Chapter 476 A Chance Encounter
Over the next two days, Han Shuo spent time at the base getting used to the boost brought by Level 6.
During that time, he fought with the blond guy again, and the result was not much different from the last time.
The rest of the time, his practice partner changed to Fatty, a genetically engineered human who had completed the fourth evolution, who was quite durable as a punching bag.
Of course, he invited the fat man with good intentions, after all, it could help the fat man practice his ability to withstand blows.
These things will be very important for the overweight person in the future.
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Two days later, after Han Shuo had fully adjusted, he prepared to go out again.
He has decided to have others stationed here long-term, and they won't leave easily anytime soon.
The silver-haired base is not only secluded, but also has comprehensive facilities.
In today's environment, it's really not easy to find such a peaceful place.
Moreover, the silver-haired guy and the others had helped them quite a bit. First, they reforged a new Tang sword for themselves, and later they helped Li Shurou re-engrave a new turbid liquid purification instrument... and so on.
Having received so much kindness from the other party, it would be truly difficult for Han Shuo to leave now.
He has decided that his side will remain here to help the elderly whenever they need it.
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After dinner, Han Shuo and the others gathered in the living room to chat, and he spoke first.
"I'm leaving tomorrow. You all stay here and take good care of yourselves."
"Go, go, hurry up and go!"
The fat man waved his hand and said irritably.
These past two days have really worn him out. If Han Shuo continues to hunt alien species outside, I can finally have some peace and quiet for a few days.
Xiao Zhao turned to Han and asked, "Brother Han, are you going south again this time?"
"I'm not going."
Han Shuo spread the map out on the coffee table and continued speaking.
"In the past two weeks, I've practically circled the entire southern part of the base."
"Now it's almost certain that Brother Qingyu and the others aren't in this direction."
"I've decided to head north tomorrow morning to hunt down the alien species and see if I can find traces of Brother Qingyu and the others along the way."
At this moment, the fat man came over, glanced at the map, and asked a question.
"You've been staying in the south for the first half of the month, were you also investigating the Corpse-Tracing People? How's it going, any results?"
"What do you mean, 'corpse-taker'? People call him 'corpse-wearing person,' okay? You just like to give people random nicknames." Li Shurou teased from the side with a smile.
Han Shuo didn't pay attention to these details and started explaining to the fat man.
"It's strange, really. I didn't find the Corpse-Clad Organization along the way."
“Once, I even went to check out the small camp that had been wiped out. The man at the time probably wasn’t lying; the scene was indeed a complete mess.”
"So I went back to Len's stadium, and guess what?" He then left the audience in suspense.
The fat guy reacted the fastest, his big head popping over and his big eyes wide as he quickly chimed in.
"They were wiped out? Big White Fatty and his gang aren't completely dead, are they?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Shurou and Xiao Zhao turned their heads and looked at him with strange eyes. The words they were about to say were stuck in their throats.
Even Han Shuo sighed and patted his forehead, rolled his eyes at the fat man, and continued speaking.
"What do you mean 'wiped out'? Chief Lunn and we have a pretty good relationship. You should wish him well."
"They're perfectly fine, living the same carefree and comfortable life as before."
"oh."
The fat man gave a brief response, seemingly losing interest, and continued to cross his legs and recline on the sofa.
"Brother Han, if that's the case, then it means that after the Corpse-Clad Man appeared, he didn't choose to continue advancing."
"They haven't made a sound for the past two weeks, it's as if they suddenly disappeared?"
"Yes, I'm also very confused. I can't figure out what this evil organization is trying to do."
Han Shuo nodded, also pondering the question in his mind.
"Alright, alright. Since they haven't made any new moves, it means we're still safe here. Don't overthink it. I'll go pack your luggage for tomorrow morning."
Li Shurou waved her hand, got up and left the living room.
Afterwards, Han Shuo put away the map on the coffee table, and the three of them changed the subject.
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The next day, Cheng Shenghong and the others still did not return.
No one was too worried about it. Normally, they would be gone for more than a week each time they went out.
Cheng Shenghong and his group had only been gone for four or five days, so it was still a short time...
Early in the morning, Han Shuo packed his necessary supplies, drove his cool sports car, and left the base under everyone's watchful eyes.
He once again embarked on the perilous journey of hunting the alien species alone, but this time, he did not head south; instead, he shifted his target to the north.
He had not yet set foot in the northern part of this country...
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Along the way, Han Shuo traveled at a leisurely pace, killing any alien species he encountered!
In the span of two and a half years, without realizing it, he gradually grew from a slightly stronger ordinary human into a powerful figure.
At this point, a genetically evolved human at level 6 could truly roam freely across this land.
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One day at noon, as Han Shuo ventured further north, he finally made a discovery by the roadside after passing through a city.
He quickly parked his sports car to the side and walked over.
"Huh? There are tire tracks on this road. The sandstorm hasn't completely buried them yet. It looks like some survivors passed through here a day or two ago."
Han Shuo's interest was piqued, and he ran to the corner ahead to take another look.
Unwittingly, he noticed broken branches lying on the ground from the withered trees on both sides of the road, and numerous human footprints were also left on the ground.
Upon seeing this, the image of Qingyu unconsciously surfaced in his mind.
"There must have been quite a few survivors who passed through here. Could it really be Qingyu and his group?"
It's no wonder he thought that way, because in the current environment, almost all survivors in the wild stay in their own camps and rarely venture out on long journeys.
Only Qingyu would constantly seek out other survivor organizations and lead his main force forward in order to strengthen the human side's power.
Han Shuo then quickly returned to his sports car and drove after the tracks on the ground.
He didn't know why, but he had a strong intuition that the people who passed by here not long ago must have been Qingyu and his group.
However, four hours later, he realized that his intuition was wrong.
The slap in the face came suddenly and quickly.
As Han Shuo drove over a sloping hill, he suddenly discovered a dark, horde of corpses in a depression ahead.
The roar of the sports car attracted the attention of the zombies ahead.
One after another, pairs of murky yellow eyes instinctively turned over; there were at least tens of thousands of zombies here!
"Fuck you!"
Even the usually composed Han Shuo couldn't help but swear when he saw this.
The human footprints on the road earlier weren't left by Qingyu and his group. By sheer accident, he drove straight into the horde of zombies controlled by the Corpse-Clad Man.
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