Chapter 97 Action, officially begins

In an instant, Zhao Yunduo grabbed the pistol at his waist, quickly found the source of the sound, and aimed it at the man's head behind him.

The man was clearly not any of the two men just now, and he was not dirty. He was wearing a gray polo shirt and black sports pants. His clothes were considered neat even in the apocalypse.

He was about 22 years old, and looked at Zhao Yunduo with ill intentions, but when he saw the black muzzle of Zhao Yunduo's gun, he was instantly frightened.

The man's right hand left the gun hanging on his chest, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly, turning into nervousness. He raised his right hand and whispered to Zhao Yunduo, "Don't get excited, I just want to say hello to you, I don't mean any harm."

The man was riding an old-fashioned bicycle, and no one knew when he caught up with Zhao Yunduo.

"Who are you?" Zhao Yunduo slowed down the motorcycle and looked at the man sternly.

"My name is Sun Jiahu, and I'm from P City. I'm here to inspect the zombie tide under orders from above." The man had just seen Zhao Yunduo shooting at two people from a distance, and thought they were desperate criminals. Now that he was closer and saw Zhao Yunduo's clean and tidy clothes, he was filled with surprise. He thought that P City was the only safest place for humans to live.

"Which base are you from?" Sun Jiahu couldn't help but ask.

"P City?" Isn't P City the base that was prepared in advance before the end of the world and has extremely rich supplies?

Zhao Yunduo glanced at him and did not answer his question. Instead, he asked, "Where did the order come from? Who issued it?"

Could it be possible that Mr. K could give any orders directly to City P?

Unexpectedly, Sun Jiahu was so honest that he said directly: "He is the president of our base."

"Hiss—" Shen Linglan in another world took a breath of cool air, "This person's words are so official, it reminds me of the days when I was still an intern."

Zhao Yunduo has been in this world for a long time, but she has only heard of the base commander's words. This is the first time she has heard of the "President of the Base".

She looked Sun Jiahu up and down, and in her mind she complained with Shen Linglan, "It's really worthy of being a P City base where only the second generation of rich people and officials can live. And the president is here. It doesn't sound like a serious place."

Sun Jiahu saw that the hostility in Zhao Yunduo's eyes became less and more filled with something else. Although it looked like contempt, it also made him feel relieved. After all, Zhao Yunduo's movement with the gun just now was too fast and too scary.

He pedaled faster to catch up with Zhao Yunduo. "Are you also going to investigate the zombie tide? Do you have any information to share? I can exchange food for information."

Zhao Yunduo saw him unzip the small bag in his arms, revealing the compressed biscuits and dried pork inside. Zhao Yunduo took a look and then quickly zipped it up again.

"Did you meet those three guys just now?" Zhao Yunduo was very curious about why Sun Jiahu was not robbed by those three guys.

"Yes, but they didn't attack me. They told me that the zombie tide was not far from here, so I gave them a cookie - but I saw you kill them." The last sentence seemed to tell Zhao Yunduo that he knew her true face under the mask.

Zhao Yunduo raised her eyebrows. She had not yet removed the gun that was pointed at Sun Jiahu's head. She pulled the trigger and looked at Sun Jiahu provocatively, "Why, do you want to go with them?"

"Hey - no," Sun Jiahu raised his hands begging for mercy, then the front of the car swayed left and right out of control, and he quickly grabbed it, "I didn't mean any harm, I also know that it's hard outside now, I heard that some people even eat each other, I can understand your behavior just now -"

He wanted to show his goodwill, so he spoke for a long time in one breath. Zhao Yunduo didn't like to hear such nonsense, so he said indifferently, "Boring."

After saying that, Zhao Yunduo stepped on the accelerator and sped away, almost making Sun Jiahu eat a mouthful of black soil.

If Zhao Yunduo had not deliberately slowed down just now, even Sun Jiahu would not have been able to catch up with Zhao Yunduo on a mountain bike. Now that Zhao Yunduo has sped up, Sun Jiahu is even more out of reach.

In his heart, he blamed his aunt for not being good enough. If she was good enough, he wouldn't have been pushed out to investigate the zombie tide. In the past five years, he had hardly left the base many times. He didn't know how many zombies he had encountered along the way. Fortunately, he had a gun to easily kill the zombies, but what if he got closer to the zombie tide? He hoped that the people he met would tell him the intelligence so that he could turn around and return to the base to report.

Zhao Yunduo, who had already left him hundreds of meters behind, was worried about the situation ahead. Shen Linglan, who was watching the video, was closely following Sun Jiahu's movements, fearing that he would pick up the gun and shoot Zhao Yunduo.

"Isn't the P City base rich in supplies? Why did they send a fool out to investigate the situation?"

Zhao Yunduo muttered to himself. Shen Linglan on the other side thought for a moment and said, "No matter how abundant the supplies are, they will not last forever. Maybe they are almost finished and want to come out to share a piece of the pie."

However, what happened to P City was no longer of much concern to them. Soon, Sun Jiahu disappeared, and Zhao Yunduo was getting closer and closer to the zombie tide, and she never saw anyone again.

The motorcycle drove forward for more than twenty minutes, and groups of zombies, which were so numerous that the end of the group could not be seen, appeared in Zhao Yunduo's eyes.

She turned off her motorcycle. The dark mass of zombies had stained the originally blue sky with gray haze. The zombies' deep roars were like the sound of the wind echoing in the valley, sometimes sharp, sometimes dull, making people feel more and more creepy the closer they got.

"It was these monsters that nearly destroyed the world."

Zhao Yunduo looked at the increasingly dark ground beneath the zombies' feet. Above the zombies there was foul air coming out of their roars, like mist slowly rising from car exhaust.

Shen Linglan was also looking at the group of creepy zombies. It was as if there was a layer of filter, gray and hazy, and she felt depressing and terrifying at first glance.

Seeing the smoky sky again, Shen Linglan wrinkled her nose, jumped up from the bed in an instant, and ran downstairs in her slippers. She took out a pack of masks from the storage box, stuffed them into Zhao Yunduo's space, and said to Zhao Yunduo, "Baby, the air looks like it's toxic. Put on a mask quickly. This is the N95 that Sister Chen bought last time. It should be able to filter out a lot of bacteria in the polluted air."

Zhao Yunduo feels that she has become more and more of a "beautiful girl" after traveling to the end of the world. Shen Linglan always worries for her whenever she sees any danger, and she wishes she could put a space suit on her, or build a set of armor to protect her from head to toe.

However, the closer we got to the group of zombies, the stronger the stench in the air became, especially the stench of decay on the zombies.

After Zhao Yunduo put on the mask, he took out the stereo from the space and tied it to the back seat of the motorcycle. After tying it, Zhao Yunduo patted the stereo and made sure it was secure before letting Shen Linglan choose a song, "Baoer, choose a song that is the most grand and the most exciting!"

Shen Linglan thought for a moment and said, "Good luck!"

"The universe always says YES to you! Listening to good luck will bring you endless good luck!"

At Shen Linglan's strong request, Zhao Yunduo really played the song. After turning up the volume to the maximum, the zombie closest to here really turned its head and body towards Zhao Yunduo.

"I'm ready—"

Zhao Yunduo stepped on the accelerator of the motorcycle again, "The action officially begins!"