Title: A Fake Holy Mother in the Zombie Apocalypse
Translator: Little Bamboo Spirit
Chapter 8 - It was as if she was a completely different person (2)
Du Ruo, who had been silently sitting in the back seat for a long time, suddenly spoke out, "How long do you think that girl will last in that zombie pile?"
After a while, he said, "En, it's better to let zombies eat her. People are much scarier than zombies."
Lu Xingchi, who had experienced the cruelty of the last days, knew that better than anyone else. When civilization collapsed, girls like her were like lambs thrown to wolves. She could be torn to pieces at any time and anywhere.
Lu Xingchi hardened his heart and stopped looking in the rearview mirror. He stepped on the accelerator and drove toward City S's highway entrance.
Bei Nuan was currently asking #3, "What should I do? The male protagonist just left me here and drove off. How can I increase my Holy Mother points when he ran away?"
#3 seemed to ponder her question. "I think your only choice is to follow after him. The male protagonist will follow the course of the plot. If you move faster, you might be able to catch up to him."
According to the novel, after the male protagonist and his friend left City S, which was being rapidly occupied by zombies, they would head to the nearby Ningcheng. They would meet another member of the team there.
Bei Nuan sighed and waved her hand at the cars speeding on the road.
A van had originally driven past her, but then it suddenly pulled over. The van had colorful auto repair advertisements. Two men poked their heads out, and one of them asked, "Little girl, do you want to get on? We can take you for a distance."
The man in the passenger seat put his arm on the car window, revealing an arm with flower tattoos.
Bei Nuan hastily waved her hand. "Sorry, I mistook your van for someone else's. No need, you guys can go."
"Really? We're leaving then." The man started the van and drove off.
In the end, that was the only driver willing to stop.
Countless cars drove past, and no one paid attention to Bei Nuan.
Another car drove by. It was a bright yellow mini car. Its round shape and slow speed reminded her of a beetle crawling on the road. She felt that it was less likely for the driver of this car to be a bad person.
Bei Nuan decisively leaned her body out to reach for the car.
The driver was scared of hitting her and stopped the car. The driver was a gentle-looking young man wearing a plaid shirt. There was a laptop bag in the passenger seat.
Once he had a clear look of Bei Nuan, he blushed.
"Are you taking S1's highway? I want to go Ningcheng. It's up ahead."
Two minutes later, Bei Nuan smoothly got into the passenger seat.
The man in the plaid shirt was an office worker in City S. He had packed up his things and left as soon as he noticed there was something wrong.
"What's that?" He pointed at the magazine tied around Bei Nuan's arm. His expression was shy.
"It's to prevent zombies from biting me. Do you want some? I have a few extra copies in my bag," Bei Nuan asked.
The man declined. Bei Nuan knew it was because he wanted a face and felt that wrapping magazines around himself was too embarrassing, so she didn't insist.
"I have to find a place to get gas first. I'm about to run out."
There was a gas station near the entrance of S1 highway. The man made a turn and headed over there.
There were usually employees at the gas station to pump gas and collect money, but there wasn't even the shadow of anyone here today. The convenience store behind the gas station was also quiet.
"Strange." The young man parked the car next to the gas pump. "Wait here. I'll go inside to check if there's anyone here."
At a time like this, there was no reason to look for people. She was more worried that what he found might not be a person.
Bei Nuan wanted to leave this place quickly. "Don't look. Let's pump the gas ourselves and leave here as soon as possible."
The man felt awkward. "Isn't it stealing if we take the gas without paying?"
This was a good person. Unfortunately, he hadn't realized the gravity of the situation yet.
"If you feel bad, tuck money in the gas pump?" Bei Nuan suggested.
"No need. Don't worry, I have a weapon." The man got out of the car, opened the trunk, took out a wooden stick, and headed towards the convenience store.
Bei Nuan put the helmet back on. She nervously watched as he entered the store. She was ready to run away at any time.
He really did find someone.