sleeping bag to each person, which could be used as a cushion or a cover.
The weather in the end times is unpredictable. Even when the sun was out at noon, their clothes were covered in sweat, but as soon as the sun went down, a cold wind started to blow.
If there were no house blocking the way, the wind would blow into people's necks and make their spines cold.
Liu Yu left a powerful flashlight in the middle of the coffee table to serve as an indoor light source. Seeing this, others turned off their flashlights and put them in their backpacks.
Nowadays, resources should be used as little as possible, so everyone should save as much as possible.
It was already past the usual dinner time for southerners, and everyone was feeling a bit uneasy. But due to their previous nervous alertness, they ignored the hunger discomfort.
Only when I relaxed at this time did I feel the cold and churning discomfort in my stomach.
Li Guangzong took out the dry and hard flatbread he had packed last night from his bag and took a stealthy bite. Although it was dry, at this time, when one was extremely hungry, anything tasted delicious!
Liu Yu took Lingbao off Xiao Huang and received the usual sneers of dissatisfaction. She decisively ignored them and sat down next to Zhuang Moxing again.
While putting away his backpack, he glanced at everyone sitting in the hall. He naturally saw through everyone's fatigue during the day. With a smile in his eyes, he waved his hand on the coffee table in front of him.
Four pots of steaming hot food were immediately placed on the table, and the hall was filled with the mouth-watering aroma of rice and coriander.
Li Guangzong's jaw suddenly opened wide, and the biscuit he had just chewed fell onto his legs with a rustling sound.
He hurriedly picked it up and stuffed it back into his mouth, not wanting to waste food, so he swallowed it dry with his saliva. Then he quickly crawled to the coffee table using both hands and feet, staring at the table full of food with his eyes flashing.
One meat dish, one vegetable dish, one soup and one rice.
Beef brisket stewed with chestnuts, lettuce with oyster sauce, white radish and pork rib soup, and crystal clear and plump white rice.
The availability of such dishes on the road of escape in the end times made even Yang Wenxian, a man of Yang Wenxian's age, unable to remain reserved. He had been hungry for a long time, and no matter how much manners he had, he could not hold back, and he could not help but walk towards it.
"Sister Yu, I thought your space could only delay food from expiring, but it can actually keep food warm! It's piping hot!"
Li Guangzong's eyes were blurred and he was attracted by the food on the table. He couldn't help but stretch out his hand to touch the food in front of him to see if it was real.
But before my hand even touched the food, I was hit on the back of my hand by five different hands.
"Ouch—hand!"
The five layers of overlapping attacks made Li Guangzong jump high in an instant.
"Okay, come and eat now, before it gets cold."
The bowls and chopsticks made of platycodon were distributed. Everyone appeared calm on the surface, but they were very quick in serving rice and picking up dishes.
Several pairs of chopsticks were flying in the air, but they did not fight. There was order in the chaos, and stability in the process, so that not a single grain of rice was wasted.
Xiao Huang also got his own bowl of braised pig's trotters and some vegetable snacks. He buried his big golden head in the bowl and ate while slurping loudly.
They quickly finished most of their meal and were about to finish it off with some soup when there was a crisp knock on the door.
"Is anyone inside?"
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