Early morning was always the best time of the day, and it was no exception in the apocalypse.
Zhang Xiaoqiang drove the three-wheeled farm vehicle on the highway, and the destination was Wuhan City.
Wuhan City was after all a provincial capital city, and the importance of the central government to the provincial capital was certainly greater than that of the prefecture-level city.
In addition to the local police force stationed in the provincial capital, there would definitely be a lot of survivors gathered.
The survival rate of individuals in the apocalypse was too small. Although otakus did not need too many interpersonal relationships, otakus were after all not like monks who practiced in ancient temples deep in the mountains. They needed society and popularity.
To be precise, they needed things to kill time. The reason why otakus otakus were otakus was because they were always empty, and they always wanted to stand out from the world.
They always felt that they did not fit in with the world, and they did not care about how others looked at them. They only wanted to find a space that belonged to them in this materialistic market.
Otakus stood as bystanders and looked at everything that happened around them. They might not look good, or they might be obscure, but they had their own position in life, and their own thoughts. These thoughts were not imposed by others, because otakus had their own world. They did not care about the thoughts of those authorities, and they could criticize everything.
Because they had their own culture.
Unfortunately, they were independent from the world, but they could not escape from it. Most of them could only live in a closed and narrow space, and endure the strange looks of others.
Why was it that the people of the world did not approve of otakus, but the number of otakus was still increasing?
That was because otakus always had a heart of freedom, and they were not willing to be bound by the secular world. They may not have the ability to live a big life, but they could live a small life.
The morning sun was not scorching, and the air was filled with a cool feeling. The morning wind blew on his body and hit his face, bringing a refreshing feeling.
Yang Ke-er slept like a little pig in the car, and the jolting of the car could not disturb her sleep.
Thinking of the little girl's performance last night: "Brainless!"
Zhang Xiaoqiang thought so, but the corner of his mouth hung a smile. After all, Yang Ke-er was very considerate, and he did not raise her for nothing.
No wonder some otakus always yearned for the nurturing game.
"There's a situation!" Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the front, and his heart tightened. He stopped the car and raised his binoculars to observe.
About three to four hundred meters ahead, there was a small river with a concrete bridge over it.
The bridge wasn't too long. It was about ten meters long and eight meters wide.
A long-distance bus crashed diagonally into the guardrail on the left side of the cement bridge. The bus and the guardrail formed a human shape.
There was a gap of three to four meters between the right guardrail and the back of the bus, just enough for a small car to pass through.
Unfortunately, it was now filled with dozens of zombies.
According to his previous thoughts, Zhang Xiaoqiang would definitely call Yang Ke-er and the two of them would wipe out the zombies together.
However, after experiencing two risks that he shouldn't have, Zhang Xiaoqiang became more cautious. He got out of the car and walked to a small mound in front of him. He laid on the ground and carefully observed it.
Zhang Xiaoqiang laid on the mound and used his binoculars to observe the bridge. Because of the angle, he could see more clearly. The bus was a 12-meter long Golden Dragon bus. The body of the bus was painted bright red. The front of the bus had crashed into the opposite side of the bridge. There were nearly fifty zombies scattered on the bridge, but there didn't seem to be any evolved zombies.
On the bus, there was a SZ city – J city sign. Not long after crossing the bridge, they should reach J city. Presumably, the Golden Dragon bus came from the highway and headed towards J city.
Thinking of the highway, Zhang Xiaoqiang was also depressed. The day before yesterday, Zhang Xiaoqiang drove the tricycle onto the highway to experience the feeling of a farm vehicle. Who knew that after driving for a few kilometers, they would reach the entrance of the highway. Zhang Xiaoqiang felt as though he had arrived at a junkyard in a western movie.
All kinds of luxurious caravans, high-end sports cars, large trucks, small cars were like a pot of boiled eight treasures porridge. At the highest point, the cars were stacked up to 7-8 meters high. There were dozens of cars that were burned to an empty shell. Zombies and skeletons could be seen everywhere. It was truly a doomsday scene.
There was no other way, he could only obediently take the old road.
Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang relaxed. As long as there weren't any evolved zombies, there wouldn't be a problem.
Just as he was about to get up, he noticed something was wrong.
Near the bridge, there were 4-5 cars that had crashed into each other. The bodies of the cars were twisted into a dough twist.
But all the car doors had been torn off and thrown to the side. The furthest one was thrown more than 10 meters away.
Ordinary zombies definitely wouldn't have such strength!
The temperature gradually rose. Sweat started to seep out of his forehead. After lying down for a long time, his chest started to feel stuffy.
Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't dare to be careless and carefully observed.
If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't know the way, this was the only road on the map to reach the provincial city.
Zhang Xiaoqiang would definitely take a detour. After going through so many difficulties, he didn't want to die in this small ditch.
The zombies on the other side of the bridge were in a commotion. They seemed to be avoiding something and quickly moved away. A tall D2 zombie appeared from the front of the bus.
The moment the D2 zombie appeared, Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart turned cold. The last time he came into contact with a D2 was a nightmare that he didn't want to recall. Zhang Xiaoqiang could never forget the fear he felt when he was on the roof of the bus.
He also couldn't forget the fear he felt when he was blocked by the D2.
Zhang Xiaoqiang turned around and wanted to run. He was very afraid. To him, the D2 was like facing a fully armed tank with his bare hands. The sniper crossbow that could pierce through steel would only break the D2's skin. He didn't have the confidence to defeat it. Even if he had the Beast Horn Spear in his hands, it would still be the same.
The D2 walked to the bridge and stopped. Zhang Xiaoqiang saw it sniff the air and let out an angry roar. Even Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was over 200m away, could hear it.
"Shit!"
Zhang Xiaoqiang was shocked. He was at the advantage, and the wind had sent his scent to the D2's nose. The D2 had already sensed his presence.
Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped up from the ground and ran to the tricycle. He ignited the engine and the tricycle turned around and drove back the way he came.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was thinking of ways to increase the speed of the tricycle, but the tricycle stopped at the most crucial moment. The speed became slower and slower until it stopped and refused to move.
"F * ck!"
Zhang Xiaoqiang remembered that he had not refueled the tricycle since he came out. In the past, he would only refuel when he was out of fuel. Now, retribution had come.
Zhang Xiaoqiang woke up Yang Ke-er who was in a deep sleep. He carried the Beast Horn Spear and pulled Yang Ke-er towards the field by the roadside.
"Uncle, what are you hiding for?" Yang Ke-er was confused as she was pulled by Zhang Xiaoqiang.
"Zombies!"
Zhang Xiaoqiang did not turn back to see if the D2 had caught up to them, even though they were at least 200m away.
"Cheh!
Uncle, what's there to be afraid of?
Watch me deal with them. "Yang Ke-er did not know the situation and turned around to face the D2.
Zhang Xiaoqiang's strength was not as strong as Yang Ke-er's, and he was quickly freed. He panicked and said, "It's an evolved one, and it's a second evolution!" Zhang Xiaoqiang had to explain to Yang Ke-er.
"How many?" Yang Ke-er stopped and asked.
"One!"
Zhang Xiaoqiang also felt embarrassed. No matter what, he had killed many people before, but now he was like a mouse being chased.
"It's very powerful, even crossbow bolts can't kill it!" Zhang Xiaoqiang explained to Yang Ke-er, trying to hide his cowardice.
"It's very fast?"
Yang Ke-er understood. According to gaming experience, they had met a big boss. A boss with thick skin and fast speed was not something they could afford to provoke.
"It's not that fast!
It's about the same speed as a normal person jogging. "Zhang Xiaoqiang recalled the first time he met a D2.
"Then there's no need to be afraid. According to my gaming experience, as long as it doesn't touch me, I can slowly kill it!" Yang Ke-er was very proud of his gaming experience. He turned and walked towards the bridge.