In this apocalyptic world, many people want to form small groups to unite against external threats.
At first, it was among relatives and friends.
Later, as they grew stronger, they became accomplices in wicked schemes.
There's also the group in front of us, where one uses and is used.
Shen Jing has fixed teammates in the game. They are ruthless and don't talk much. They are basically familiar with each other's temperaments.
Zhang San, a complete shut-in, once said that there was no need to practice teamwork with them; it was as if they had known each other for a long time. It was rare for someone who had driven his girlfriend away to say something so heartfelt, and everyone echoed his sentiments.
Actually, what Shen Jing was thinking at the time was...
If a team isn't strong enough, it can't be integrated into an invincible force.
Only victory can bring fleeting pleasure and tacit understanding.
She doesn't have many friends in real life.
A little overwhelmed by this overly familiar attitude, she quickly left with the words, "I know the way."
Then she rode away, leaving only the girl's sighs in her ears.
Shen Jing always chooses to ride her bike in the morning and evening.
In secluded spots with no other vehicles blocking the way, she would release her small campervan and speed off at breakneck speed. Daytime temperatures could reach over 50 degrees Celsius, and even in the evening, they could be 35 degrees Celsius or higher.
Therefore, Shen Jing usually rests in the RV during the day.
After a week, it's inevitable that it will get a bit darker.
Hesitantly, I tried a few sips of the spiritual spring water.
It was quite sweet, and then that was it.
[It can relieve fatigue, and you can continue cycling.]
"Isn't it possible to replenish mental energy in dreams? Is it possible for someone here to awaken supernatural abilities?"
That's the same thing, it's about replenishing energy.
How should I know? I came to this backward world out of nowhere, it's so frustrating.
"..."
Shen Jing didn't want to say anything more about the space she "knew nothing about".
The continuous high temperatures and water shortages have resulted in many more corpses lying dead on the roads. Some are already decomposing rapidly and smell terrible, but Shen Jing is more worried about a plague.
Although she wore a mask the whole time.
While cycling, I noticed many people starting to move to the side of the road to "reduce their load".
Sometimes, the things that get discarded are extra clothes and toys.
Sometimes it's people... the elderly, women, children.
But she couldn't say much about it, because kindness doesn't always bring good fortune; sometimes it can even lead to utter disaster.
She had been followed along the way.
Perhaps seeing that she was the only female rider on the road, and that she was well-equipped, they set their sights on her. There were many zombie vehicles on that stretch of road, and people "tacitly" chose to clear them out back-to-back.
But some people are just asking for trouble.
They insisted on taking advantage of this time when no one was paying attention.
They came up from behind stealthily, intending to ambush her!
But Shen Jing was much more experienced than when she first came out. Without saying a word, she used a stun gun to shut them up forever. It all happened in just a few seconds. By the time everyone reacted, the two men hadn't even been able to utter their last words.
And so, from that day on, no one ever came near her again.
It wasn't just fear of the stun gun in her hand, but also the feeling that the stun gun would eventually run out of power.
Instead, they felt that the girl was too ruthless and left no room for compromise!
Shen Jing was too lazy to pay attention to their thoughts.
We're just strangers who met by chance, and we don't even know if we'll ever see each other again.
A week has passed quickly.
According to the original plan, Shen Jing should have already arrived in Y City. But unexpectedly, along the way, she not only had to face sudden zombie attacks, but also ambushes by humans who were even more unpredictable than zombies.
It will now take at least a few days to arrive.
In some remote areas, some villages have been remarkably well-preserved.
If it weren't for the refugees she encountered along the way, she would almost have mistaken herself for a tourist. Unlike the village selling water she had met earlier, these places were all under official control.
Those who originally intended to rule the village, upon seeing the village entrance and the nearby timber warehouse, immediately obediently set off or sought help through normal channels. With limited manpower, their primary concern was the safety of the indigenous people.
It also serves as a deterrent to people on the road.
However, in sparsely populated areas, bad people generally let themselves go.
The end times are a blissful new world for them.
Whether day or night, screams always echoed in desolate places. And the perpetrators were not zombies, but living, breathing people—humans who, in name only, were beasts!
The task of collecting the bodies has been left to nature.
Because the government already lacked sufficient manpower to prevent the plague.
Moreover, the increasing number of corpses being discovered sometimes indicates attacks on staff.
With the Mid-Autumn Festival approaching, not only are many people fleeing on the roads, but many more are being suffocated by the smell of corpses.
There was no hint of reunion in the atmosphere; only suffocation and sorrow.
And the numbness that comes day after day.
The heatwave hit people on the road, and more and more people collapsed.
Even if it wasn't heatstroke, there was always hunger; some people even tried eating tree bark on the road.
The news previously said that after arriving in Y City, one could search for mushrooms all over the mountains and fields.
It's not raining now, but some lucky people have still managed to find it.
However, the whole family was bedridden the next day.
At first, everyone thought they had found something good, and they were being very secretive. When some curious people went up to ask, they wouldn't say anything. Until evening, a rich aroma wafted from the pot, and when some people tried to steal it, they were all chased away.
Afterwards, those who had been chased away secretly rejoiced.
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