With this map, finding Hurricane Base became much easier.
However, given Qi Xing's previous record of getting lost even with a map, Jiang Zhaosu took charge of it and served as the navigator.
After suffering the physical and mental ordeal of personally dismembering corpses at noon, Bai Xiaoling cried and vomited again and again. By the afternoon, she was completely done for, listlessly curled up in the back compartment and not daring to say another word.
Without her comedy routine, Jiang Zhaosu lost much of her entertainment. She could only obediently watch the road and direct Qi Xing.
Hurricane Base was not in the city. It was still some distance from where they currently were.
That night, they camped beside a stretch of farmland.
Calling it camping was a stretch. They still stayed inside the vehicle because it was safer and warmer there.
As a zombie, Jiang Zhaosu did not need sleep.
After Qi Xing and Bai Xiaoling fell asleep, she quietly opened the door, intending to take a walk.
But after only a few steps, Jiang Zhaosu caught a familiar scent.
She turned around and saw Qi Xing getting out of the vehicle as well, following behind her.
The temperature difference between day and night was drastic. Qi Xing had changed into a black down jacket. His cool, fair face carried a hazy transparency in the night, like the bleak moonlight overhead—so pale it was almost unsettling.
If Qi Xing had not still carried the scent of a human, and if his skin had not been warm and soft, Jiang Zhaosu might have mistaken him for one of her kind.
Jiang Zhaosu tilted her head. "You, not sleeping?"
Qi Xing quickly walked to her side, looking somewhat irritated. "She keeps crying... I can't sleep."
She?
Bai Xiaoling?
Jiang Zhaosu