Apocalyptic Reincarnation: Start with a 30-million Bonus-Chapter 1097 - 703: Southward Journey, Xiao Yong’s Question

After Yao Zuo poured that half bottle of fuel inside, he poured a bottle of water inside as well.

Hoping to wash away the remaining oil on the tank's walls, it might run a bit further.

Finally, the pickup truck ran eight kilometers, and on the outskirts of a small town, it completely gave out.

There were still 10 kilometers away from the base, Gan Hu glanced at the sun.

It's been four days since they set off from Orange Continent.

Afternoon, 2 PM.

Feeling dizzy from hunger, Gan Hu got off the car.

He left behind the luggage, like bedding, only taking a gun and a cold weapon, leaving everything else inside.

Yao Zuo grabbed the map, leaving the rest inside as well.

With only ten kilometers left, as long as they could reach, they could send someone back to retrieve it.

Gan Hu was extremely upset, during the flood, he dropped the walkie-talkie in the water with a careless step.

Otherwise, they could have walked less.

"Let's go," Gan Hu weakly waved his hand to the people behind him.

Having reached here, he no longer needed the map, it's very familiar.

Yao Zuo's lips were white, his face pale, eyes sunken, and eyes bulged, he hadn't had a good sleep in a long time.

Such a long journey, with little food, fewer weapons, and people, was damned exhausting.

They were trotting forward to the base like zombies, relying solely on sheer willpower.

At this moment, Yao Zuo desperately hoped that someone from the base would come out on a task and see them, taking them back.

The scorching sun burned.

It roasted the earth.

Chang City was originally a basin, known as a small furnace.

Especially after the storm, with continuous sunny days, the temperature rose to over thirty degrees.

They were blistering under the sun, filthy all over, with a few mosquitoes buzzing around them, annoyingly.

Gan Hu felt his legs go weak, devoid of strength, and his throat felt like it was cracking, too dry.

He knew, a kilometer away, there was a river.

But he dared not drink by the river, lest he got bitten by zombies crawling out of the water as he drank.

"Yao Zuo, do you still have any water?" Gan Hu licked his cracked lips.

Yao Zuo smiled bitterly: "None left. The last bottle was poured into the tank."

"Damn....ah," Gan Hu said feebly.

Yao Zuo's expectation did not come to pass.

With no one coming out from the base, they had no choice but to trudge along ten kilometers.

From two in the afternoon, the hottest part of the day, until the sun began to set.

They nearly passed out countless times, too hungry, too tired.

Finally, when the sun was about to go down.

Six PM.

They finally saw the Western Alliance.

Seeing the Western Alliance 600 meters away, they waved their hands while walking over.

On the wall, Zhuang Shaohua, somewhat curiously looked into the distance, unable to see clearly, so he took out a telescope.

He saw six ragged people and said in a somewhat unlucky tone: "Huh, a few more beggars coming to seek refuge."

So he put down the telescope and lay back in his rocking chair watching the sunset.

A few minutes later.

"No, wait a minute." The image of two people flashed through his mind from what he had seen through the telescope just now.

A thought rose unbidden: "Gan Hu's been gone so long, could it be them?"

To verify his guess, he immediately took the telescope again, looking that way, they were now less than 500 meters away.

"Damn, it really is." Zhuang Shaohua said in shock, seeing the dirty, stubbly face.

"Open the gates, drive out!" Zhuang Shaohua jumped up and quickly shouted to the person beside him.

The subordinates immediately prepared the vehicle, opening the gates.

"Brother Zhuang, are we supposed to pick up these beggars, or what?" asked the man at the driver's seat curiously.

"That's Gan Hu, damn it, hurry and drive there," Zhuang Shaohua said angrily.

Here it belonged to the Gan Family, if he offended Gan Hu, he couldn't bear it.

"What!? Really?" The driver was stunned but didn't slack off, driving immediately.

Gan Hu was less than 200 meters away now.

But Zhuang Shaohua definitely had to go out, waiting for them to come over was different than meeting them halfway.

Gan Hu looked at the stopped car, weakly pointed at Zhuang Shaohua and cursed: "You bastard, amazing eyesight, coming now. Damn...."

After saying that, his legs gave way, and his whole body fell down.

Zhuang Shaohua hurriedly supported Gan Hu, not minding his sarcastic remark.

He asked: "Brother Hu, what happened to you, where is Brother Shang and the rest? Why didn't they return....."

Yao Zuo shook his head, smiled bitterly: "It's a long story...."

Throughout this journey, he lost count of how many times he smiled wryly.

Gan Hu stood up from Zhuang Shaohua's support.

With lips pale, he said deeply: "Young Shang is dead, Orange Continent is gone!"

"How can it be! How did he die?" Zhuang Shaohua looked shocked.

Gan Hu's eyes flashed coldly, saying with hatred: "Killed, though not knowing who exactly, I know roughly where."

After saying a couple of sentences, he felt his throat burning in pain, too long without water.

So he said to Zhuang Shaohua: "Water, give me water. Food, quickly give me."

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Shaohua immediately took water and food from the car and handed it to Gan Hu.

Yao Zuo, beside him, swallowed his dry saliva, eagerly watching him.

Zhuang Shaohua said embarrassedly: "Went out hurriedly, didn't bring much."

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Southern Chang City.

Dongfeng led Uncle Wan and others, carrying large bags, walking on the dried, flooded roads.

They didn't walk the main road, as it was near the river and still had remaining water.

Could only walk on the highway, although flooded, now had no remaining water.

Uncle Wan pushed a self-made small tricycle, squeaking as he pushed it forward.

They had been walking for three days, only covering over 100 kilometers.

Their bodies were weak, walking and stopping, unable to walk at night.

Too hot at noon, couldn't walk either, only able to walk six or seven hours a day.

If they were to reach the Big Camphor Tree Base, it would take at least another week.

This was a long journey, they had to ensure enough physical strength, not get injured, to walk further.

Several hundred meters behind them.

A father and son carrying backpacks were following behind them.

This father and son pair was Xu Chengcai and his son.

They came down from Sanqing Mountain, and yesterday at noon, Xu Chengcai saw them and kept following till now.

Relying on his strong tracking ability, Xu Chengcai kept following them without being discovered or losing track.

At this moment, Dongfeng and others ahead stopped to rest, Xu Chengcai and his son also hid to the side for a break.

"Dad, why are we following them? Didn't you say to be wary of others?" Xiao Yong asked curiously.

Xu Chengcai thought of the results from these two days' tracking and observation.

Murmured to himself: "I'm very curious about their destination, being able to walk in the Doomsday, they must have a better place to go to. Besides, I feel, they should not be bad people."

Xiao Yong asked puzzled: "Dad, how do you know they aren't bad guys?"

Xu Chengcai rubbed his head, educating Xiao Yong: "Look at the composition of that team, what's there?"

"Seems like, seems like there's an old man, someone my height, three guys older than me, oh, and three women, dad, you mean because they have old people, kids, and women, so they should be good people?"

Xu Chengcai looked surprised at Xiao Yong and asked: "Smart, how did you know?"

"Because I see, some bad teams seem to not have children or old people," Xiao Yong said seriously.

Xu Chengcai patted Xiao Yong's head with satisfaction, smiling: "You're correct."

"Then, then if they are good people, why don't we walk with them, instead of walking behind them?" Xiao Yong asked puzzled.

Xu Chengcai hesitated.

After a long time, he finally spoke: "Having not had direct contact, guarding against people is necessary, you know a person's face but not their heart, being cautious is safer."

"Oh." Xiao Yong, thoughtful, responded with a word, then started to zone out.

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