Chapter 42
This is a building with more than 20 floors, taller than the surrounding buildings.
The box car landed, and Sang Wenhao easily took care of five or six ordinary zombies on the rooftop. Then he opened the car window to allow Dandelion to fly out for a meal, and at the same time blew the human breath higher into the sky and then blew it away.
Fu Erdie brought some fruit from home. She ate half of it in the morning and is eating the other half now. After that, she will continue eating potatoes.
She bit it carefully, having a feeling that the search for her grandmother would not be easy.
"What do you think? Why don't we just fly low over the city?" Fu Erdie hesitated.
This will be faster, but may involve more unknown risks.
Sang Wenhao confirmed Fu Erdie's concerns: "The people who are still alive in the city are either lucky enough to have a chance encounter, or they are extremely powerful. If they happen to be on the road we pass by, happen to want to rob us, and happen to have some long-range attack abilities, we will be in great danger."
Although so many coincidences sounded like a small chance, Fu Erdie didn't dare to gamble.
Fu Erdie sighed.
As expected, I still have to continue using the telescope to find my way from high altitude.
But five hours to cover only twenty kilometers was too slow. They had consumed about 30 energy now, and after resting, they could set off at full strength again at 11:30, but their energy could be restored but their speed could not be increased.
Sang Wenhao comforted him, "It's very troublesome to find your way in the city, but it will be much faster once you get to the provincial highway."
Fu Erdie nodded.
Yes, if you can overcome it and get on the provincial road in one breath, you can go much faster later.
After all the people and plants had eaten and recovered, Fu Erdie modified the internal structure of the van based on his experience along the way.
First of all, the bottom of the car cannot be facing down, but the longer side with the windows should be facing down. It is a bit like the car is rolled over.
If the house is bright, you must pay attention to keeping the windows under control and lock them so that they cannot be opened.
Fu Erdie sat directly on the sealed window and observed the road below, which was much more convenient.
An iron bracket is connected to the window frame, and the tablet is clamped on it, so Fu Erdie can compare the map on the tablet with the road conditions below with one hand. The telescope is directly connected to other metals like VR glasses, making a tough head cover fixed on the eyes.
However, this is only fixed on one side, and the other eye can still see the tablet normally.
Sang Wenhao couldn't help laughing when looking at the strange headgear, but he also couldn't help feeling a little distressed.
He is very good at making this kind of flexible metal sheet that fits the skin, but it is still uncomfortable to wear. Butterfly must not be used to it for the first time.
And after all, she is not a supernatural being who can adjust the position of the metal helmet at will...
Fu Erdie didn't notice Sang Wenhao's small movements of adjusting his helmet. She was organizing the tools. All the tools that might be used were placed in a plastic box and fixed, and then fastened in the corner of the car with a metal buckle, so that whether the box car was driving normally or "rolling over", it would not be tossed around and swung around and adjusted constantly.
In addition, it did not rain today, so the iron roof and bottom of the car could be transformed into the shape of a fence after being flipped to both sides, making it convenient to observe whether there is any danger in the surrounding area.
After making these adjustments, they took the plants and set off again.
Fu Erdie wore a telescope with one eye and saw normally with the other eye, and opened and closed one eye from time to time. She felt a little dizzy, and the house was constantly adjusting the health of her eyes.
Fortunately, this troublesome and even painful state achieved very good results. Fu Erdie lay on the window glass and kept giving directions, and his speed became faster and faster. Finally, at half past twelve, he left the complicated city roads and successfully arrived at the provincial road.
Fu Erdie checked carefully many times and confirmed that there were only two forks in the road in the next hour's journey, one to the left and one to the right. She was completely relieved, told Sang Wenhao the road sign information for the fork in the road, threw away the binoculars and helmet, and lay on the ground, relaxed.
Sang Wenhao touched her sweaty hair and planned to pull Potato over for her to clean.
But because they had to use their powers together to fly forward, they held hands all the time. If Sang Wenhao moved, Fu Erdie had to follow.
Sang Wenhao continued to sit next to Fu Erdie, holding her hand and waving to Potato Sprout.
However, the potato sprouts had just eaten a zombie and were now dozing off. A house can clean its own dirt, but it cannot clean other people and things.
Sang Wenhao said softly, picked up the clean cloth beside him and wiped Fu Erdie's sweat and hair.
Fu Erdie squinted her eyes, feeling the just right warmth and strength on her head. It was very comfortable, so comfortable that she rubbed it unconsciously.
Sang Wenhao paused slightly, feeling itchy in his heart as if being rubbed by a cat.
In fact, it wasn't just now, many times, even during the battle, he would feel itchy in his heart when listening to her nervous but orderly voice.
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It's like seeing a sensitive yet proud and powerful cat. He really wants to hold it in his arms and take a sip of it, but he's afraid of scaring the cat or even leaving a perverted impression. So he holds himself back and moves closer, little by little. Then he creates a new note in his mind, recording her holding her hand, her smiling at him, and her saying good night to him at the door.
Sang Wenhao lowered his eyes, wiped Fu Erdie's hair, massaged her scalp, and watched her doze off with her eyes closed without any defense.
He steered the boxcar to turn the first fork in the road, and then, as if casually, he chatted with her about some stories before the end of the world.
For example, most of his family members were engaged in the sports equipment-related industry, so they wanted him to study a related major, but he ended up studying engineering.
For example, his parents often forget about him because they are busy, so he learned to take care of himself from a very young age and is very independent and self-reliant.
For example, because he is not accompanied by his parents, he prefers to observe his peers, so he is more sensitive to his peers' emotions.
Fu Erdie listened with great interest at first. After all, she didn't know much about his family situation and the industry he was in, so it was like listening to a story.
But why is it that it sounds a little strange now? Sang Wenhao: "I have a heavy workload and I like to be alone. I have never been in a relationship, I don't have an ex, and I don't have any bad habits."
Fu Erdie turned over and looked at him.
He turned his head and looked out the window at the scenery that was not worth seeing. His ears were slightly red and his face was calm: "Well, um, where should I turn at the next fork in the road..."
Fu Erdie: “…” You look really embarrassed when you try to change the subject.
Having said that, Fu Erdie's face was a little hot, and she looked at the window on the other side: "To the right."
Sang Wenhao: “Hmm…”
In a silent silence, the two looked in different directions, but their clasped hands began to heat up like their ears and became hot.
(End of this chapter)