Corpse Tower

“It came recently?” Song Ning asked, puzzled.

Zheng Zhiyi nodded, “Definitely, otherwise, I wouldn’t have survived until now.”

After a moment of silence, Song Ning immediately chose to have Wu Sheng drive the semi-trailer away, even though it was already in a broken state. At least it could still run.

As long as it could run, accelerating through this area should be enough.

Ping Chengcheng didn’t object either. Since the Flesh Worm had just arrived at this place, it definitely hadn’t had time to set up a habitat. Taking advantage of this time, escaping as quickly as possible was the most important thing.

They were both Variant Bodies, so why was there such a big difference?

Ping Chengcheng didn’t want to bring Zheng Zhiyi along, but Zheng Zhiyi actually shamelessly followed them into the car. Ping Chengcheng was a little dissatisfied, but seeing that Song Ning didn’t say anything, she kept silent.

Zheng Zhiyi sat in the back of the container, looking in astonishment at the supplies in the car, swallowing a mouthful of saliva. As for the firearms? After the last experience of being discovered by the people at the farmhouse restaurant, all the firearms were placed in boxes and covered with cloth.

So much food! Zheng Zhiyi’s eyes gleamed. It was the first time she had seen so much food since the apocalypse began, and she had a new understanding of Ping Chengcheng and the others’ abilities.

She hadn’t eaten for three days. She had come out to look for food just now when she alarmed the zombie horde.

“Eat something.” Song Ning handed her a can.

“Thank, thank you.” Zheng Zhiyi blushed, but she wasn’t pretentious. She took it in her hands, looking at Song Ning gratefully.

Ping Chengcheng snorted softly, turning her head to look at the desolate scenery outside the container.

The semi-trailer’s engine was wailing, and the whole world outside was gray, with dust flying under the wheels.

After eating the canned food in one gulp and licking all the juice inside, Zheng Zhiyi smiled embarrassedly.

“That… thank you.”

Song Ning waved her hand, “It’s nothing.”

Admittedly, Zheng Zhiyi looked very disheveled now, covered in dust, but with the courage to face so many zombies and come out to find food alone, Song Ning wouldn’t look down on her.

“Hey, now that you’re full and have had your fill, won’t you tell us what reason you have for us to let you follow us?” Ping Chengcheng snorted, hugging Song Ning’s arm, with a hint of hostility in her eyes.

Zheng Zhiyi paused, “Um… I…”

“At least I’ll never hold you back! And.”

She said, patting the khaki backpack behind her, “I can fly drones.”

Ping Chengcheng raised her eyebrows, thinking of the common trick people used to search for food in her previous life: using drones to make noise to attract zombies, so that they would go somewhere else.

The girl looked at Zheng Zhiyi with less hostility: “Well then, if that’s the case, it’s not impossible.”

“But is your drone out of battery?”

Zheng Zhiyi nodded. If it had power, she wouldn’t have been chased by zombies to this extent.

“Take it to the USB port in the cab to charge it.”

Ping Chengcheng chuckled. Song Ning gently stroked her head. The girl broke free from her sister’s arms and reached out to Zheng Zhiyi: “Give it to me.”

“Ah?” Zheng Zhiyi was stunned for a while before reacting and giving the backpack to the girl.

The girl put on the khaki backpack, ran nimbly to the rear of the container in a few steps, and flipped over to the roof, her movements as smooth as flowing water, like a stunt performer in a movie.

“Gong, Kung Fu?” Zheng Zhiyi said in surprise.

Song Ning burst out laughing.

Throwing the backpack to Lao Ba and asking him to charge the drone, the girl returned to the container.

The semi-trailer managed to leave this area smoothly, luckily not encountering the Flesh Worm. Otherwise, even if Ping Chengcheng tried her best, she might only be able to take Song Ning away.

Everyone else would have to stay here to be buried.

In her previous life, the girl had not heard of this Flesh Worm in the A City base. She estimated that the high probability was because everyone who had seen it had died.

Five hours later, night was approaching, soon entering the darkness. The gray sky was very depressing.

On the roof of the fast-moving semi-trailer, the girl sat on the edge, swaying her little legs and humming a song.

The melody was very pleasant, especially Ping Chengcheng’s voice was very cute. Song Ning sat cross-legged beside the girl, listening quietly.

It was very familiar, reminding Song Ning of Ping Yan. Before the apocalypse broke out, he also liked this song. It seemed to be called “Love Needs to be Open and Honest.”

Zheng Zhiyi, carrying the backpack, trembled all over, on the roof, the road bumping every now and then making her body tense.

She looked at Song Ning and Ping Chengcheng, feeling more and more outrageous.

Were these two people monsters!?

The sound of the wind whistled in her ears, filling her clothes. Zheng Zhiyi sniffed, feeling like she was about to catch a cold.

“We’re here, Brother Wu, stop the car!” The girl’s voice was glutinous.

“Alright.”

The semi-trailer stopped next to a suburban villa area, where there were few zombies, as a place to stay for the night. It was now about twenty kilometers away from the A City base, but it would soon be dark. Not long after the apocalypse began, it was always shrouded in mist, and the visibility was really low. Now that the zombies had become stronger, anyone who drove at night would almost be looking for death.

“Alright, come on.” Ping Chengcheng hopped to Zheng Zhiyi’s side.

Zheng Zhiyi trembled all over as she struggled to climb up from the roof, sitting down on the steel plate with a “thump,” taking the drone out of her backpack.

A remote-controlled loudspeaker was tied to it, which was the key prop for attracting zombies.

The sky was dark, and Song Ning turned on a tactical flashlight, and a beam of light suddenly appeared, scaring Zheng Zhiyi.

“Giggle~” The girl felt amused by her cowardly appearance.

Accompanied by a buzzing sound, the drone slowly rose into the air. After moving away from the semi-trailer, it began to play music.

“You are my little, little apple~”

The cheerful and pleasant music relaxed Wu Sheng in the cab. He stretched and yawned.

“Xiao Ba, let me tell you, never provoke that girl.”

Lao Ba nodded with black lines all over his head. He knew it even if he didn’t say it.

“Roar!!”

The zombies in the villa area were attracted by the music and rushed out frantically. To prevent some zombies from being missed, the drone also made a few circles in the air.

Before long, hundreds of bloody zombies gathered below the drone, staring with pale eyes and opening their hideous mouths.

Stepping on their companions’ corpses, like stacking Arhats, the zombies stacked on top of each other, reaching as high as eight meters, their roars like waves, their decaying heads touching each other. This scene was like coming from hell!

“Damn it.” Lao Ba’s hand trembled, and he sat up straight. It was the first time he had seen such a spectacular sight.

Song Ning’s expression was solemn, but Ping Chengcheng and Zheng Zhiyi’s expressions were very natural.

Zheng Zhiyi glanced at Ping Chengcheng in surprise, then explained to Song Ning: “It’s shocking, isn’t it? I’ve seen even more shocking things before.”

“At that time, at the beginning of the apocalypse, I was in school. To get out, I attracted as many as seven or eight thousand zombies at once.”

“They almost climbed thirty meters high!”

Song Ning gasped.

Zheng Zhiyi hooked the corners of her mouth, controlling the drone to shift a little distance to the left.

Then the tower stacked by zombies collapsed to the left in a sparse and scattered manner.