Chapter 52
Lina knew she was dreaming, like looking at flowers through a fog. There was a lively crowd, a couple holding her hand affectionately, and everyone looking at her kindly.
"Go on, baby, and remember to scatter the petals beautifully."
Lina felt a gentle push on her back. She stood blankly on the red carpet as soft music played around her.
"Hurry up, baby, shower me with confetti, shower me with flowers—"
Lina looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man whose face she couldn't see anxiously gesturing to her with his hands and feet. Lina looked down and saw that a basket had appeared in her hand at some point.
"Hurry up, baby—"
Lina reached into the basket, and red and white rose petals fell in abundance. When Lina reached out to grab them again, the petals turned into wet, fresh blood.
"Heh—" Lina sat up abruptly, looking around in shock.
Mohr glanced at Lina. "Had a nightmare?" He leaned against the window, the sunlight shining on him, making him look exceptionally languid.
“No, seeing you is the nightmare,” Lina blurted out without thinking.
Moore rolled his eyes; there was no point in asking any more questions.
A moment later, Beth also woke up with a groan. She sat up in alarm, but was relieved when she saw Moore and Lina.
"How could you..." Beth was a little confused. Her memory was still stuck on being hit by a car, being dragged into the car in a daze, and Daryl's shouts.
Daryl!
“Have you seen Daryl?” Beth grabbed Lina. “We went back to look for you, but we couldn’t find you…” Beth winced and pulled her hand back, only to find that her arm was strapped to a wooden board.
“Your arm is broken. Be careful, don’t move around. We didn’t see Daryl; we rescued you from a car,” Lina said. “Do you have a headache? Are you dizzy? Feeling nauseous?”
Beth shook her head. "It's just my arm that hurts."
"That's good. What about the rest of your body?" Lina was relieved.
“No, it’s all right,” Beth said. “We have to find Daryl. We’re in a cemetery and we’ve encountered a lot of walkers. Daryl told me to run ahead.” Beth was a little worried.
"Don't worry, he'll be fine," Lina breathed a sigh of relief, as things were almost exactly as they were in the plot. As long as nothing major went wrong, Daryl would be alright.
"Have you seen my dad and Maggie?" Beth asked cautiously, afraid of receiving bad news, but...
“Herschel, Talsey, and the children are all together, at least they were alright when they were escaping from prison,” Lina said. “Maggie must be fine, she’s definitely with Glenn.”
She remembered Glenn's unfortunate awakening, lying in a prison full of walkers.
Lina was a bit luckier than him; as soon as she opened her eyes, Moore settled her in a room.
"Will everything really be alright?" Beth was saddened; she was losing hope.
“Of course,” Lina said, though she wasn’t entirely sure herself. She hadn’t dared to tell Besherschel about being shot. “Once you’ve rested, we’ll go to the final stop. Everyone will definitely go there,” Lina reassured her.
“Then what are we waiting for? Let’s go now.” Beth said, getting out of bed and standing up.
“You need to rest,” Lina said, pulling Beth back.
“No, I’m fine. Resting won’t make a difference. We can’t let my arm get better right away,” Beth insisted, looking at Lina. “We should go find someone now, right now.”
Moore, watching from a distance, rolled his eyes. It was like he was shortening his lifespan by running into these two bastards.
For the first time, Moore wanted to beg God to spare him.
Lena and Beth faced off, and Moore found it amusing. When Lena was acting out of her mind, she would insist on making the most dangerous decisions, but when she was with other people, she seemed to become normal and knew what a normal person should do.
That's ridiculous.
"Let's go, if we leave now we might get there tomorrow." Moore was too lazy to play peacemaker; as long as Lina was unhappy, he was happy.
"How could you do something so reckless?!" Lina glared angrily at Mor. Didn't she say things like she was going to kill her when she was trying to control her? How come she's being so irresponsible now?
"Heh," Moore felt a surge of satisfaction looking at the angry Lina. He whistled happily, opened the door, and went downstairs.
Beth looked bewildered, but since she could walk anyway, she followed.
Seeing the two people walk away without looking back, Lina angrily stood up and chased after them. After running a few steps, Lina stopped, clenched her fist, and seemed to have almost recovered.
Although Moore had been trying to find some means of transportation along the way, Lina's bad luck seemed to be contagious; without a car, she couldn't even make do with a bicycle.
The three of them could only keep walking along the road. Lina and Moore could still keep going, but when Lina saw Beth, she couldn't help but worry.
“Don’t worry, I’m really fine,” Beth said gently, a smile playing on her lips. “Don’t underestimate me.”
"Okay, tell me if you get tired, I can carry you," Lina said worriedly.
"It's okay, my arm hurts so much I don't want to stop anyway, stopping will only make it hurt more," Beth said helplessly, looking at her sling arm.
That's true. Although Lina can't remember what it felt like to break a bone, she spent most of her time in bed unconscious. By the time she could stay awake for long periods, she had already passed the painful bone healing period. At most, she could only feel her bones itching, but that was still uncomfortable enough.
While observing his surroundings, Moore listened to the two talking, feeling a bit bored. Tsk, they're just two little kids.
That's true, what kids love to say most is, "Don't underestimate me!"
Moore mimicked the strange sounds in his mind, and then laughed as he thought about it.
Lina lowered her voice and said to Beth, "His face looks like a chrysanthemum when he laughs."
Beth chuckled, finding it increasingly difficult to look at Moore's face.
“Wow, someone walked by here not long ago,” Moore said, crouching down to pick up a chocolate bar wrapper.
"Then we should hurry up." Lina leaned over for a look; it must have been thrown by Karl and the others.
Nadaril should be ahead as well.
“It’s not that simple,” Moore said, throwing down the plastic bag and standing up. “Honestly, if only the car could still run yesterday, it’s all your fault.”
"Hmph," Lina glanced at Beth without saying a word. Trading a car for Beth's life is a super deal, isn't it?
“Let’s go, let’s go take a look over there,” Moore glanced at the map and changed direction.
"Are you sure you didn't lead me astray?" Lina looked at Moore suspiciously.
"Do you think I'm like you?" Moore picked up the map and slammed it on Lina's head. "You're so stupid."
Lina stormed over to Beth and made a face at Mor.
The journey was tedious, and although they were lucky enough not to encounter any zombies, it was still quite boring.
It was almost noon when Moore led them around to a shop that was already empty, but Moore went inside, rummaged around, and pulled out a bag of candy.
Better than nothing, the three of them shared the small bag of candy and the canned food that Moore had found yesterday. After resting for a while, they continued on their way.
A short while later, they arrived at a place that looked like a garage. Moore frowned and looked around. He saw a fresh corpse with an arrow stuck in it at the bottom of the steps.
Moore looked at them with some confusion. This wasn't Daryl's group, so the group he saw that night must have been the same one. If he continued forward, he might run into them. Moore hesitated.
Lina and Beth are still inside looking for a car they can drive in.
“There’s no oil,” Lina called out to Moore from afar.
Moore did have one. He took off his backpack, took out the bucket inside, found a car, poured oil into it, and the car started successfully.
"Whoa!" Lina cheered and ran to the driver's seat.
"Get out of the car!" Moore's forehead twitched, a sudden sense of fear creeping into his heart. He hadn't forgotten the car Glenn had driven last time! These Asians driving? Forget it!
"No, I don't want to be your navigator anymore," Lina said, gripping the steering wheel tightly and looking at Moore warily, as if afraid he would pull her off the wheel.
Beth quietly sat in the back seat, then tightened the seatbelt with one hand and fastened it securely; she resigned herself to her fate.
Moor glared at Lina for a long time, but when he thought about how Lina looked at the map, he gave in.
This time he learned his lesson and fastened his seatbelt as soon as he got in the car.
Lina watched with satisfaction as her passengers fastened their seatbelts. Road safety is paramount! These foreigners never wear seatbelts; they've finally learned their lesson.
Lina floored the gas pedal and sped off. Beth's pupils dilated in shock, and she used her good hand to tighten her grip on the handle above her head.
Moor was caught off guard by the sudden push and was completely flustered. He gripped the seat tightly with both hands and quickly realized what was happening. Luckily, no one was paying attention to him. Moor casually picked up the map and started looking at it.
Some people can't be good navigators, but they can't necessarily be good drivers either.
"I already told you, you have to turn off that road!" Moore looked at Lina, who had rushed over again, and was so angry that he wanted to twist her head off.
"Couldn't you have told me beforehand? I'd already driven there before you told me!" Lina shouted at Moore as she sped off.
"I told you to turn when you were ten meters away from that road!" In the world of comics, Moore would be at a crossroads right now, but this is reality, so all that's on Moore's head are bulging veins.
"Only ten meters? I'd be gone by the time you finished talking. Stop dawdling and dawdling. Do you need your reading glasses?" Lina cursed and jerked the steering wheel, making the car float. She then abruptly turned the car around and drove back.
Beth sat in the back seat in a daze; one of the things she regretted most in her life was sitting here.
That's terrifying.
"I'm telling you, if you ruin this car again, then we—"
[Thump—]
After Lina drove her car and hit three zombies, the car started emitting white smoke and came to rest across the middle of the road.
Lina was dumbfounded, but her quick wit kicked in, and she immediately realized what was happening. She turned to look at Moore and scolded, "Look at you, you always jinx things!"
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