90: Back on the Road

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The countless vehicles on the highway formed a river of steel. The cars surged forward like turbulent currents under the blue road sign as if trying to create an escape path to survive. There was a cacophony of insane car horns, the sound of crashing cars, crying screeches and irate arguments, and the aftermath of various collided cars... This horror scene quickly spread and extended...

Until everything suddenly stopped as if someone had pressed a "pause" button.

Lin Sanjiu threaded through the rows of cars stuck in an eternal traffic jam. Apart from her own footsteps and the incessant sound of a car horn coming from a distance, there was silence. It was that very jutting honk that made the highway seemed even more lifeless.

Suddenly, the sharp, annoying blare stopped. Hu Changzai was some distance away from her. He was in front of a car whose original color had already faded beyond recognition. He straightened his back as he complained, "Of all places, he had to die on his car horn."

When Lin Sanjiu heard this, she remembered how Luther had stepped quickly and callously on the backs of multiples corpses — she had been so angry back then. But now, their impression of a dead body had turned from that of unimaginable fear to something that they were so used to seeing that they wouldn't even raise a brow.

The blue sky hung over her as she looked up to read the road sign above. The road sign had been exposed to the sandstorms and high heat for over six months, so it wasn't a mystery why the words on the sign were barely readable. Lin Sanjiu squinted and stood on the spot with her head tilted for several minutes before she eventually made out the words with some guessing. She yelled to her companions, who were far away from her, "We're 60 kilometers away from Yanping Port!"

"We're still that far?" B. Rabbit sighed as he stood on top of a flattened Volvo, still in his goth makeup. "Couldn't we have gotten a special item that could let us fly?"

Due to their [Versu Poison], they spread themselves out and walked at their own pace. It had already been more than one month since they escaped that weird game-type pocket dimension. This one month had been unexpectedly peaceful, apart from the fact that they were often hungry and beleaguered by thirst. It had already been two days since they last ate.

The high temperatures no longer posed a threat to their enhanced body, but it created another problematic situation. Without the water reserve in their vehicles, they naturally thought that they could find some food supplies from supermarkets, food factories, or convenient stores... They initially thought that, within this large city, it would be easy to find a supermarket that hadn't been ransacked. However, they were proven wrong by reality.

Vacuum-packed and dried food had all been taken from the shelves. Going to a supermarket was probably the first thing on everyone's mind, so there wasn't even a single bottle of water left in most supermarkets they went to. And those were the supermarkets that still remained intact at all after the apocalypse. Most of the supermarkets in the city were destroyed along with the entire building they were in. Under the hot weather, they were now merely heaps of rubble.

Nothing. There was no food or drinkable water anywhere. Even the city's reservoirs were dried up, leaving only a shallow sump surrounded by mud.

Just as all of them began to worry and get closer to despair, Lin Sanjiu suddenly thought of a place. If things went well, the water and food supplies stored there would far exceed any supermarket. In addition to that, not many people would even think of that place: the customs warehouse at the port.

As a flourishing port city, the city's imports and exports figures were astronomical. Imported consumables were one of the special goods that had to be stored in a customs warehouse for a month for inspection before they got approved.

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