After breakfast, they had to set off again.
Wang Weihu left the earthen fortress standing instead of dismantling it. It might come in handy on their way back, or another combat squad might be able to use it.
The moment everyone stepped out of the fortress, the cold wind sent a shiver through them. It was freezing.
Every so often, the crunch of footsteps in snow sounded along the road.
They continued onward.
Xu Duoduo felt refreshed after a good night's sleep. That was one perk of being a little zombie: as long as she didn't completely exhaust her mutant ability, she never suffered from aches and pains.
Qin Luo yawned. A certain clingy zombie had spent last night plastered against him, leaving him short on sleep. Still, Xu Duoduo wasn't stiff like other zombies. She was soft, like an oversized doll in his arms. At first, she felt slightly cool, but after he held her for a while, she took on his body heat.
The problem was that she'd kept wriggling into his arms during the first half of the night. He'd only managed to settle down after wrapping her up like a Shishi Worm and holding her that way. Otherwise, all her squirming left him burning with desire.
Qin Luo had only managed to catch a little sleep in the second half of the night.
Now the little zombie was wandering around, looking as lively as could be, while exhaustion covered his face. He felt as though a temptress had sucked out his soul.
Qin Luo sighed.
Meanwhile, Xu Duoduo was busy looking around. After the heavy snowfall, with visibility so poor this morning, she had to pay close attention to find materials.
When they returned to yesterday's location, they found that many of the mutant birds had