After packing up all their belongings, everyone looked at the house with reluctance. After all, it was a place they had lived in for so many years, and now it was time to leave.
"Get in the car, you'll have another chance to come back."
Because there was so much stuff, even though Song Ziming was driving a large truck, it was still very crowded.
"When we get there, Ziqi, Ziyang, Ziying, I'll teach you how to drive first."
The three men were a little apprehensive: "Big brother, is driving difficult?"
"Now there are no traffic rules. As long as you know how to brake, accelerate, reverse, and turn, you'll be good to go. You'll get the hang of it after a couple of tries."
The three nodded in agreement; they definitely needed to learn, and they couldn't let their eldest brother do everything by himself.
Song Xia was no longer tied up. She sat in the cargo box with Song Zile, Song Zian, and Song Ziqing. Song Ziqing kept chattering, while Song Xia listened blankly, and occasionally encouraged Song Zile as he built new Lego patterns.
Song Zi'an lay on her lap, idly playing with Song Xia's fingers.
Song Xia's skin was still grayish-white, but Song Zi'an didn't mind or fear it at all.
"Aunt Song, your nails need trimming. I'll trim them for you when we get to our new home, okay?"
Song Xia opened her mouth, and Song Zi'an grinned: "Song Mama, if you don't say anything, I'll take that as your agreement."
They bumped along the way, encountering several waves of zombies, which Song Ziying dealt with most of them. She had recently awakened her special ability and was eager to familiarize herself with it, so she was always the first to rush to the front. If she couldn't handle a zombie, Song Ziming would take over.
After driving for most of the day, they finally arrived at their destination. This was a villa area that had just been built before the apocalypse, so there were no zombies here. However, when they started moving their things, they found that there were also survivors living here.
When the two men saw that they were a group of children, they exchanged a glance and then stepped forward.
"Hello." After they finished speaking, they carefully examined the things they were unloading from the car. "I didn't expect that you kids could collect so many supplies."
Song Ziming stepped forward to negotiate: "There are too many people, there's nothing we can do."
"Are you planning to stay here permanently?"
"Yes, please take care of me."
The two men laughed: "Taking care of things is no problem, but don't you have to pay some management fees?"
Song Ziming frowned, and Song Ziqi and Song Ziying also became nervous.
"Don't be afraid, we're not immoral people. We just cleared out the zombies here before, so you can't stay for free, can you?"
"Besides, with you here, there will be more people around. Who knows if the zombies will smell the place and come looking for us again?"
Song Ziming nodded: "Indeed."
He pulled half a bag of rice out of the truck: "Consider this a small token of our appreciation."
The two men refused, saying, "Kid, you think you can get rid of us with this little bit?"
Song Ziming's eyes sharpened. Inside the truck, Song Ziqing and Song Zian held onto Song Xia, preventing her from leaving. Although they didn't quite understand, they vaguely knew that they couldn't let everyone see Song's mother.
Song Ziming took out another bag: "Is this enough?"
"not enough."
Seeing that they were still not satisfied, Song Ziming simply put it back: "Want more? Impossible."
He unleashed his lightning power, and even his eyes seemed to turn purple. Song Ziying held a longsword, the blade of which was surrounded by a golden light.
The two people opposite them changed their expressions. They actually possessed the strongest attack power, lightning and metal elemental abilities. No wonder a group of children could survive for so long in the apocalypse and collect so many supplies. So that's how it is!
After revealing their superpowers, the two smiled sheepishly: "Misunderstanding, we misspoke. We meant this place is unclaimed, so we don't need to give you anything."
Song Ziming sneered, "Why didn't you say that earlier?"
He stared coldly at the two of them, as if he would attack if they dared to say another word.
The two avoided his gaze and fled in panic. Not long after, they heard the sound of a car starting up. They must have been afraid of his retaliation, so they immediately ran away.
"Mother Song, come down."
Song Xia was a little angry. Why didn't he let her come down earlier? He hated her, so why didn't he just kill her?
She was also very dissatisfied with her new home, and it was only after Song Ziqi took out some roasted wolf jerky that she was appeased.
"Aunt Song, we'll be done soon, please have something to eat."
But after taking one bite, Song Xia couldn't eat anymore, because even the youngest, Song Ziqing, was carrying things.
She jumped up and started carrying bags in, one on each side. Oh well, as long as the kids like this place, that's fine.
After a flurry of activity, everyone realized they were short of firewood. They couldn't do without firewood in the winter, especially with so many goods. They couldn't possibly bring all the firewood from the orphanage. Fortunately, there was an undeveloped area behind the villa complex, with an entire forest that they could utilize.
However, a large forest means there may be mutated animals and zombie animals inside, so after Song Ziming finished cutting down the wood, he began to reinforce the doors and windows.
They were busy until nightfall. Song Ziqi had already prepared a delicious meal, the most sumptuous they had eaten in a while, which included meat, vegetables, and mushrooms.
"We were lucky this time we went out; we found a lot of dried goods that others had left behind in the warehouse."
"Dried goods are great, very easy to preserve, and they even enhance the flavor. Brother, you're really capable."
"As long as you are all well, I'll do as much as I can."
However, Song Xia didn't like the smell of shiitake mushrooms and would cover her nose whenever she smelled it.
"If Aunt Song doesn't like it, she can eat meat. There's still plenty of meat!"
Song Xia nodded, and everyone was even more surprised. Song's mother had changed a lot; she could understand what they were saying.
"Brother, don't you think Song Mama's eyes have become a little clearer?"
"It's different from other zombies."
The other zombies had dull, lifeless eyes, but when Song Mama looked over, you could clearly tell who she was looking at.
"That's great. If things continue like this, Song Mama will eventually recover completely."
"However, before Mother Song recovers, we can't let the other survivors see her abnormality. I'll go out tomorrow to see if I can bring back some glasses, gloves, and hats."
After dinner, Song Zian actually found nail clippers to trim Song Xia's nails. Looking at Song Xia's straw-like hair, Song Ziqi asked Song Ziming to look for hair dye or a wig tomorrow.
Song Xia remained expressionless, letting them do as they pleased. Although she felt somewhat uncomfortable, she let them do as they pleased.
That night, everyone slept very peacefully, and the system Xiaoling was finally relieved.
Although Xiaxia is not fully awake yet, she has regained some consciousness and will not only stop attacking the cubs but will also protect them.
Is this instinct?
Xiao Ling sighed, realizing that he had made the right choice in selecting Xia Xia. He hoped that the adorable cubs would live well in this apocalypse and that the world would one day see a new lease on life.
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