After the initial attack by the zombie horde, only a little over three hundred people remained, and their progress sped up considerably.
It took them over half a month to get from White Dragon Base to Four Seasons Valley.
They encountered no more large-scale attacks along the way, only scattered zombies and mutated beasts.
They suffered no major casualties.
The birds guided them while scouting ahead.
They led the survivors around large groups of beasts and dangerous mutated plants. If they spotted a large group of zombies, they even guided the team around it.
That was why the route to Four Seasons Valley differed every time.
Since only one Space ability user remained and their food reserves were severely depleted, they had to ration the black flatbread.
The survivors visibly grew thinner by the day.
But Jiang You couldn't figure something out. These past few days had thoroughly proven the usefulness of the birds.
Whenever danger appeared, they could almost always warn them in advance.
Allowing everyone to avoid it.
Then why, when they had encountered that massive zombie horde, hadn't those birds given them any warning?
At the very front of the team, Zheng Fan rode a horse with a sparrow perched on his shoulder.
Zhang Cheng walked beside him, his stern face darker than the bottom of a cooking pot.
After all, the three-thousand-strong Sino team had been reduced to just over three hundred, and several dozen of those were members of the escort team.
It was no different from the entire army being wiped out.
They might as well have all died. Then he could have taken the escort team back and reported his mission completed.
Thinking of that, Zhang Cheng had been irritable the entire way.
Xu Jing didn't return to the team until the second