The autumn breeze is bleak, and the day of the winter solstice is getting closer and closer.

The BMW is moving forward at a speed of eighty kilometers per hour on a city expressway.

Today is the third day that Chen Yuan has left the shelter.

He had already been to four of the five places he had planned with Miller.

The situation inside was not as rosy as they expected, and there were many zombies everywhere.

After passing by the gas station to fill up the fuel tank, Chen Yuan continued to move towards the last place.

After driving along the highway for more than an hour, Chen Yuan turned off the highway.

According to what Miller told him, this place is called Yancheng, which is a small city dominated by tourism, and now belongs to Lanchuan.

After coming out of the highway, Chen Yuan was carefully observing. At the moment, the number of zombies in this place doesn't seem to be much, which is a good start. Judging from the various information obtained before, there must be some cities in this country where zombies are scarce or even no zombies.

Chen Yuan was smoking while thinking wildly, if he was really allowed to drive all the way north like this to find it, he would really be able to find such a city. But now he obviously won't go that far.

Looking up at the signs on the side of the road, he drove in the direction of the city. If you take Lanchuan as a comparison, the construction and prosperity of this city are incomparable. At present, Chen Yuan's first feeling is that this is a small city on the 18th tier.

The planning of the entire city street is very simple, and in about ten minutes, Chen Yuan has come to the location that should be the center of the city. The number of zombies has indeed increased a little, but this number is already very good for Chen Yuan, who is used to seeing large groups of corpses.

He parked his BMW on the side of the road and walked into the convenience store to start his lunch.

After eating and drinking, he packed a bag of food and threw it on the co-pilot, and continued to drive around the city to search.

He looked carefully for a long time, but found no sign of survivors' lives anywhere.

Leaning on the backrest in desperation, he slowly drove away from the city center.

He decided to take a look at the edge of the city, and if he still didn't find anything, he would have to think about returning to the Arashikawa Shelter first.

When passing by a street, he saw a place called Yancheng Coastal Resort on a roadside sign. He touched his chin and thought about it, and turned the car around and drove there.

In less than half an hour, he had seen a long coastline and the endless sea in the distance. Following the signs, he suddenly noticed that the zombies around him had also become fewer unconsciously.

Chen Yuan looked at everything around him with a solemn expression, and drove forward for another ten minutes, and the BMW car passed through the main entrance of the resort, and there was no trace of zombies in his field of vision.

Chen Yuan was ecstatic, he couldn't imagine that he could find such a good place in this small city. He couldn't help but wonder, would Shen Jingyuan and Yang Wanli really escape here?

With this in mind, he drove all the way along the road of the resort, and the greenery on both sides of the road was well done, and there were beautiful two- or three-story villas everywhere.

He looked at it for a long time, but he never found anyone alive.

It wasn't until he drove the car to the end of the resort that he suddenly saw a middle-aged man chopping wood. Next to the man, there was a big RV. Not far away, two small children were chasing and fighting. There were also groups of men and women, less than twenty people, standing or sitting, in front of two adjoining villas.

At this time, noticing the sound of the car, they all cast their eyes on Chen Yuan.

From their eyes, Chen Yuan could feel their vigilance and doubts.

Before Chen Yuan got out of the car, he heard someone standing on the top floor of the villa shouting downward: "There are no zombies to follow, only this car!"

There was a middle-aged uncle with a scruffy beard in the crowd who walked over to Chen Yuan, and he beckoned to Chen Yuan, "Hello, little brother!"

Chen Yuan thought about it, opened the car door and got out of the car.

"Hello uncle. ”

The middle-aged uncle patted Chen Yuan on the shoulder, "It's fate to be here! Haha! Many of us have just found such a safe place." ”

Chen Yuan smiled harmlessly and didn't say anything.

The middle-aged uncle was still enthusiastic, "I don't know where you came from, it's not easy for you to be alone." ”

"I'm from Arashikawa. ”

"What a coincidence, you're also from Lanchuan?" The middle-aged uncle was a little excited at first, and then slowly became a little lost, "Originally, we were going to go to the third base, but we didn't expect it to fall, hey......"

When he heard the middle-aged uncle say about the third base, Chen Yuan's eyes immediately lit up, "Uncle, you, have you been to the third base?"

The middle-aged uncle nodded, "Has the little brother been there too?"

"Well, I've been. Chen Yuan replied truthfully, and then asked, "Uncle, when did you go?"

The middle-aged uncle touched his chin and thought about it, "It should have been a week ago." ”

"And have you met any survivors who escaped from Base Three?"

The middle-aged uncle frowned slightly, "Survivors who escaped from the third base...... "He shook his head, "No, when we drove there, it was already full of zombies, so we left directly." ”

This result was expected, and Chen Yuan's expression did not change much.

The middle-aged uncle looked at him and asked, "Do you have any friends in the third base?"

Chen Yuan nodded.

The middle-aged uncle patted him on the shoulder again, "It's already fallen there, don't think too much about it." Now that we're all here, let's stay here in peace for the time being. He turned and pointed to the middle-aged man who was chopping wood earlier, "He's the owner of this resort, and his surname is Liang." This guy is actually about my age, but he looks a lot younger than me, hahaha, you can decide what you want him to do. Anyway, he was very good, and when we survivors arrived here, he took us in directly. ”

After speaking, he patted his chest again, "My surname is Zhang, you can call me Uncle Zhang." What about you, what do you call you, little brother. ”

Chen Yuan called him "Uncle Zhang" first, and then said, "My name is Chen Yuan." ”

The middle-aged uncle nodded with satisfaction, and put one hand on Chen Yuan's shoulder, "Let's go, Xiao Yuan, I'll take you to get to know everyone." ”

……

Originally, Chen Yuan planned to return to Lanchuan Shelter directly after searching this resort, but the sky was getting dark, considering the risk factor of driving at night, and the enthusiastic retention of Uncle Zhang and others, so he stayed.

In the evening, when eating with everyone, Chen Yuan briefly learned about the problem of food in the resort. Uncle Zhang told him that Boss Liang had his own supermarket, as well as an orchard and a fish pond. At the moment, these things are enough to feed them for a long time.

Dinner was noticeably more sumptuous than what you had eaten in the shelter. Chen Yuan thought about it, if Lanchuan's side was really facing the danger of being invaded by other zombies, then it would be a good choice to transfer Tong Xia and them all here. It's just that Shen Jingyuan and Yang Wanli haven't been found yet, which always makes him feel very uncomfortable.

When he went to bed at night, he was assigned to a detached villa. Sitting in the bedroom on the second floor, he looked at the moon getting rounder and rounder in the sky, and couldn't help but think of the days when he was in the seaside villa area.

Subconsciously, those pictures about Shen Jingyuan resurfaced in front of his eyes.

He muttered, "Where the hell are you now......

After smoking the cigarette in his hand, he collapsed on the bed and fell asleep.

After breakfast the next day, Chen Yuan said hello to Uncle Zhang and others, and drove away.

On the way back to Lanchuan, he always felt a little uneasy.

Exiting the highway, he made his way through the city of Arashikawa towards the shelter at full speed.

Suddenly, he felt that the number of zombies along the way seemed to have changed somewhat.

He didn't know if it was his own delusion, so he looked at it a few more times, as if he didn't have the same feeling as before.

He frowned slightly and continued towards the Vault.