It's finally safe.

They were sitting in the car, driving very fast and the wind was strong.

This badly damaged pickup truck creaked and made a lot of noise while driving.

Shaxin and the others sat on the side of the carriage, staring blankly at the rear, blowing in the wind.

Let it go for a while.

Those ten minutes just now were so exciting, the adrenaline was soaring, and they consumed a lot of physical and mental energy.

My mind was a little blank at this time.

The carriage was a little crowded, with nine zombie corpses placed there, as well as four people and some supplies they had recently collected.

After a few minutes, Gu Jia asked:

"Brother, where are we going now?"

Xue Xin looked south, took a deep breath and said: "Drive south. If you can find a suitable shelter on the way, stay there. We will return to the trading market early tomorrow morning."

This place is more than 100 kilometers away from the trading market, and the top speed of their damaged pickup truck is only 50 kilometers per hour.

There is something wrong with the car body itself. If you drive too fast, it is easy for the car body to disintegrate directly.

The roads were not easy to walk on either, so they could only drive at 50 kilometers.

It is already three o'clock in the afternoon, and it will probably take almost three hours to return to the trading market.

But the trading market closes at six o'clock.

The trading market always closes at six o'clock in the evening, and it closes on time as soon as the time comes.

Even if we return to the trading market now, we can still get in before it closes.

but,

They dare not gamble.

If they didn't catch up, they would have to find a temporary place, and they would still have to bring a cart full of supplies, with the carcasses of nine wolves on the cart.

They must find a shelter that is stable and safe enough. Even if it is messy, as long as it has strong walls and a closed space, they can spend the night safely.

Generally speaking, basements are the most popular.

Ever since wall-climbing zombies appeared, high-rise buildings are no longer safe.

It is useless to live on more than ten floors, because the sense of smell of wall-climbing zombies is more sensitive than that of ordinary zombies.

No matter how high you are, wall-climbing zombies may find you.

High-rise residential buildings basically have window glass. Natural disasters in recent years have caused the glass in these high-rise buildings to be basically broken.

Wall-climbing zombies can climb more than ten stories high and come in through windows.

High-rise, not safe.

But the basement also has a disadvantage, which is that it needs to be checked every time you go in.

The basement is the darkest and dampest place in a building, and zombies like this kind of place.

So every time before entering the basement, you have to check whether there are any zombies in the basement. If not, they will dare to live in it.

Vehicles speed on the road.

Fifty kilometers per hour is not considered speeding, but having a car in the apocalypse is already considered rare.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the outskirts of Que County.

"Brother, that place looks quite suitable." Lao Qi pointed to a restaurant not far away and said.

Lao Diao Fried Restaurant.

Three floors, one underground level.

This house was built relatively early, with one and a half floors lower than the road.

Before the end of the world, roads in national highways and townships would be repaired every year. The roads were getting taller and wider every year.

This Lao Diao stir-fried restaurant is right next to this rural road.

The most important thing is that there is an entrance driveway next to it, and they can drive their car down there.

Shaxin took a look at the restaurant, nodded and said, "Okay, that's it."

Generally speaking, restaurants will have warehouses, which are underground and relatively closed.

The third child slowed down and drove the car outside the restaurant.

parking!

Shaxin jumped out of the car with a machete in hand, and said to Cheng Yun and Lao Liu, Nandou in the car:

"You three are watching outside. Let's go down and take a look. If it's safe, you can just drive down."

"Okay." The three of them said in unison.

"Let's go." Shaxin said to Ge Xiang, Lao Er, and Lao Qi.

The three people jumped out of the car and followed Sha Xin with weapons in hand.

Killing Heart held a machete in one hand and a flashlight in the other, and walked into the restaurant cautiously.

The ground is covered with glass. I don’t know how to weld the restaurant’s plaque, but it still stands firmly on the door. The advertisement on the wall reads [Fat Brother Betel Nut, give me a punch, and I will lift you up]. The advertisement is posted on the surface.

A layer of dust has condensed.

The four of them walked forward and into the restaurant.

The tables and chairs in the restaurant were scattered, and the liquor placed behind the counter had long been taken away.

There was a thick layer of dust on the ground, and they walked over it, leaving footprints one after another.

Suddenly, Lao Qi saw a familiar red can.

Wang Xiaoji.

He knelt down and picked it up.

Very light.

I looked at the mouth of the bottle and saw that it was empty.

well.......

The greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

But he didn't throw the can away, but stuffed it into his shoulder bag.

Cans are also useful. If you cut the mouth of the bottle, you can use it to boil water or use it as a cup.

After so many years of the end of the world, there are fewer and fewer useful materials. Many times, they are like those garbage collectors before the end of the world, picking up "garbage" everywhere.

Those items that were treated as garbage before the end of the world can always be used in the end of the world.

For example, shoes with holes in them, backpacks, clothes, ceramic cups with a chipped mouth...

They can be used just as well after being washed.

Not to mention anything else, nothing about what Sha Xin and the others are wearing now was picked up.

soon.

They finished cleaning the first floor. The good news is that no zombies were found, and the bad news is that they didn't find anything useful.

"Go downstairs." Shaxin said to the three people behind him.

Directly opposite the hall, there are steps going down.

It was only four or five o'clock at this time, and the light outside was relatively strong. In fact, not all of the basement level of this restaurant was under the earth.

The underground floor faces away from the country road, and in front of the underground floor is an abandoned field.

Perhaps when it was first built, the rural road was level with the first floor underground, but as time went by, the rural road increased in height and the first floor became underground.

What was originally a second floor became a first floor above ground.

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It was full of musty smells, dark and damp.

Shaxin turned on the flashlight, found a door at the corner, and pushed it open.

Suddenly, I discovered that there was an open space in front of me, with a roof.

Behind the open space is an upward driveway. It seems that this place was used as an underground garage by the original owner of the restaurant.

He closed the door and continued searching the basement level.

After searching around, no useful supplies were found.

As a place where food and other supplies were abundant before the apocalypse, restaurants have always been the first place that survivors after the apocalypse search.

Six years have passed, and everything of some use has been dismantled and taken away.
To be continued...