Chapter 505 Replenishing Food
Two days have passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, the wind still did not awaken, and Han Shuo and his group had to slow their pace because they had run out of food.
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At this time, Li Shurou, Chen Hai, Xiao Zhao Laowu and their group were guarding the wind, stationed on the edge of a city.
Han Shuo then took the fat man outside to find food.
After so much time, there was nothing left to eat in the city, so the two had to carefully venture into the wilderness.
The map shows that there is a small river 10 kilometers away from the city. If they can catch some fish, they can definitely solve the problem of food shortage for everyone.
Both of them were extremely agile, and soon they rushed to the river.
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"Hey, not bad luck, there really is a fish!"
The river water was very clear, and the fat man, standing on the riverbank, could see fish swimming in it.
A look of joy appeared on Han Shuo's face.
"Let's do it!"
Without saying much, the two began catching fish.
Now, this operation is something they've become very skilled at.
In no time, half a large sack was filled with fish.
After the country's population decreased drastically, there were so many fish in the river that Han Shuo became more and more excited as he caught them, determined not to stop until he had filled the sack to the brim.
Sudden!
As he got up from the river, he caught a glimpse of the distant horizon out of the corner of his eye.
The next moment, he hurriedly shouted.
"Fatty! Quick, get hidden!"
The fat man understood; clearly, Han Shuo's anxious tone meant he had seen the swarm of corpse birds again.
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There was nothing around except the river. The two of them took a deep breath at the same time, held their breath, and dived into the water.
Han Shuo and the fat man didn't dare to move at all underwater.
The river wasn't very deep; it could conceal their aura, but it couldn't completely hide their figures.
Looking closely from above, because the river water is very clear, you can still see two people squatting in the river.
Time passed slowly, and soon the flock of corpse birds from afar flew over here.
This time, the number of corpse birds was even greater than during the rainstorm.
A dark mass, like a storm cloud, swept across the sky.
Han Shuo kept his head down, not daring to look up from the water, for fear that the slightest movement would attract the attention of the flock of corpse birds above.
Nevertheless, he could still feel the surrounding light dimming.
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"Thump, thump..."
The two were so nervous that they could almost hear their own heartbeats.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes.
Three minutes later, finally, the sunlight above shone back into the river.
The two breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the flock of corpse birds had flown over their heads and they had escaped death once again.
However, just to be on the safe side, Han Shuo and Fatty held their breath in the river for another two minutes before cautiously surfacing.
At this moment, it was faintly visible that the flock of corpse birds had gradually disappeared into the eastern horizon.
Now, the two of them are finally completely safe.
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"Whoosh~whoosh~whoosh~whoosh..."
The fat man, breathing heavily and with a flushed face, spoke.
"Oh my god, I almost suffocated! Huff... huff... huff..."
Han Shuo also experienced severe oxygen deficiency. It took him a while to recover before he could reply.
"Alright, it's a blessing in disguise that we weren't discovered!"
"How many waves of corpse birds have we encountered now? It's been happening far too frequently these past two days." The fat man still felt a little scared when he thought about it.
Han Shuo thought for a moment and then spoke.
"Including the time with the torrential rain, there have been six waves in total. This is the second wave today."
Upon hearing this, the fat man deflated like a punctured balloon, his face filled with dejection, and he sighed helplessly.
"well--."
"I mean, with so many ghouls flying towards the Zombie King, how terrifying will it be when they all gather together?"
"My goodness! Is he trying to kill us all? Not only can he control zombies and mutants, but he can also control flying creatures?"
"No, Han Shuo! Why don't we just dig our own graves right here? If this continues, we'll have no way to survive."
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The fat man's mouth was like a machine gun, and he started complaining non-stop again.
"Stop! Shut up and stop spreading negativity!"
Han Shuo sighed helplessly and quickly interrupted, then frowned before turning to offer a few words of comfort.
"Um……"
"Stop overthinking. We need to believe in our ability to survive. The Silver Hair Base is safe, and with the reconnaissance facilities set up around it, they'll definitely detect the zombie king's advance in advance."
At this point, Han Shuo pictured Feng's face in his mind, turned his head and gazed eastward, and continued speaking.
"Besides, with Feng injured like this, the Zombie King is definitely not in much better shape either. He will probably need to rest on the spot for a while."
"Oh, okay..."
The fat man responded dejectedly, stopped complaining, and continued catching fish.
The next moment, a large carp, over 30 centimeters long, jumped out of the water to breathe and actually plunged into the fat man's arms.
His dejection vanished instantly, and he proudly flaunted the large carp with both hands.
"Hahaha! Look, look! I'm the chosen one! No bait needed, and the big fish took the bait on its own!"
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Han Shuo smiled speechlessly and ignored the fat man.
He had noticed it long ago; the fat guy's emotions changed rapidly. He was listless just a moment ago, but a second later he switched to an excited state.
This face-swapping speed is unmatched...
He then continued catching fish, and the two of them expended considerable effort to finally fill the large sack completely.
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After securing the sack, the two dared not linger in the wilderness and began their return journey along the same route.
The fish we caught this time, if eaten sparingly, will be enough to feed them for many days.
If there are no major accidents on the road, they should no longer need to worry about food.
As for water, there's no need to worry. Every morning, Chen Hai and Li Shurou, the two logistics staff, collect dew for everyone. In addition, they occasionally come across a small river to store some water, which is more than enough.
And so, not long after, Han Shuo and Fatty returned safely to their encampment.
That evening, before nightfall, everyone lit a fire, grilled fish, and had a big meal.
Nowadays, corpse birds appear in the sky too frequently, and at night, they dare not light a single fire.
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Before we knew it, four days had passed in the blink of an eye.
During this time, Han Shuo and his group traveled at various times, sometimes rushing on their way and sometimes dodging the corpse birds in the sky. Finally, on the sixth day, they arrived at the silver-haired man's base.
Although they lost a lot of supplies on this trip, on the last day, Han Shuo hunted down a giant zombie again and got 20 drops of turbid liquid, which could be considered a small consolation prize.
However, for almost a week, Feng still didn't wake up.
His injury this time is somewhat different from previous ones; it seems to have truly damaged his very foundation...
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