End of ten days

Qi Xia never expected that he would walk along the road for a whole day, and until the sun fell into the horizon, he would not see the edge of the city.

Normal people can walk at a speed of five kilometers per hour, but Qi Xia calculated that based on his physical condition, the walking speed is only about three kilometers per hour.

He has walked for more than seven hours today, covering a distance of more than 20 kilometers.

Now I just feel dizzy and my legs are constantly shaking. Being able to continue walking depends almost on the inertia of my legs.

"I just hope I can die later..."

After walking for another ten minutes, Qi Xia really couldn't walk anymore. He found a dilapidated building and walked in. It was going to be night, and if he were outside, he would encounter those weird "bugs", although he didn't know for the time being. What dangers did those bugs pose, but he still chose to avoid these unnecessary troubles in advance.

Qi Xia lit a fire with Officer Li's lighter, then took out the map of "Heaven's Mouth", turned it to the back, dipped his fingers in his own blood, and roughly recorded the distance he had traveled.

The city was much bigger than he imagined.

I thought that walking along the road, I would at least come to a place like the wild, but I didn't expect that the buildings around me gradually grew taller, as if I was moving from the suburbs to the city center.

"The diameter of an ordinary city rarely exceeds fifty kilometers..." Qi Xia was drawing a picture with his own blood while thinking about something. "Theoretically, we will reach the edge of the city before tomorrow afternoon, and everything will be clear by then."

Thinking of this, he approached the fire and found a comfortable position to lie down. All the blood on his body had dried up, exuding an unpleasant rust smell.

Last night, Ringo treated his wound with a torch. Although the bleeding stopped, the burnt area was painful and itchy, making it difficult for him to sleep all night.

After daybreak, Qi Xia climbed up dragging his nearly useless body.

A night's rest did not allow him to recover any physical strength. He was now completely exhausted.

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Already overdrawn.

There is no water, no food and no medicine.

Qi Xia even envied Han Yimo for being able to die so simply.

He found a few relatively clean pieces of paper from the room, tore them into pieces and swallowed them.

If there is nothing in the stomach, I might not be able to see the edge of the city.

Facing the rising sun, Qi Xia set off again.

He is already far away from the original square. There are no "bells" to be heard here and "zodiac signs" are rarely seen.

But as he continued to go deeper, the number of aborigines in the city gradually increased.

It seems like a real city, except that most of the people on the street are zombies. They have no expressions, are not aggressive, and do not communicate with other people. They just wander aimlessly on the street.

For a moment, Qi Xia felt like a zombie on the street.

There is no difference in their movements, demeanor, expressions or even the speed of their walking.

How ironic is this?

Could it be that these people had also been stabbed and then walked to the edge of the city with clear goals?

As the sun got higher and higher, Qi Xia felt that something was not right about him.

He touched his forehead and neck, which seemed to be getting hot.

It seems that burning the wound with fire is still too risky. Even if the bleeding can be temporarily stopped, the wound infection and fever cannot be avoided.

Qi Xia felt that her eyelids were getting heavy the further she walked, and she might fall to the ground at any time. If she fell this time, she might never be able to stand up again.

Nearly half an hour later, Qi Xia slowly stopped on the roadside.

He couldn't take a step anymore.

At this time, he put his hand on an old taxi on the side of the road, breathing heavily.

"What a pity..." Qi Xia looked at the road in the distance. There was obviously still a long way to go, but it was a pity that he was going to fall here. It seemed that he still couldn't see this place at the last moment of his life. The ultimate secret.

Qi Xia held the old taxi and lowered his head in annoyance. Just when he was about to sit down, he suddenly found someone in the car.

The person didn't look like a corpse, but a woman who was blinking.

"Aboriginal"..."

Qi Xia looked at the stiff ground and then at the soft seats in the car, revealing a wry smile.

If he really wanted to die here, he would at least choose a soft position. .🅆.

Thinking of this, Qi Xia opened the car door by mistake and sat directly in the passenger seat.

The car smells great, and I think it's a girl's car.

I don't know if it's good news or not. At the last moment, Qi Xia can get rid of the stench that permeated the whole city.

"I never thought a car seat could be so comfortable before..." Qi Xia murmured to himself, "Now I can die with peace of mind."

"Where are you going?" the woman beside him asked calmly.

"Where to go?" Qi Xia shook his head with a bitter smile, "Where else can I go now?"

He patted his thigh with his hand and recited the lyrics slowly: "Drive, drive to the edge of the city, roll down the windows, trade speed for a little pleasure..."

"The edge of the city?" The woman thought for a moment, "I don't know where that place is. Please show me the way."

After saying that, the woman pressed the meter display in the car and then twisted the key.

As Qi Xia expected, the car made an old sound and did not start.

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r\u003eThe woman did not give up and twisted the key several times in succession. Finally, after twisting the car key five times, the whole car started to tremble.

Qi Xia was stunned and turned to look at the woman in disbelief. She did not look like an "aboriginal person". At least she had a rosy complexion and a well-proportioned body. Could she be a "beloved person"?

A "beloved man" with his own car...

"Fasten your seat belt and let's go." The woman reached out and started in first gear, released the clutch and pushed the accelerator in one go.

Qi Xia reached for the seat belt at a loss, only to find that there was only an elastic cord at hand, and the metal buckle on it was rusty.

He didn't have time to think about this, so he could only try to talk to the woman: "You... you are... a taxi driver?"

"Guest, you really know how to joke." The woman shook her head, then shifted from second gear to third gear, "Am I not the driver, am I still a car thief?"

Seeing that the woman in front of him communicated smoothly, answered questions fluently, and could even make a joke, Qi Xia didn't understand it even more.

A woman with such a normal mind is obviously not an "aboriginal person", so she should be a "participant", but why would a "participant" drive a taxi?

"Didn't you find that...this place is very abnormal?" Qi Xia pointed to the scene outside the window, trying to understand the position of the mediocre-looking woman in front of her.

"Really?" After hearing this, the woman looked out the window and said calmly, "It's a little abnormal. It's cloudy."

Qi Xia sighed helplessly. It seemed that the woman in front of her was still an "aboriginal person", but she seemed to have just transformed into an "aboriginal person" and her thinking was still relatively clear.

"What's your name?" Qi Xia asked again.

The woman didn't say anything, but pointed to the place in front of Qi Xia, where the woman's professional qualification certificate hung, with the woman's photo and name on it.

She has a very nice name, Xu Liunian.