Early morning.
A bus was parked there.
Truong Hao and the others moved the corpse from the bus to the roadside.
Everyone's mood was very low.
When they first set off towards the Hoang City Sunshine Shelter, they were truly filled with endless hope.
However, now everyone was gloomy and lifeless, unwilling to speak. They already harbored doubts about whether they could safely reach their destination.
After Truong Hao and Ngo Dong Luong finished these things, they looked at the group in the bus. They could see that the group's expressions were not good. After all, what happened in the early morning was truly terrifying.
When they got out to check, the bus's sheet metal was full of handprints, and the broken windows couldn't be repaired. The iron mesh covering the windows was severely damaged and had come loose under the zombies' agitation.
Truong Hao walked over to Mo Lam's side and said softly: "Everyone's spirits are not high."
Mo Lam was very helpless, "There's no other way. Only by reaching the Hoang City Sunshine Shelter can we be safe. Have you checked the bus? Are there still any problems?"
"The windows are broken and can't be repaired. We can only refasten the iron mesh," Truong Hao said.
Mo Lam nodded. Taking advantage of the dawn, she stepped on the accelerator and headed towards Hoang City. Arriving earlier meant peace of mind earlier. This was her current thought.
After a while.
There was movement ahead.
Mo Lam said: "There's a situation ahead. Everyone be careful."
Truong Hao and Ngo Dong Luong's expressions were solemn. They gripped their weapons tightly, quickly stood up to look at the situation ahead, and frowned. What was blocking the front wasn't zombies, but some armed survivors.
The survivors in the bus were all very nervous.
Their faces were pale. What they feared most was hearing "there's a situation ahead" or similar words.
They really didn't want to encounter zombies.
Having deeply experienced the ferocity of zombies, they were already scared out of their wits by them. Someone stood up to look around. They had thought it was zombies. After seeing it wasn't zombies, they slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
The road ahead was blocked.
The bus slowly stopped.
Mo Lam didn't open the door but was ready at any time. If the situation wasn't right, she would immediately step on the accelerator and force her way through. She remembered Ton Nang's reminder: don't casually trust strangers.
She strongly agreed with this statement.
Zombies were indeed terrifying, but survivors living in the apocalypse were often even more terrifying than zombies.
"Hello, is there anything?" Mo Lam rolled down the window and asked through the iron mesh.
There were three survivors by the roadside. Beside them was parked an extremely domineering vehicle, entirely metal, as if it had been specially lengthened. Whether there were people hidden inside was unknown; the black windows prevented seeing the situation inside.
"Hello, we are members of the Apocalypse Rescue Action Group. My name is Ly Long, and these are my teammates. Don't be nervous; we are not bad people."
The middle-aged man speaking was named Ly Long, the person in charge of this action group.
"Apocalypse Rescue Action Group?"
Mo Lam had never heard of such an organization. However, looking at the firearms slung across their bodies, she knew they had armed forces to protect themselves. This was not common in the apocalypse, mainly because weapons were a bit difficult to obtain.
But to be able to get weapons, they must have connections.
The survivors in the bus stood up and moved closer to the front of the bus. It was mainly the name "Apocalypse Rescue Action Group" that attracted their attention.
Ly Long didn't expect the number of survivors in this bus to be not small, "Yes, it means what it says on the surface, the Rescue Action Group. Our group of people all gathered together after the apocalypse. Our purpose is to save more survivors, unite together, and jointly face the disturbances of the apocalypse."
When he said these words.
Light glinted in the eyes of the survivors in the bus.
They just wanted a stable life, not to always be worried and wandering outside.
"Very good, really very good."
Mo Lam nodded. She still wasn't sure if the other party was trustworthy, but what the other party had said so far was really good.
"In this situation, if we still don't unite, then we humans really have no hope."
Ly Long sighed. His weathered face revealed that he had experienced many things in the apocalypse, but in the end, he had persevered until now with strong willpower.
Then, he looked at Mo Lam.
"It's really risky for you to be outside like this. Why don't you come with us? Although our base can't be considered luxurious, many survivors live there. Everyone is striving to survive, and three meals a day are still guaranteed."
Ly Long extended an olive branch to Mo Lam.
Normally, no survivor would refuse their invitation. This was like being scattered in the wild; when encountering compatriots, they would often cooperate and advance together.
"Sorry, we can't go with you. The place we want to go is the Hoang City Sunshine Shelter."
Mo Lam thought for a moment and still refused the other party's invitation.
It wasn't that she suspected the other party was a bad person. And she also thought, going anywhere was still going, why not just go with them?
However, Ton Nang's words always lingered in her mind.
"The Hoang City Sunshine Shelter has the life you want."
This sentence had a great influence on her.
It directly swayed her decision.
There was even a voice echoing in her heart.
Go to Hoang City, go to Hoang City.
Ly Long frowned and said: "Hoang City? It's a very long way from here to Hoang City. Given the current situation, it's an unknown whether you can even make it. It's even very possible that you'll be surrounded by a zombie army halfway."
"Besides, how can you be so sure there's a shelter in Hoang City?"
Mo Lam said: "A survivor told us. He said that place has the life we want."
"Haha." Ly Long laughed and shook his head, "I feel it's unbelievable. Do you know how dangerous cities are now? After the apocalypse broke out, the cities have the most zombies; they are everywhere. I think that guy might be trying to trick you, deliberately letting you go to your deaths."
"Think carefully. This isn't just your business; there are so many survivors following you. No matter what, you have to worry about their safety."
Ly Long's voice wasn't loud, nor was it soft. The survivors in the bus could all hear it.
He had noticed that the expressions of the survivors in the bus had changed.
Perhaps she wanted to go to Hoang City, but among this group of survivors, different thoughts had already begun to emerge.
Mo Lam looked at Ly Long, then turned her head to look at the group, pondering, "Sorry, I still want to go to Hoang City. I believe what he said."
"Sigh." Ly Long looked very regretful, "Alright, since it's your own choice, then I can't say much more. This gun is for you. I hope you won't need it. Actually, if I were to tell the truth, there's really no need to go. In this situation, it's the same everywhere. Perhaps Hoang City isn't as good as you imagine."
Ly Long passed the firearm through a window that had no iron mesh.
Truong Hao and Ngo Dong Luong looked at each other.
To be honest, they were a little tempted.
Ly Long's demeanor was worth their trust. They also agreed with what he said. In fact, it was the same in any shelter. Moreover, this group had firearms, so their safety was guaranteed.
Mo Lam said: "Perhaps you're right, but since the decision has been made, I want to persevere."
"Sigh, alright then. I wish you a smooth journey." Ly Long turned to leave. When his back was to them, his lips moved slightly.
It was as if he was counting numbers.
"Please wait a moment."
A survivor called out.
Ly Long looked at that strange survivor. He saw a haggard expression on the other's face, and the dull eyes were enough to prove that the other person had always been hovering in despair.
The survivor speaking was a middle-aged man, balding, perhaps a minor leader in peacetime.
"I want to go to your side," the middle-aged man said.
Ly Long looked at him, then at Mo Lam, "Your companion wants to go with us. What do you say?"
Mo Lam said: "I still want to go to Hoang City."
She didn't know why she had to insist on going to Hoang City. Perhaps this was the nature of a Virgo woman; once a decision was made, it wouldn't change, appearing very stubborn.
The balding survivor hurriedly said: "She can go her way, I'll go with you. I feel that instead of going to that Hoang City of unknown authenticity, it's better to go with you."
Mo Lam looked at him and said nothing more. She couldn't control other people's thoughts.
"Everyone, I know you just want a stable life. The place I need to go is Hoang City. No matter what, it won't change. You can go with them, or you can follow me to Hoang City."
"The decision is yours."
She knew how much temptation this group of armed survivors appearing before them would create.
She had a premonition.
The number of survivors willing to follow her to Hoang City might be very small.