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22. Chapter 22 Roadblocks

Cheng Xianglong and Wang Lu followed Yi Chen back to the cash truck.

Yi Chen briefly introduced their situation. As Ling Zhe said, everyone had no reaction and accepted the new member in silence.

The addition of the new members made the carriage that originally had little space more crowded. Ling Lan checked their bodies and simply dealt with several abrasions.

Cheng Xianglong felt extremely itchy when he saw that there were several shotguns in the car. He had mastered a lot of theoretical knowledge and had never practiced it.

He couldn't help asking: "Give me one! I feel a good gun in the game. If I encounter zombies again, I will sweep them!"

"I'm sorry, no way. We can't trust you now. There are so many supplies in the car now, and it's hard to guarantee that you won't be fooled. What if you touch the gun and shoot us first?" Ling Zhe refused.

"Hey, you just don't deal with me, right?" Cheng Xianglong became angry.

"So what if I don't deal with it? I'll drive here. If you are not happy, you can go down." Ling Zhe said with a smile. This is his biggest capital at present, and even Yi Chen can't do anything about it.

Cheng Xianglong was poked into the weak point and snorted.

Anyway, he was holding Yi Chen's thighs, so it's easy for others to do anything. When he arrived in Nanchuan and his situation was safe, he no longer had to rely on them.

The group continued on the road. Halfway through, they stopped and rested and ate some of the food.

Ling Lan, who is responsible for material statistics, is a little worried.

According to the current food reserves, saving only one person can eat for two days. There is a lot of time to delay on the road. If something happens halfway and cannot reach Nanchuan as soon as possible, it will be very dangerous.

To be on the safe side, I have to find a way to replenish some food.

As for the dietary issues of the infected people Yi Chen and Liang Bing, Ling Lan has already discussed with everyone: Everyone takes turns to draw blood to provide them with drinks.

They are the key to whether this small team can arrive in Nanchuan safely, but it is also an irregular bomb. If you cannot eat in time, you may lose control.

No one dared to take this risk. After Ling Lan proposed the suggestion of taking turns to draw blood, he passed the vote unanimously.

The first person to provide blood was Zhu Youzheng. He shivered and stretched out his fat white arms, his unfirm appearance as if he was ready to pull his hands back at any time.

Ling Lan did not give him any chance to repent, so he found the right blood vessel and slap it quickly.

Soon 400 ml of bright red blood was filled in two mugs, Yi Chen and Liang Bing each of them.

"I have to eat something more..." Zhu Youzheng felt a little dizzy. 400 ml of blood accounted for 5% of the total blood volume of the body. He couldn't keep up with the nutrition these days, and he was very nervous again. Under the dual effects, he couldn't bear it anymore.

Others were in a complicated mood when watching this scene. Did they rely on the infected person or became the food for the infected person? If this was to become the norm, they wouldn't have that much blood to smoke.

Yi Chen didn't want to eat in front of so many people. He walked away with a cup and drank slowly.

Human blood is far more delicious than frozen meat, and his body is more loyal to this taste. He has to admit that it is a kind of enjoyment.

When he was eating for the first time in the hospital, he almost completely took away his reason by the zombie virus. However, as Liang Bing said, he always remembered that reaction and always warned himself not to be greedy for too much and fast.

Yi Chen noticed that Ling Zhe had left the team, squatted alone on the side of the road, fiddling with the weeds with a wooden stick.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"I'm wondering what else can humans eat in the future," said Ling Zhe.

Yi Chen was stunned.

Ling Zhe's concerns were very practical. Almost all animals that were exposed to the black rain turned into zombies and monsters, and the plants did not escape the disaster.

The originally vibrant green green has now turned gray and yellow, and strange and abrupt veins can be seen under the withered leaves, and they are also contaminated.

Large crops have been affected, and the food and drink of survivors has become a serious problem. Nanchuan, which they are about to go to, has taken in survivors from several cities. Is there enough food and water there?

"The surface of the soil is black, but the inner layer is still normal brown and yellow. It is estimated that the black rain will be short-lived and it has not penetrated completely." Ling Zhe said while digging the soil.

An earthworm was disturbed and hurriedly wandered and fled.

"This earthworm still looks the same as before. It is probably because the soil protects it. Other insects and animals on the surface are not so lucky..."

When Ling Zhe saw Yi Chen listening carefully, he spoke happily, and talked about his major again.

"I studied biological science in college. My freshman major courses include botany experiments, observing specimens, making tissue slices, etc. Sophomore year, there are zoology experiments, mainly dissecting some small animals, insects, etc.... I usually don't get along with this kind of course."

Yi Chen nodded. Judging from Ling Zhe's personality, this major is indeed very suitable for him.

"Do you set out now?" Ling Lan asked from afar.

"Let's go." Yi Chen greeted Ling Zhe. No matter what, he had to arrive in Nanchuan first. His family was there.

For these survivors on the road, Nanchuan is more like a utopia, carrying their hopes and spiritual sustenance.

The road conditions are getting worse and worse, and the armored truck is moving slowly. It is almost dark again and it has only been more than half of the mileage. However, if you rush to the night, you are expected to arrive in Nanchuan at night.

"There is a problem one kilometer away." Yi Chen sensed something.

Liang Bing, who was taking a nap while holding a teddy bear, also widened his eyes. Yi Chen was right.

"What's the situation?" Ling Zhe slowed down the vehicle.

"There are dozens of people...and zombies!"

The number of zombies is not large, about one-third of the living people, and it is still slowly decreasing.

Are the survivors destroying zombies?

"Don't care about them, let's rush over." Ling Zhe said. He was worried that Yi Chen would ask to stop and see the situation on a whim. He didn't want to waste time any more.

However, two heavy trucks ahead were crossing the road, firmly blocking their way.

"Damn!" Ling Zhe wanted to curse. Even if they worked together to push such a car, they couldn't push it.

It seems that I have to go on and see if I do.

"Zhu Youzheng and Cheng Xianglong, you stay and take care of women and guard the supplies. Ling Zhe, come with me." Yi Chen arranged.

Liang Bing wanted to play the role of prediction, but Yi Chen said it was not necessary. Now that living people have the upper hand, it is impossible for those zombies to counterattack.

Yi Chen threw a shotgun to Cheng Xianglong.

"Don't hesitate if there is any emergencies, I believe your judgment."

"Yeah." Cheng Xianglong felt heavy in his heart because of Yi Chen's trust.

Ling Zhe also brought a gun. He was about to leave when he was stopped by Cheng Xianglong.

"Hey, I'll tell you a message for free. This kind of shotgun equipped with armed escort has the first two air rounds, and the third one is live ammunition. Be careful when using it."

"There are all written in the shooting game you play?" Yi Chen couldn't help asking.

"...My brother used to have an idea of ​​banking when he was short of money." Cheng Xianglong scratched his head embarrassedly.
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