Chapter 17
The paper and envelopes were found; it took a lot of effort to put them together.
Qianhui wrote very, very slowly, carefully considering each stroke for a long time, and not daring to use too much force, for fear of ruining it.
After managing to write a single line, he simply hid it inside a cabbage shell to avoid being seen by anyone.
The carnivorous plant lay on the backpack, its head serving as a table for Qianhui, while the money tree helped stir the mud whenever needed.
Among the plants, only the chili pepper could read; it hung on Qianhui's shoulder as she tilted her head to read the contents of the letter.
A small audience:
I miss you so much. Last time we parted, Xiao Zi and I came back too late and couldn't find you.
As she wrote this, Qian Hui lowered her eyes in disappointment and drew a small crying face with her mouth turned down at the end.
On the next line, continue writing: I want to see you; I'll be waiting for you under the crooked tree.
There is a large, crooked tree by the roadside nearby. Because of this landmark, the nearest base is also called the Crested Tree Base. Qianhui has seen it on the road sign.
As for the waiting time, Qian Hui hesitated for a moment, then didn't write it down, but added a separate sentence: "I will always miss you."
It was uncertain when the letter would reach Nan Tingjin, and he still had to search for the carrot.
Even if we couldn't meet at the agreed location, it's good that Nan Tingjin knows he's here.
She also told him that she hadn't intentionally lingered that night, that they had been apart for a few days, and that she missed him very much.
Finally, Qianhui wrote her signature at the end.
He checked twice to make sure everything was correct, then gently blew away the mud and shook off the loose residue.
Chili leaned closer to examine it. Qian Hui's handwriting was crooked and messy, like that of a beginner. Fortunately, there were probably no mistakes, and it was still legible.
His name was the only exception; the character "回" was simply drawn as two circles, and the radical above it was a mess.
"Huh?" Chili pointed to Qian Hui, indicating that he had written it wrong, and gestured as if to teach him.
Qian Hui shook her head: "No, it's a leaf... doesn't it look like one?"
He always wrote his name this way, and he felt it was special.
Chili took another closer look and then let out a very strained "woof".
Never mind, Nan Tingjin should know who wrote the letter.
Once you've written the contents of the letter, you also need to write on the envelope.
Qian Hui carefully packed the letter paper, wrote the four characters "Nan Ting Jin Shou" in large characters, and drew another character "Hui" in the corner.
By the time everything was finally finished, it was already afternoon.
Qianhui ate some bread to replenish her energy and also fed the plants around her.
When no one was around, Qianhui took out the cabbage shell and returned to the entrance of the base.
He looked around carefully, placed the letter inside, and then quickly left.
No one noticed Qian Hui's actions. In recent days, almost everyone in the safe zone has been preparing to defend against the zombie king and the horde of zombies, and often no one is guarding the base gate.
Furthermore, the location is relatively remote, not at a major intersection, and rarely visited by other people.
Around 6 p.m., someone rode a dilapidated bicycle to the empty base gate and opened the mailbox.
He was the postman responsible for receiving and delivering mail, and he was thinking of delivering another wave of mail as soon as possible before the zombie horde launched its attack.
After visiting several bases and bringing all the mail back, the postman began to check the addresses on each envelope and sort them by region.
When he saw the four large characters “南廷觐收” (Nan Ting Jin Shou), his hand trembled and he almost dropped it.
This, this is...
In this safe zone, everyone knows Nan Tingjin's identity. Although Black Ridge Mountain Base is different from other bases, and you have to take a detour to get there, and the leader isn't someone you can just see whenever you want, if someone wants to contact Nan Tingjin, they can indeed choose to write a letter.
But... no one has ever done that before.
The postman couldn't recognize who the sender was, and dared not move the letter, so he immediately took it and left.
Just then, Nam Tinh arrived at the inner circle of the safe zone, which was located at the Yuejin base not far away.
When the postman arrived at the base, after asking questions, he was led to a courtyard by the people at the base.
There were two of Nan Tingjin's subordinates at the gate of the courtyard, and the postman handed over the letter.
The subordinate examined the envelope, his brow furrowed: "What's this?"
“I don’t know, I just found it and sent it over immediately,” the postman said. “I don’t recognize the name on the signature, please pass it on to… Chief Nan.”
The subordinate agreed and waved the postman away.
The handwriting on the envelope looked a bit strange, unlike what one would expect from a normal mailing. If it were addressed to someone else, the subordinate would most likely open it to see what was going on.
But the recipient is Nan Tingjin. No matter what's inside, touching Nan Tingjin's things rashly might anger him.
So the subordinate went into the courtyard and came to Nan Tingjin's door: "Chief, there is a letter for you."
The door was open and not closed. Nan Tingjin stood by the window, looking down, and said, "Where did this letter come from?"
He raised his right hand and manipulated a lump of iron remotely.
The hard iron block twisted and deformed continuously, emitting bursts of heat.
"It was just delivered, and there's no sender information," the subordinate said, seeing that Nan Tingjin didn't seem to care at all. "Shall I take a look for you?"
Nan Tingjin remained silent and did not stop it.
The subordinate opened the envelope, and upon seeing its contents, his expression turned somewhat strange: "This..."
Nan Tingjin looked up: "What?"
The subordinate struggled to find the right words: "It might be...it's someone who's got nothing better to do...I'll throw this thing away right away."
Who on earth is so bold as to write such a letter to the leader of the Blackridge Mountain base...? Do they have a death wish?
Nan Tingjin had been in a bad mood these past few days, so his subordinates dared not show him the contents of the letter and were about to take it away to destroy it.
Nan Tingjin said, "Wait a moment."
He seemed to sense something and turned his gaze to the envelope in his subordinate's hand.
The envelope was addressed to "Nanting Jinshou" and there was a small, illegible character in the corner.
Nan Tingjin's gaze sharpened slightly as he stepped forward.
The subordinate realized that he wanted to read the letter, so he handed it over tremblingly, keeping his head down and not daring to breathe.
The superhuman's senses were sharp, and he quickly noticed the change in Nan Tingjin's breathing, causing the air pressure around him to instantly tighten.
The subordinate calmly took half a step back, waiting for Nan Tingjin's anger or outburst.
However, Nan Tingjin stared at the letter and coldly uttered only two words: "Get out."
The subordinate breathed a sigh of relief and immediately turned and left.
Nan Tingjin stood still, his lowered eyes revealing no emotion.
Not long after, the subordinate returned to the courtyard.
As I walked down the corridor, Nan Tingjin's door was still open, but he wasn't inside.
There's another back door on the side of the yard; he might have gone out alone for some reason.
The subordinate didn't think much of it and had already forgotten about the letter.
Given Nan Tingjin's status and position, it's no wonder that many people would try to attract his attention in various ways, hoping to gain his favor.
However, such a thing happened a long time ago. After truly witnessing how cold-blooded and cruel Nan Tingjin was, no one dared to have such thoughts again.
In short, that strange letter... was destined to be written in vain.
Meanwhile, Nan Tingjin stood under the crooked tree.
It was already dark, and no one was passing by. The intersection was empty and quiet.
Qianhui has not appeared since he arrived here.
Qian Hui shouldn't have been here either. The safe zone is full of superhumans, and the only entrance in the inner circle is guarded by soldiers. How did he manage to sneak in?
But that letter must have been written by Qian Hui.
Nan Tingjin removed the pinky ring and examined the engraved markings on it.
He didn't pay much attention when Qianhui wrote his name in his palm that day.
Looking at it now, the character "茴" in Qian Hui's signature in the letter is almost identical to the mark on her pinky ring.
He had carried this wooden ring with him for a long time, but he didn't know its origin.
Either Qian Hui did it on purpose, or she came up with a fake name for herself beforehand after seeing his ring.
Or...
After a long while, Nan Tingjin put the pinky ring back on and took out the energy detection device he carried with him.
The instrument pointer did not move, indicating that there were no hidden zombies or mutated plants within range.
But he received a letter; Qianhui must be somewhere within the safe zone.
Nan Tingjin left the tree and searched inch by inch along the path.
However, Qian Hui never imagined that the letter she wrote would be sent out and delivered to Nan Tingjin on the same day.
Moreover, with the team from the previous Benttree base returning, the area was full of people, and it was dark, so being alone outside would arouse suspicion and could easily lead to encountering patrol teams.
So Qianhui hid in a deserted corner and concealed herself inside a cabbage shell.
At dinner time, a bunch of plants surrounded Qianhui, waiting to be fed.
Just then, a patrol vehicle slowly drove by, and the plants immediately quieted down to avoid being heard munching on cookies.
Qianhui also subconsciously held her breath, listening to the sound of the car moving away, and broke off half a biscuit for Tudou.
Potato kept snapping away, and the car that had been there suddenly turned back along the same route, now traveling at a much faster speed.
Meanwhile, the people in the car picked up their pagers: "The eastern perimeter wall has been attacked by a super-grade alien plant, and we are on our way..."
These words came clearly, and Qianhui and the man-eating flower looked up together.
A top-grade exotic plant… Qian Hui felt a little uneasy: “Is it a radish?”
I had just seen a picture of Carrot during the day, and that night I heard news that it had attacked the safe zone.
The carnivorous plant moved closer, bit Qian Hui's sleeve and tugged at it, wanting to go over and take a look.
Qianhui was also worried, especially since Carrot seemed unwilling to meet with the man-eating flower. If it lost its whereabouts again, she didn't know when it would be found again.
Without further ado, Qianhui grabbed her backpack and opened the cabbage shell.
Potato quickly finished the last bite of the cookie and jumped into his pocket.
With all the plants in hand, Qianhui pulled up her hood and hurried off in the direction the patrol car had gone.
He stayed close to the wall, and when no one was around, the soft vines helped him move as fast as possible.
After walking for a short while, Qianhui came to a fork in the road and hesitated before stopping.
The eastern district is very large, and he doesn't know exactly where it is.
At that moment, the mimosa plant clinging to the cuff stirred.
It grew slightly larger, raised a leaf, and pointed in a direction for Qianhui.
Qian Hui was surprised: "You know where the radish is?"
The leaves of the mimosa plant twitch slightly to indicate that it understands.
Its combat power is extremely low, and apart from shrinking, it has almost no ability to protect itself. However, it is a high-level mutated plant, and its perception is beyond the imagination of ordinary creatures.
The person who drew the portrait of carrots during the day had either been attacked or had come into contact with someone who had been attacked, and thus left the scent of carrots on the paper.
The carrot was originally quite far away, so the mimosa couldn't smell it. Now that it's closer, its faint scent wafts from a certain direction.
Qianhui trusted the mimosa and immediately chose the direction it indicated.
On the other side, outside a wall in the eastern district.
Carrot leaps through the ruins, dodging ranged attacks from the superhumans inside the walls.
It is small in size and agile in movement; its shadow under the moonlight is so fast that it is difficult to catch.
Another large fireball came hurtling towards them, and Carrot dodged to the side, protecting the leaves above his head.
The fireball slammed into a tree behind them, and the broken trunk hurtled towards the carrot, which kicked it aside with force.
bother!
Carrot had no intention of raiding the safe zone at night. It didn't really like fighting with humans. At most, it would get itchy if it encountered them on the road, but it wouldn't try to attack places where humans lived.
It came here because it discovered the habitat of two high-level zombies, near the wall.
Carrot was eager to fight the zombies and forcibly woke them up. However, during the fight, he accidentally damaged the wall of the safe zone. The humans mistakenly thought that Carrot was going to attack the safe zone and were on high alert.
The two high-level zombies have now disappeared again, possibly summoned back by the Zombie King.
In short, Carrot is full of anger and is about to explode.
Seeing that the number of superhumans inside the wall seemed to be increasing again, Carrot sneered silently, "We must drive them out of the safe zone."
It slapped its forehead, and in an instant, hundreds of radish thorns split off, flying high into the wind and hurtling towards the wall.
——Go to hell! The worst that can happen is that we all perish together!
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