In the last days, the most useless and empty thing is time, time cannot be touched and cannot be seen, and for the people who exist here, life has to be average.

Of course, there is a flip side to everything, and time is precious, and obviously for a small number of people, time is more precious than the supplies and food needed by survivors.

The 17-year New Year passed in a flash, and then the winter snow melted, and the cold winter also left the desolate city of the last days.

The spring rain is continuous, and the warm breeze of spring is mixed with the continuous drizzle, heralding the arrival of spring, the softest season.

After the Qingming Festival, in the last days, in the nature and cities where few humans persecuted, all kinds of alienated plants filled this desolate but more green world.

The sunshine and heat waves of early May and June have also begun to invade the world, and summer is quietly coming, and time is always so fast and so silent.

In such a blink of an eye, the summer of August arrived, and this last day finally passed two years from 15 years to the present.

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At the beginning of August, the sky is still hot, only in the early morning, it will be slightly cooler, but as soon as the morning begins, the sun will shine on the earth, which will make people feel hot, not to mention the time before noon and evening, such weather, exposed to the sun outside, may be dehydrated, making people consume water and food more.

It is located near the Wulei Mountain Scenic Area at the junction of Cixi and Ningcheng, running through the two avenues of Liuyi Provincial Highway and Shenhai Expressway.

However, for the post-apocalyptic highways and provincial roads, most of the survivors will only determine the goal of the journey by the direction of the provincial roads, and for these main roads, these main roads are full of rusty vehicles that have been scrapped in the past two years, making it impossible for them to easily use transportation.

Cixi and Yuyao are more small than Ningcheng, of course, they are just county-level cities like Fengxian.

The closest area between Cixi and Ningcheng is Cicheng in the north of Ningcheng, in fact, the two cities of Cixi and Yuyao belong to the sub-provincial city of Ningcheng, but everyone is more clear.

At this time, on the side of the Wulei Mountain Scenic Area, which is still a few kilometers away from Cicheng, Mojia Village, which is also leaning on the 61 Provincial Highway, is unusually quiet.

This place where Cicheng and Cixi are connected, there are all kinds of dense mountains and villages, and all kinds of emerging industrial areas, which are located here, but the advent of the end of the world has long made this place a particularly desolate existence in the past two years.

Mojia Village is just one of the hundreds of small villages here, but in this desolate and uninhabited village, there are three men, who are scattered and carefully looking for something, which makes this village seem a little different.

It was obvious that these three men who walked cautiously around Mojia Village could see at a glance that they were looking for food, and for these three men who looked a little dirty in the past, but were still in good spirits, the importance of filling their stomachs in the last days was self-evident.

The small village was quickly rummaged over by the three of them, and judging from their ability to quickly deal with some sporadic zombies, the last two years of life in the last days were a difficult growth process for most of the survivors.

The three men gathered together, looked for a house closest to the provincial road in the village, then cautiously looked around and entered the house.

The age of the three men is not about the same, they are all in their twenties, but their dirty faces are matched with wanton scum, which makes them look a little old and have some vicissitudes.

The old-fashioned rural floor-to-ceiling house is quite spacious, and the sunlight shines in through the windows and open doors, and the dust in the room is a little drifting by them.

A few coughs came from their mouths, waving their hands, without much resistance, the hardships in the last days have long made people learn to endure, they took some of the things they found, and began to talk in a whisper.

"Chengzi, I found some cookies here, but they are all expired, but they can still be eaten, after all, you can't eat dead people!"

On one side, a man who looked the thinnest, carrying a spear with obvious traces of modification, held a few packets of biscuits and said happily, obviously such expired food is already a good harvest.

In two years, some vacuum-packed foods have long passed their shelf life in the last days, so as long as there is no rot and mold, most people will still choose to try expired food.

A man on the other side, holding some pickles wrapped in a plastic bag and a bag of intact rice, looked even happier.

"Haha, I was lucky, I found a bag of rice, and a jar of pickles, but there is also a jar of rice cakes on the side, but it is a little moldy, I didn't take it, but I want to wash it with water, it should still be able to eat!"

"It's just that we're short of water right now, so I'll just think about it!"

The man sitting on the dusty sofa, that is, the man they became adults, obviously the eldest of the three and the leader, wiped a somewhat old bow and crossbow in his hand with a cloth, nodded with a smile, and said: "Yes, now we are short of water, and the water on our bodies seems to be able to survive only two days, it is summer, and the consumption of water is even greater, and I also looked for it, except for some simple weapons that can be used, there is no harvest from the water source!" ”

Seeing that his companions were also sighing in distress, Chengzi didn't say anything, and directly arranged to make breakfast together in the early morning, and they had to rush to the urban area of Ningcheng as much as possible today, because there was hope that they might be able to live.

Breakfast was a pot full of white rice, with some leftover bacon from their backpacks, and then a plate of pickles, which made the three of them very satisfied, after all, rice is a staple food, they haven't tasted it for a long time, let alone a whole bag of ten kilograms of rice this time, so that they can eat as much as they want.

Breakfast ended quickly, because of the weight and the size of the backpack, they had to carry all kinds of daily necessities and supplies, as well as weapons, the jar of pickles and rice cakes, they selectively brought a little, and the bag still had a lot of rice left, they brought all of them.

From the early morning after breakfast, they quickly extinguished the source of the fire and exited the village, and then followed the Liuyi Provincial Road, carefully and quickly towards Ningcheng.

During the period, they crossed a lot of villages and some industrial areas on the edge of the provincial road, they did not stay, these unknown areas, for them, there may be a variety of food and materials possible, but the danger is also always around, now they have only one purpose, that is, to reach Ningcheng quickly, so they will not try such a risk easily.

Finally, after a long journey of nearly three hours, they walked from the Liuyi Provincial Highway to Jiangbei Avenue belonging to Ningcheng, and the signs of the countryside on the side, although dilapidated, can be seen that this is Cicheng in the north of Ningcheng Jiangbei.

It was already past ten o'clock, and the three men on Jiangbei Avenue looked at the countryside on the side of the road, as well as the wreckage of various vehicles that were still chaotic on the road, and they decided to take a break and march for about three hours in a row, so that they urgently needed to replenish water.

A huge house on the side, with the words Cicheng Miaoshan Health Service Station written on it, caught their eye, and under the command of Chengzi, they ran towards the service station, where they decided to rest for a while, and then rush into the city of Cicheng before the midday heat.

Just arrived at the door of the health service station, Chengzi was just about to enter the room with the open door, the sound of words and footsteps inside, instantly attracted the vigilance and nerves of the three people, in the environment of the end times, their small group of three people has already suffered from the same kind of aggression, presumably those mindless zombies, survivors fight each other for food and resources, it may be more bloody and cruel.

Sure enough, when the three of them stopped and were on high alert, several men walked out of the open door of the health service station, which made them step backwards, and they also picked up their respective weapons in their hands, ready for battle.