Apocalyptic Reincarnation: Start with a 30-million Bonus-Chapter 1096 - 703: Heading South, Xiao Yong’s Problem

"What are you doing?" The person in the car exclaimed in fear.

As he spoke, he forcefully pulled back his own bag.

Inside that bag was his food, and if it were pulled down by the thin man, his food would be gone.

The thin man didn't respond, taking advantage of the person pulling the bag, using his strength to slowly move upwards.

His foot landed on the back panel, and he flipped over.

He tumbled heavily into the car.

The shoulder strap of the bag he held tightly in his hands also loosened.

"Damn." The person clutched the bag to his chest and swore at him.

The thin man breathed heavily like a lump of mud.

After a long while, he leaned against the car, hugging his own bag.

Now, he completely understood that a companion wasn't a companion; they were all competitors.

To survive, one must persist, be cautious!

After they left Orange Continent, they headed west all the way.

At night, they hid at the mountaintop, finding a place with a house to stay.

Or stayed overnight in some secluded place with walls.

On the road, this pickup truck would occasionally stall.

Every time it stalled, it needed to be repaired to get back on the road.

Along the way, many places were no longer as they were before.

They got lost twice, and finally returned to the right path thanks to the map they had.

Along the way, they dared not stop, fearing they might encounter other survivors and zombies.

Thus, three days passed.

They finally entered the territory of Sichuan Province.

But at this moment, the fuel they had brought with them was running low.

This fuel had been flooded, mixed with a lot of water.

The fact that they held on for so long made them fortunate.

"Quick, quick, quick! Hold out a little longer." Gan Hu looked at the slowing pickup truck.

"We're almost to Jian County. Yao Zuo, do we have any more fuel?" Gan Hu said, looking at the lurching pickup truck.

Yao Zuo picked up a plastic bottle from under his foot, a 500 ml mineral water bottle, with half full of fuel remaining.

"This is all that's left. Not sure how much further we can go." Yao Zuo spread his hands helplessly.

Gan Hu gritted his teeth and said, "Put it in. Damn it, we're not far; if necessary, we'll walk back. Damn!" 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

These past few days have been his hardest, it's so freaking exhausting, the food is scarce, and just this morning, they ran out of food.

Not a bit left.

Hearing Gan Hu, Yao Zuo shook his head, got out of the car, opened the fuel tank, and poured in the remaining half bottle of fuel.

Then he began to start the engine.

Rumble—

Rumble—

Repeatedly turning the throttle, and still nothing.

Yao Zuo silently prayed, then muttered a bit.

He took a long breath and gave a turn.

Roar—

The vehicle started.

"Damn!" Gan Hu's face lit up with joy, urging Yao Zuo to quickly go.

Entering Sichuan Province, the road became much easier.

After all, this area belonged to the upper reaches of Long River, not affected by flooding, the road damage wasn't so severe.

Gan Hu opened the window, feeling the wind on his face, looking at some familiar buildings, his excitement beyond words.

Who knows how he endured these past few months.

First, traveling all that way, then witnessing the ruin of Orange Continent, and the corpse of his third brother.

Before he could recover from sorrow, torrential rain descended, a once-in-a-millennium storm, lasting many days.

They had to move to Pu Hua Building.

Originally thinking the rain would soon stop, it turned out he had underestimated.

After the rain, the damn flood came!

Such a flood, he couldn't even dream of.

The key was there were so many zombies in the water, constantly worried about water levels rising and flooding them too.

The rain lasted nearly a month.

The flood waited over half a month before receding.

He had never lived like this, having a day's worth of food as three days' supply.

Then to five days' supply, seven days, ten days.

Finally, waiting for the flood to recede, they ventured downstairs, losing so many people.

Even the person he captured died inside the building, that person told him of Orange Continent's downfall, who killed his third brother, where he came from.

After getting downstairs, the car was gone.

Finally, after searching everywhere, they found fuel that had been submerged by the flood, but had no car.

Scraped together, they assembled a vehicle, yet the road was still so difficult.

He was dizzy with hunger, despite the shortage of food, but he only ate a cracker that morning.

Thinking of these experiences, Gan Hu felt like crying.

Thinking, his eyes reddened, and he recalled finding his third brother's body at Orange Continent, igniting anger in his heart.

"Don't worry, third brother, when I return to base, I'll seek revenge for you, though I don't know the exact location or who it is, Gan City isn't that big, I'll surely find them!"

Gan Hu shouted in his heart.

He attributed all the suffering on this journey to the enemies he didn't specifically know.

......

A liter of fuel can approximately cover 15~20 kilometers.

250 ml might cover less than 5 kilometers.

From Jian County to the Western Alliance, there are twenty kilometers in total.

This pickup truck rattled for quite a while.