Apocalyptic Reincarnation: Start with a 30-million Bonus
Chapter 1270 - 770: Um, This Is a Tank... Right!? (Part 2)
It's most likely they're coming to take shelter from the rain.
After thinking this, Ling Feng naturally let out a sigh of relief.
The pressure from these four people in front of them was overwhelming, enough to feel suffocated.
Ling Feng coughed slightly and raised his voice, saying: "No problem, if you want to stay, stay. Surviving in this doomsday isn't easy for anyone."
Third Uncle smiled and nodded upon hearing Ling Feng's words.
He was actually a bit worried, worried that these people might be too stubborn and force them into a conflict.
He even thought just now, for the sake of your lives, please agree.
Third Uncle wasn't a talkative person and didn't waste time with greetings.
After getting a response from who appeared to be the leader, he spoke up again: "We still have a few people who haven't arrived yet, they're behind us, just letting you know."
Ling Feng heard this and said: "No problem, but make it quick, the storm is coming soon. Once the storm arrives, zombies will come quickly too, and at that time, if the doors aren't shut, we'll all die."
Third Uncle smiled and said: "No worries."
Then he took out the walkie-talkie to contact Li Yu: "Xiao Yu, we've entered and reached a consensus with the survivors here; they're letting us stay."
At this time, Li Yu and the others were less than ten minutes away from the driving school.
Li Yu let out a sigh of relief upon hearing Third Uncle's words.
"Good, we'll be there within ten minutes," Li Yu said to Third Uncle.
"Alright."
.....
After entering this driving school, Third Uncle briefly surveyed the layout: a four-story building, and next to it, a row of single-story rooms, totaling seven or eight.
Additionally, there was a men's and women's restroom on the right side.
Third Uncle nodded slightly, turning to Old Qin and Ant: "Old Qin, Ant, go check the walls, repair any issues promptly."
Ant and Old Qin nodded, then each took a rifle and started inspecting in different directions.
In the distance, Ling Feng and the others, picking up the flatbread, continued to scrutinize Third Uncle and his group under the small building.
"Brother Feng, why do I feel like these guys are military men? They've got more energy than anyone I've seen."
"Could be, but we must stay alert. Have you forgotten? That Motorcycle Gang's Old Ghost was rumored to be an ex-special soldier."
Speaking of Old Ghost from the Motorcycle Gang, Ling Feng couldn't help but let anger flash in his eyes.
"But, since the outbreak, they're the most polite people I've met," commented a young man nearby.
"Don't eat the flatbread yet, observe a bit more," Ling Feng instructed.
Boom!
A sudden clap of thunder sounded in the sky.
Though it didn't rain, the thunder startled everyone.
They all stepped out to gaze at the sky.
The sky was shrouded in dark clouds; the sun had long vanished.
The wind grew stronger, lifting fallen leaves higher and higher.
Dust enveloped the sky.
The fierce wind howled through the broken windows, producing a piercing, sharp sound.
The sound was unsettling and shrill.
Someone heard it and instinctively trembled, hunching his shoulders; these past years, this sound meant zombies were coming, inevitably leading to deaths.
Such habitual instinct had become part of his very being.
Seeing the swirling dust, Third Uncle squinted his eyes, called on Jackals, and drove the vehicle to the entrance to await Li Yu and the others.
"Xiao Yu, how long till you get here? It's about to rain," Third Uncle asked worriedly.
"Five minutes," Li Yu replied.
"Okay."
There's still time. From when the storm hits to when zombies enhance their sensory and motor skills takes some time. Forming a Zombie Tide will take even longer.
Moreover, they're not in the city, just several kilometers from a small town.
........
In the car.
Li Yu remained calm, opened the window, and looked at the scenery outside.
He lit a cigarette; for some reason, before the rain hits, seeing the changing sky, fierce wind, dark clouds, and swaying leaves always made him want one.
No rush.
He checked the map earlier; they're only a few kilometers away from Third Uncle's location.
Even if it rains during this time, it won't pose much issue.
As long as they don't encounter a Zombie Tide, it won't cause them major hindrance.
But evidently, forming a Zombie Tide in this remote area would take a while.
Li Yu smoked, sharing half with the wind.
Watching the distant forests swaying in the wind, the branches, leaves, and trunks seemed like legs dancing in the air.
Left, right, blown by the wind.
Under the dark clouds, the oppressive and stuffy air made time feel thick and slow.
Time seemed frozen; even those distant trees swaying appeared to have a soul.
Amidst the oppression and stuffiness, it still brought a sense of ultimate tranquility and freedom.
Li Yu smoked, watching the glowing end of the cigarette burn closer to his fingers, until it singed his index finger.
He snapped back to reality then.
Once he did, he remembered something and took out the walkie-talkie. π³π«ππ²π ππ―ππ¨πππΉ.π°πΌπΊ
"Ju Tianrui, keep up, don't fall behind," Li Yu reminded him.