Chapter Ninety-One: Enemies Meet
A hint of amazement appeared in Jin Qinjiu's eyes. He had been wondering why there was a child in a wheelchair in Mu Qingyu's group.
They initially thought it was just someone Mu Qingyu had saved on the road. They never imagined it was a psychic ability user.
Jin Qinjiu was able to recognize Mo Huaiyu's value; he was like a precise navigation map that could help you avoid many traps before danger arrived.
"Do we need to do something?" Jin Qinjiu asked Mu Qingyu, or perhaps he was talking to himself.
“Perhaps we can wait. If they can successfully break into the hospital from the hotel, does that mean we can also break out of the hospital?” Mu Qingyu seemed to be answering Jin Qinjiu’s question, but also seemed to be thinking.
“That’s not very realistic either.” Jing Chen suddenly interjected: “First, if we want to get to the outpatient building, we have to go back downstairs, then go through floors and corridors full of zombies, and enter the air-raid shelter you came from.”
"Secondly, even if we manage to break through, how far can we go? And where can we go? Are there any temporary places to take refuge outside?" Although the last sentence was a question, Jing Chen was certain that there were none.
If they had, the people in the hotel wouldn't have fled to the hospital, and Mu Qingyu and the others wouldn't have sought refuge there in the first place.
“That’s true. Although you can find cars outside, the roads out of the city are almost completely blocked by vehicles, and it’s difficult to travel with so many people.” Mu Qingyu nodded.
Leaving by helicopter was indeed the best option, as Mu Qingyu's village had a large area of abandoned farmland that could serve as a temporary helipad.
The main problem with the multiple trips was fuel, but Mu Qingyu had plenty of gasoline in her storage space. She knew that some helicopter models could run on gasoline, and if all else failed, there was always Mu Qingrong. Modifying the aircraft's engine should be feasible.
Mu Qingyu wasn't in a hurry because Han Yu said he could fly a helicopter. So, the helicopter was their last resort. At worst, there was always Mu Qingrong.
Mu Qingrong secretly told her last night that he had helicopter-related information on his tablet, and if all else failed, he could read from the book and even try to fly it.
The reason they didn't say it out loud was mainly because the composition of the people on the rooftop was just too complicated. Jing Chen and the others were in a better position, but as for Jin Qinjiu, he might not be able to completely suppress his subordinates.
The fact that those people secretly came to Mu Qingyu yesterday to demand the return of the supplies without Jin Qinjiu's knowledge is proof of this.
If someone can leave first, then who goes first will become the focus of the argument. Those left behind, it's hard to say what they'll be thinking.
It would be better to do as Han Yu said yesterday: if the situation becomes urgent, the five of them can steal the plane and run away.
During this lull, several more explosions were heard outside the hospital. Mo Huaiyu reported the situation outside again: "Their team has nearly thirty people, including seven people with superpowers."
"They used incendiary bombs to clear a path, and they should be able to get into the hospital's outpatient building soon. The outpatient building has not been breached by zombies, and there are no zombies there or in its underground air-raid shelter."
In other words, those idiots who were remnants of Cheng Xijun yesterday only opened the door to the inpatient department and did not go to the outpatient building.
Upon hearing Mo Huaiyu's words, a commotion arose in the crowd. Some people began to complain that since there were no zombies in the outpatient building and there was a safe underground air-raid shelter, why didn't they go there yesterday and instead came up to the rooftop?
Some people also complained about Mo Huaiyu, asking why he didn't tell everyone such important information yesterday, but only today.
The one who yelled the loudest among them was Jin Qinjiu's idiot cousin, Jin Lin.
"Brother, if all else fails, let's storm the outpatient building! There are underground air-raid shelters there too, aren't there?" Jin Lin said to Jin Qinjiu.
Jin Qinjiu was so exasperated by his cousin's stupidity that his veins bulged: "What's the difference between going to the underground air-raid shelter in the outpatient building and staying in the old one? Will there be any new supplies there? Will there be any water? Can you survive in there forever?!"
They came out because they wanted to leave. Even if they wanted to find a new shelter, it should be a place where they could see the sky, breathe fresh air, and have access to water! Not a dark underground place!
After Jin Qinjiu said that, those who were carried away calmed down a bit—indeed, what's the difference between the basement of the inpatient department and the basement of the outpatient building?
"Forget it, we still need to figure out how to fly the plane!" Jin Qinjiu scratched his head angrily. For the first time, he regretted protecting Mu Xiaoxiao all the way upstairs—if he had protected the pilot, the situation wouldn't be so embarrassing now.
The group, having no clue what to do, fell silent. Jin Qinjiu had originally planned to discuss a solution with Mu Qingyu, but now he was in no mood for it.
More than twenty minutes passed when Mo Huaiyu suddenly exclaimed "Eh!", attracting everyone's attention.
“They didn’t go to the basement…they went up to the rooftop.” Mo Huaiyu said, looking towards the rooftop of the outpatient building across the street.
The two rooftops are about fifty meters apart, with nothing connecting them.
Sure enough, not long after Mo Huaiyu finished speaking, the iron gate to the opposite balcony was pried open, and a group of people filed in.
The last person to come in was responsible for closing the iron gate, which was then secured with an iron bar.
Now, the people on the two rooftops can look at each other from afar.
Mo Huaiyu had previously said that there were more than 30 people in the opposing team when they came out, but now everyone counted and there were only 27 left.
The people on the other side went up to the rooftop and were clearly very surprised to see that this rooftop was also full of people.
The two groups looked at each other and fell silent.
Finally, Jin Qinjiu spoke first: "You came from the hotel in front of the hospital? Why did you suddenly leave? Was it overrun by zombies?"
Logically speaking, the conditions at the hotel should be better than those in the hospital's underground air-raid shelter.
"Someone has mutated, an internal staff member." With the internal situation in complete chaos, the only option left is to flee outwards.
Mu Qingyu recognized the person who came out to reply; it was none other than Huo Siyu, the simp!
She glanced at the two people talking, one Mu Xiaoxiao's ex and the other Mu Xiaoxiao's current boyfriend. How interesting.
"What about you guys? What's the situation? Where's Cheng Xijun?" Huo Siyu asked.
He had come all the way with Cheng Xijun, only separating at the hotel. In his eyes, Cheng Xijun's group was quite strong, but now he didn't see a single familiar face.
"Cheng Xijun is dead." Jin Qinjiu only answered this one sentence.
Mu Xiaoxiao had already found a corner to hide in. Seeing that the situation was complicated, she knew to hide and stay out of it.
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