The villains are all my vests

Chapter 70 This Man Looks Delicious (32)

The morning light is faint.

Under the gray-blue sky, there is an endless sea of ​​sand.

The desert is solitary, and the strong wind blows up the dust, covering everyone's faces.

There are no landmarks around, no buildings.

Liu Dachuan sighed silently: "Probably when he was escaping, he was driven to the depths of the desert by the zombies."

There was a deviation from the originally planned route, and Gu Zhihuan and the others no longer knew where they were stuck.

"Continue to go southwest?" Zhang Yang put forward his own idea.

As long as the general direction is good, you can always reach your destination.

Gu Zhihuan's face was dark.

Zhang Yang was a little nervous: "I'm just talking casually. If you have other opinions, of course I will listen to you in the end."

Gu Zhihuan looked over.

Zhang Yang swallowed nervously.

"Bring me my schoolbag." Gu Zhihuan said.

"Is there a map in the bag?" Zhang Yang was surprised.

"...There is food in the bag." Gu Zhihuan sat down on the top of the tank and stretched his legs outside: "I'm hungry."

"..."

"How far can the fuel in the tank go?" Gu Zhihuan tore open a bag of biscuits.

Han Yue helped her unscrew the water and put it at hand: "It's less than one kilometer."

Yu Niannian tilted her head and thought about it: "Then what if we drive for a kilometer without gas?"

Gu Zhihuan slowly chewed the biscuits into pieces, swallowed them, and said slowly after taking a sip of water: "There should be people living nearby, and there are quite a few of them."

"Huh?" Four pairs of eyes looked over at the same time.

"The sky here is different from before." Gu Zhihuan said.

The four pairs of eyes looked at the sky above their heads again, flashing the same blankness.

Gu Zhihuan couldn't help but support his forehead: "After the outbreak of zombies, almost all inland cities were occupied by zombies, all chemical industries stopped, and the high temperature continued, so the sky along the way was relatively blue. But now..."

Zhang Yang slapped his thigh: "The sky here is very gray, it can be seen that it is polluted by industry!"

Yu Niannian looked up: "Where there is industry, there are living people."

Liu Dachuan pondered: "There is a lack of water in the desert, so it is not a place to be used as a base at the right time. Unless there are a lot of people here, they will choose to settle here if they are sure that they still have the power to fight against zombies."

Han Yue snorted with a strange expression, as if I knew it a long time ago.

"Then the question is, which direction is it?" Zhang Yang drew a circle on the notebook, representing their current position.

Everyone looked at Gu Zhihuan at the same time.

Gu Zhihuan was silent for a long time before uttering a sentence: "Anything is possible."

"..."

There are people living nearby, but the tank doesn't have enough oil.

Once you choose the wrong direction, this tank can really become a toy car.

Gu Zhihuan wiped his hands and looked around, but he couldn't find anyone to discuss with.

Publicity - the poet's responsibility.

Han Yue - responsible for violence.

Yu Niannian - in charge of beauty.

Liu Dachuan - in charge of logistics.

Jiao Pei, who was the only one with any brains, started to fall asleep again.

Gu Zhihuan could only make his own decision: "Divide into two groups, one group walks to find a place where there are people, and one group stays in the tank to guard the tank."

"Yes." Han Yue expressed his opinion.

He took the first step, and the remaining three could only be responsible for the applause.

Once the general policy is determined, the rest is simple.

Gu Zhihuan, Liu Dachuan, and Yu Niannian went out to explore the way, while Han Yue, Zhang Yang, and...the sleeping Jiao Pei stayed put.

After breakfast, the two groups went their separate ways.

Han Yue was worried that Gu Zhihuan was alone, and wished he could put all the weapons in Gu Zhihuan's schoolbag.

"Enough." Gu Zhihuan looked helplessly at the stuffed schoolbag.

Han Yue stood up.

Gu Zhihuan's intuition was wrong, and he backed away, but Han Yue's movements were faster than hers, he grabbed her with a big hand, pressed her into his arms, and kissed her head and face.

Zhang Yang bit his arm tightly to prevent himself from screaming.

Yu Niannian's face was flushed, and her back straightened with excitement.

Liu Dachuan... looked down at the boundless sea of ​​sand.

Well, the sand is so pretty.

Han Yue let go of Gu Zhihuan only after kissing enough.

Gu Zhihuan raised his eyebrows at him with a half-smile, "Do you know..."

"what?"

"After such scenes appear in TV dramas, the heroine is usually cool."

"..."

"Let's go." Gu Zhihuan picked up the schoolbag that Han Yue had prepared for him, thought it was too heavy, and stuffed it into Zhang Yang's arms.

Liu Dachuan came over and hung the three people's schoolbags on his back.

Zhang Yang couldn't hold back after walking a few steps, and quietly asked Gu Zhihuan: "Brother Yue, are you sure you can come out by yourself?"

"Aren't there still you and Okawa?" Gu Zhihuan chuckled.

"Brother Huan." Zhang Yang's throat choked.

He didn't expect Gu Zhihuan to think of him so highly.

Gu Zhihuan patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Even if I die in battle, you will be behind me."

Zhang Yang's mouth twitched: "Is this also a joke?"

"No, to be honest." Gu Zhihuan's eyes curled up.

Zhang Yang was stunned.

Gu Zhihuan and Liu Dachuan walked past him.

It took half a minute for Zhang Yang to catch up: "I don't think you are this kind of person."

"Oh?"

Zhang Yang couldn't say a reason, but in the end he could only blushed and scratched his head in distress: "It's not anyway."

The corner of Gu Zhihuan's mouth curled up, but he didn't speak.

I didn't notice it when I was in the tank before, but now the three of them are walking on the road, the tank behind them is getting smaller and smaller, and there is nothing around except sand.

Zhang Yang gradually felt some inexplicable sense of awe and insignificance.

The world is vast.

Human life is as small as a grain of sand.

In the silence, Zhang Yang had a strange thought that maybe this doomsday is just a slap in the face of human beings slapped by nature.

In the long and complicated world line, the seemingly magnificent and vast evolution and evolution of human beings are actually glimpsed in the tube.

But there are always people who are so arrogant that they think they have mastered the entire universe.

"Huh." Gu Zhihuan paused.

Liu Dachuan stopped.

Zhang Yang had something on his mind, so he didn't notice the movements of the two of them. His nose hit Liu Dachuan's solid back so hard that tears almost fell out of his eyes.

"Silly boy, you need to have a warning when you brake." Zhang Yang covered his nose and took several exaggerated breaths.

"It seems... it's here." Liu Dachuan turned around.

Zhang Yang realized something and hurriedly looked up.

In the golden ocean ahead, a row of green iron nets nearly three meters high stood on top of it, and fine wires could be seen on the iron nets.

Inside the iron net, there are row upon row of houses.

Several gray chimneys are emitting thick gray smoke arrogantly.

This is actually a suburban town surrounded by people.

Zhang Yang jumped up excitedly: "There is someone! There is someone inside!!!"

For the first time in his life, Zhang Yang felt that smog was such a lovely thing.

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