Rules for surviving the apocalypse for sickly beauties

Cang Mingzhu leaned against the passenger seat, holding the seat belt with her left hand and looking out the window.

Teng Xiyan glanced at him and laughed out loud: "No, it turns out there are times when you are afraid, Cang Mingzhu."

Cang Mingzhu opened her lips: "I just don't want to die in a car accident."

"...Can't you just trust me?"

Cang Mingzhu was very serious: "I believe you, I don't believe this car."

Teng Xiyan: "..."

What a cold joke.

I don't know if it was because of the rain. There were obviously more mutants along the way, but they didn't attack them directly. Instead, they wandered in the woods and weeds on both sides.

After the rain, the number of different vine species increased significantly.

"These different strains are not caused by the rain, right? They have grown so much."

Teng Xiyan slowed down and took the opportunity to observe the vines entangled on the ruins.

The vines wrapped around it were thick and thick, with dense leaves. The color turned into a richer and cleaner green, and the juice secreted was more viscous. Many low-level mutants were stuck in the juice and suffocated in the juice.

"The rain should have some impact on these. I don't know if this rainwater will contain the same ingredients as the previous heavy rain." Cang Mingzhu said.

Teng Xiyan closed the window, stepped on the accelerator, and sped by.

"Then after checking for so long, 01 Research Institute has not found out the ingredients in the rain at all?" He couldn't help but think, maybe he was hiding something.

Isn't this rain harmful to the human body at all? After being exposed to the rain yesterday, I don't know if it was his imagination, but his eyes always felt a little stinging.

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered that Cang Mingzhu asked him why he was crying yesterday.

At that time, he was so overwhelmed by the rain that he actually replied without crying. Thinking about it now, with his red eyes and the rain all over his face, Cang Mingzhu would not really think that he was looking for someone to cry to. Bar?

This is too embarrassing...

Cang Mingzhu didn't know what he was thinking, so he replied: "I don't know. The things taken out in this mission should be researched into something."

Teng Xiyan stepped on the brakes and stayed on the edge of the broken bridge.

When I opened the car door, cold wind blew directly. There was a fast-flowing river under the broken bridge. The broken bridge was cracked in the middle, and the steel bars inside were vaguely visible.

"The bridge is broken, so we have to take a detour." Teng Xiyan picked up a small stone and threw it into the river. It was swallowed up instantly without even a splash.

Cang Mingzhu opened the car door, picked up a few stones, and arranged them into a shape at a more conspicuous position beside the bridge.

Teng Xiyan looked down at the shape: "What does this mean?"

Tantai Zhao had told him before that this was their heresy's unique way of guiding people, but he still didn't recognize it.

After Cang Mingzhu was placed, he pointed: "These two pieces mean that the bridge is broken and do not go. These two pieces mean to take a detour. This one means that the destination is still at this location."

Teng Xiyan observed it carefully and said, OK, I understand.

"Let's go." After getting in the car, he reversed and left, taking a different path.

As soon as the two people walked forward, two mutants rushed out from the grass on one side and bit each other. They rolled over the bridge. One mutant stepped on a stone on its foot and slashed forward, biting the other with its fangs. The necks of the mutants both fell into the river.

In less than an hour, a small tricycle drove here slowly. Tantai Zhao held the handlebar and looked speechless.

Not long ago, two people on both sides tied his arms tightly, unwilling to sit in the back open position of the tricycle.

Lin Wangxi had a look of resentment on his face. The tricycle was very noisy and attracted many mutants on the way here. He was almost fighting and walking away.

"Li Jiaoyang, can you go to the back? Don't you know that you are big and can squeeze people?" Lin Wangxi passed under Tantai Zhao's armpit and poked Li Jiaoyang's armpit hard.

Li Jiaoyang was ticklish, and his whole body hung outside to avoid Lin Wangxi's claws. His hand tightly grasped Tantai Zhao's arm: "Don't talk about martial arts, why don't you go to the back?"

The two people squeezed into Tantai Zhao and attacked each other. The car swayed left and right, but neither of them noticed it. In the end——

Tantai Zhao stared at the tricycle that had overturned in the ditch with a dark face and the two idiots who didn't dare to look at him.

"I'll give you ten minutes to save the car." Tantai Zhao picked up the stick on the ground and slapped it casually in his hand, with a smile on his face, as if he was going to pick it up in the next second. The guy called them over.

The two people rushed into the ditch. Li Jiaoyang held the front wheel, and Lin Wangxi pushed the railing at the back. It took all the strength of eating a lollipop to get the tricycle up.

In the end, the two people were driven to the back of the hood and stared at each other resentfully.

Tantai Zhao braked suddenly and the two of them rushed forward. Lin Wangxi covered her head: "Mingkong, what are you doing?"

"The bridge here is broken and we can't cross."

Tantai Zhao parked the car, walked to the river, and looked towards the opposite bank.

"Mingkong! There is a mark of our heresy here! It should have been left by the boss and the others!" Li Jiaoyang squatted by the bridge and stared at a few stones.

Tantai Zhao heard the sound and walked over quickly.

Li Jiaoyang looked at the marks on the ground with some confusion, "Strange, boss... want us to return to the base?"

Tantai Zhao stared at the mark on the ground and couldn't help but frown, but the mark on the ground did tell them to return. Shouldn't they go to the north?

impossible!

Now that neither of their bracelets can contact each other, and he doesn't know what the situation is now, he stood up: "But it doesn't rule out that something has moved the stones here."

He pointed to the scratches on the side of the broken bridge and said: "These scratches are very new. They should have been left recently. It is also possible that the mutants accidentally touched the rocks when they were biting here."

"Then where are we going now?" Lin Wangxi asked.

Tantai Zhao: "Contact the people at the base first. If the boss goes back, let us know. We'd better go around to the north to have a look, so that I can rest assured."

Li Jiaoyang closed the stones, then clapped his hands and stood up: "OK, I think so too, let's go!"

Turning around, the three of them stared at the tattered tricycle, lost in thought.

"...Why don't we find a place to change cars first?" Lin Wangxi suggested.

Li Jiaoyang nodded in agreement: "I think this proposal is good!"

Tantai Zhao's face darkened again. He walked up silently and turned the accelerator. The two of them made a tacit agreement not to provoke Tantai Zhao and climbed up the convertible at the back obediently.

Teng Xiyan ate dry compressed food while driving.

"What if a mutant messes up the marks you placed, or makes them go in the wrong direction?"

Cang Mingzhu moved his right hand gently, but the biting pain was still piercing his heart. He replied calmly: "Even if the direction has changed, they will come to the north first. If there is no one, they will mark the direction they know."

"Because our destination was the north in the beginning. I know Tantai Zhao, and he also knows us. Everything is based on the destination and mission."

"So they will definitely come to the north to gather."