Chapter Sixty-Eight: A Dilemma
Adhering to the principle of asking questions when in doubt, Mu Qingyu naturally asked Han Yu this question as well.
But from this point on, Han Yu simply smiled and remained silent.
"So mysterious, doesn't seem like a good person!" Mu Qingyu muttered to herself, but didn't ask any further questions.
The weather these days is strange. When it rains heavily, water floods everywhere, but as soon as the rain stops, the water recedes completely in just one day.
However, the once clean cement road surface is now covered with mud and sand swept up by the flood. There is all sorts of messy garbage on the road, and even corpses—it's hard to tell if they are human corpses or zombie corpses, but they look completely unrecognizable.
Han Yu rode her bike very steadily, and apart from dodging obstacles on the road, she didn't encounter any zombies along the way.
“After the heavy rain started, not many people left the city. The roads leading out of the city were almost blocked by broken-down cars. I guess the news slowly got back to the city. In short, after you and your brother left that day, no one else accidentally wandered into Hanjia Village,” Han Yu said.
Then he asked, "We're almost in the city, where should we go first?"
“I’ve looked at the city map. There’s a small shopping mall about 20 kilometers from here towards the city center. There are residential buildings nearby, so there’s also a primary school and a clinic. Let’s go to the shopping mall and you can go to the clinic to get your medicine,” Mu Qingyu replied.
“Are there residential buildings nearby? If there are people there, it’s very likely that someone will get there first,” Han Yu said.
“Not necessarily. Not everyone is an ambitious person,” Mu Qingyu said, implying that the ambitious person was Han Yu and Gu Jianye’s group. “A normal person would stay at home in this situation until supplies are exhausted.”
"The apocalypse has only been going on for a little over ten days, less than a month. Not everyone is sensitive enough to realize that the apocalypse is coming, and not everyone believes that the apocalypse really exists. They are still holding onto hope and waiting for rescue."
"That's why I've been so eager to get into the city. We can still find some supplies now, but the longer we wait, the lower the chances of finding anything," Mu Qingyu said.
"Alright, you're right, I'll listen to you anyway." Han Yu didn't mind Mu Qingyu's subtle dig at him and drove straight in the direction Mu Qingyu indicated.
Mu Qingrong rode steadily behind them, with Mo Huaiyu in tow.
However, the ideal was far from reality. After entering the city, the roads became significantly more difficult to navigate.
The city's roads are not wide, and at the beginning of the zombie outbreak, there was a surge of people leaving the city, leaving many cars abandoned on the roads.
Corpses were scattered around, and no one had cleaned them up, emitting a foul stench from time to time.
The heavy rains after the apocalypse washed up all sorts of random things, many of which got stuck between vehicles, creating natural roadblocks.
In addition, there were more zombies after entering the city. Besides those wandering on the streets, they would also suddenly pounce on people from some unknown corner from time to time.
Whenever this happens, Han Yu, Mu Qingyu, and Mu Qingrong have to get out of the car to clear out the zombies first.
After advancing another seven or eight kilometers, they unfortunately encountered a small horde of zombies, which numbered about thirty or forty.
Fortunately, the roadblocks also blocked the zombies' movements; otherwise, having finally spotted living people, they would have already pounced on them.
"We can't go any further. There are dozens of zombies, and the three of us can't handle them. Plus, there are roadblocks all ahead, so it's not realistic for us to drive through them," Han Yu said to Mu Qingyu.
"Change route!" Mu Qingyu said decisively. Then she turned to Mo Huaiyu behind her and said, "Xiao Mo, take a look and see which road we can take."
Returning empty-handed, they were naturally unwilling to give up. Mu Qingyu and her brother, along with Mo Huaiyu, were relatively fortunate, but Han Yu was without even food. They had no choice but to change their target.
In this kind of traffic condition, looking at a city map isn't very useful; it's better to ask Mo Huaiyu, this human-shaped map.
Mo Huaiyu was overjoyed to finally have a chance to use his abilities. He began using his powers to search the surrounding area.
“Go back two kilometers, turn right at the fork in the road. There are fewer zombies on that road, just a few here and there,” Mo Huaiyu said.
"Let's go!" Mu Qingyu made a decisive decision, and Han Yu immediately turned around as well.
Following Mo Huaiyu's directions, they searched for buildings that might contain supplies. Sure enough, there were fewer zombies and roadblocks along the way.
The reason is simple: this is not a necessary route out of the city, and it is located in a remote area.
There were no residential areas to be seen. The area had a botanical garden that occupied a large portion of the space. There was also a simple suburban hotel and a suburban hospital that looked quite nice.
"Sister, look, there's a hospital!" Mu Qingrong pointed to the hospital and said to Mu Qingyu. The fact that people from Building One and Building Five had come one after another to change their medications made him realize the importance of medicine in the post-apocalyptic world.
He had no idea that Mu Qingyu had swept up a warehouse full of medicine before the apocalypse, and that he himself had stockpiled quite a lot. So while he regretted not having stockpiled medicine, he was also unusually excited to see the hospital.
But Mu Qingyu frowned when she saw the hospital. She had originally planned to go to a clinic.
Although she knew hospitals had plenty of medicine and equipment, and especially that prescription drugs and antibiotics were readily available, everyone knew that hospitals were hotspots for zombies!
Before the apocalypse, hospitals were where the most people died. Patients in hospitals were physically weak and more likely to die in extreme cold. She never intended to go to a hospital.
Mu Qingyu hesitated.
"What's wrong, sis? Aren't we going in?" Mu Qingrong asked her sister, somewhat puzzled.
"Zombies! There are so many zombies inside!" Mo Huaiyu, standing behind Mu Qingrong, suddenly exclaimed, his face pale. For some reason, the sight of so many zombies made him extremely uncomfortable, and he immediately withdrew his mental energy.
“Leave, go somewhere else,” Mu Qingyu said, pointing to the road opposite the hospital. They now only had three directions to go—the hospital, the road opposite the hospital, and the road they came from.
"No!" Mo Huaiyu quickly intervened, "There's a horde of zombies over there too, and they're heading this way at an extremely fast speed." Upon detecting this, Mo Huaiyu's face paled even more.
"Then let's head back!" Mu Qingrong said urgently.
Before anyone else could speak, the sound of a motorcycle came from behind them. A familiar figure on the motorcycle shouted at them, "Hurry! The zombies behind us are catching up, there are hundreds!"
The person who arrived was Ji Qingqing, who had been following them all along.
Now, we're in a real dilemma!
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