The end of the world: With unlimited supplies, I can fly

Wang Fan ran to the door of Villa No. 18 and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhao Xiaoyu still standing at the door.

He was panting and bent over, holding his knees with both hands, gasping for air.

"Huh... I was scared to death. Huh... I thought you couldn't think about it..."

Zhao Xiaoyu looked at him in surprise,

"Why did you come back?"

It hasn’t been long since we left here.

Wang Fan straightened up, walked towards Zhao Xiaoyu, waved his hands weakly and said:

"Hey, don't mention it. I searched around the beach several times and couldn't see a ghost, let alone a person."

Zhao Xiaoyu tilted her head in confusion.

"What happened to that movement just now?"

"Who knows~ Maybe they are gone, or maybe it's not what we thought."

Otherwise, he would not have thought of other possibilities. Wang Fan looked at the burning villa in front of him and asked in confusion,

"What are you causing a fuss about?"

At that time in the evening, she said that she would collect the bodies of her family members tomorrow, but why did the house burn down in just a short time?

Mentioning this, Zhao Xiaoyu's eyes became a lot lonely, and her tone was calm and looked down upon everything.

"It's useless to keep it, it's better to burn it on fire."

Wang Fan looked at her and then at the house, scratching his head and not knowing what to say to comfort her.

Suddenly, Zhao Xiaoyu took out a pair of scissors from his pocket and raised them.

Wang Fan reflexively grasped her hand and his tone was so excited that he stuttered,

"You...what are you doing? Don't think too hard. It's better to die than to live. One more day of living is considered earned, you..."

"Pfft~"

Zhao Xiaoyu was amused by his exaggerated movements.

"Can you stop thinking about what you have and what you don't have? Don't worry. I haven't lived enough yet. I still have things to do. How could I die like this?"

Wang Fan smiled awkwardly, took back his hand, nodded and said:

"That's good, that's good, I'm just afraid of you... Hey, it's okay, let's not mention this, let's not mention this."

Zhao Xiaoyu picked up the scissors and cut her waist-length hair to the root behind her ears.

Wang Fan was watching from the side, his face full of pity and pain, such long hair...

He didn't say a word in the end. He also understood that in this situation, he was extremely short of drinking water and growing his hair was really troublesome.

Zhao Xiaoyu had her hair cut, and her face looked more determined and resolute. The burning firelight shone on her body. At this moment, she seemed to be reborn from the ashes, completing her transformation.

Wang Fan couldn't help but be stunned...

"I'm leaving."

When Zhao Xiaoyu's voice came, he was distracted and did not react for a moment.

"Ah? Let's go? You...where are you going?"

Zhao Xiaoyu put the scissors into the backpack at her feet, then picked up the backpack and carried it on her body.

"I'm going to the city center to find my grandma and the others."

Wang Fan was shocked again and his voice could not help but rise a little higher.

"Go to the city now, are you crazy?"

Zhao Xiaoyu was minding her own business, wrapping wide tape around her legs and arms.

Wang Fan was still beside him anxiously trying to persuade him.

"There are many people living in the city, and there are mountains and seas of mutated zombies. If you go now, there is no difference between you and yourself."

After Zhao Xiaoyu fully armed herself, holding a kitchen knife, she raised her head and looked at Wang Fan firmly.

"I know, but instead of sitting here waiting to die, I want to try and kill one more zombie if I can."

Wang Fanyou was shocked by her determined expression and opened his mouth, but in the end he said nothing.

"I'm leaving, take care of yourself."

Zhao Xiaoyu waved her hand to him and walked away.

Wang Fan, who was stunned on the spot, hesitated for a moment, and finally made up his mind. He stamped his foot and chased Zhao Xiaoyu while shouting:

"I'm coming with you! I'm going back to Province C, and I'm going all the way to the city."

Zhao Xiaoyu didn't stop and waved behind her without looking back.

"Then hurry up, I won't wait for you."

Li Xin'er, who was lying on the bed in Villa No. 7, slowly opened her eyes. She had been paying attention to the situation of Zhao Xiaoyu and Zhao Xiaoyu.

Seeing the two of them carrying backpacks and holding a kitchen knife in their hands, heading towards the city road without hesitation, Li Xin'er's mouth showed a slight smile.

Perhaps, for Zhao Xiaoyu, it no longer matters where the scenery ends. At least, she is always on the way forward.

Li Xin'er had a good night's sleep, but both Carl and Lu Jinan in Kyoto were having a hard time.

Carl and his team rushed to the hospital before the zombies surrounded them. Although they encountered many zombies along the way, luckily, they were able to deal with them fairly easily.

Arriving at the hospital is when the real disaster begins.

The hospital was in a mess like a fallen battlefield, with zombies everywhere and surrounding every floor.

It was definitely not possible to rush in. Carl finally decided that he would take two people to find a place to sneak in, try not to make any noise and not attract the attention of zombies. After getting the medicine, he would withdraw, and the others would stay on the outside.

The arrangement was very simple, and once it was implemented, it took just one night.

When Carl and two team members came out of the hospital carrying medicines, the sky was already whitening, and the three of them were exhausted and in a state of embarrassment.

Fortunately, after the wounded were given the medicine, except for the two who had to undergo surgery, no one else had to worry about anything.

Carl didn't dare to rest for a moment, and then started working on the issue of transportation.

A group of people sat together and ate dry food. Pigeon pointed the computer screen at everyone.

"You can't go to the military aviation base regardless of whether there are planes or not. There are only two possibilities now: either there are too many people or there are too many zombies, and we can't take it down."

"Currently our best options are these two roads, the civil airport and Lanjia or Lujia."

Carl looked at the map route and shook his head.

“Not enough time to go to a civilian airport.”

He pointed to several places on the map and said:

"These roads are the only way to go, and they happen to be the places with the most traffic. The number of zombies will not be small. In our current state, it will take at least six hours to get there."

The vulture took a bite of the bread in his hand and asked tentatively:

"Boss, can you call Miss Li to discuss it? We will arrive in the afternoon?"

Ali nodded in agreement,

"Yes, why do you have to rush for lunch? Can we take care of lunch ourselves?"

Gavin, who was drinking from a carton of milk, couldn't help laughing, and with a 'pop' sound, he vomited all over the cassowary opposite him.

Cassowary jumped up instantly and watched Gavin gnashing his teeth.

"Gray magpie!"

Gavin held his stomach and smiled with tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Haha, sorry Cassowary, I just couldn't help it."

As he spoke, he looked at Vulture and Ali next to him, and couldn't help but say:

"God, what kind of pig brains are you? You don't think that the beautiful sister wants to treat us to dinner, do you?"

Ali was puzzled, with an expression of humbly asking for advice.

"if not?"

"Hahaha~"

Gavin didn't answer, and smiled wildly.

Carl glanced at him, and Gavin immediately covered his mouth and restrained himself.

Carl glanced at everyone who was working, and gave a serious warning,

"Ms. Li said there is no room for negotiation before lunch. Of course...if you want to end up like the Ye family, you can go negotiate terms with her."

When the vulture thought of this, he felt a chill all over his body, and immediately shook his head and waved his hands.

"No, no, no, before lunch! Just before lunch! No, we can sail the yacht. Anyway, I will crawl in front of her."

When Carl heard this, his eyes lit up. After looking carefully at the map, he pointed to a place on the map and tapped there with his index finger.

"The chances of it happening with the Lan family and the Lu family are not very good. I think we can go here."

The golden eagle came closer and read out the place names above.

"Yacht Club!"

( Yacht Club!)

Carl nodded,

"A month ago, a new helicopter flight project was added here."

The pigeon's eyes were bright, and its hands immediately moved to plan the optimal route.

"We can get here in an hour. Boss, how do you know there is this new project here?"

Others also looked at Carl curiously. It was basically their first time for them to come to the flower country. Although Ali stayed in China more, he had no intention of paying attention to this.

Carl stood up, began to organize his equipment, and said casually:

"I just happened to see their flyer on the road."

The vultures are full of admiration,

"Boss! You are my god!"

Carl remained expressionless and continued:

"We don't have more information, and we're not sure what the specific situation is in this club. Going here involves gambling, but this is our best way at the moment."

Pigeon has already found out the information about that club, and nods confidently,

"I think there is hope. This club is one of the best in Kyoto. Their yachts are all the latest models, and the helicopters must be no different."

The vultures are ready and eager to go,

"gogogo!"