Qi Xia never imagined that he had walked along the road for a whole day, until the sun had sunk into the horizon, and he had not seen the edge of the city.

A normal person's walking speed can reach five kilometers per hour, but Qi Xia calculated that with his physical state, the travel speed per hour is only about three kilometers.

Today, he has walked for more than seven hours, about twenty kilometers.

Now I only feel dizzy, my legs are constantly shaking, and I can continue to walk forward, almost relying on the inertia of my legs.

"I just wish I could die later......"

After walking for more than ten minutes, Qi Xia really couldn't walk, he found a dilapidated building and walked in, it was about to fall into the night, if he was outside, he would encounter those weird "bugs", although he didn't know what danger those bugs were for the time being, but he still chose to avoid these unnecessary troubles in advance.

Qi Xia lit a fire with Officer Li's lighter, then took out the map of "Heaven's Mouth", flipped it to the back, dipped his fingers in his own blood, and roughly recorded the distance he had traveled before.

The city was much bigger than he had imagined.

I thought that if I walked down the road, I would at least come to a place like a wilderness, but I didn't expect the buildings around me to gradually grow taller, as if I was walking from the suburbs to the city center.

"The diameter of an ordinary city is rarely more than fifty kilometers...... Qi Xia pondered something as he drew the picture with his own blood, "Theoretically, we will reach the edge of the city by tomorrow afternoon, and everything will be clear by then." ”

Thinking of this, he approached the fire and found a comfortable position to lie down, the blood on his body had all dried up, and it smelled of rust.

Lin Yi treated his wound with a torch last night, and although the bleeding stopped, the burned area was so painful and itchy that he couldn't sleep all night.

After dawn, Qi Xia dragged his body, which was close to scrapping, to get up.

A night's rest didn't give him any strength, and he was now overdrawn.

There is no water, no food and no medicine.

Qi Xia was even a little envious of Han Yimo, who could die so simply.

He grabbed a few pieces of clean scrap paper from his room, tore them to shreds, and swallowed them.

If you don't have anything in your stomach, you're afraid you won't be able to see the edge of the city.

Facing the rising sun, Qi Xia set off again.

He is far away from the original square, where you can't hear the "bells" and rarely see the "zodiac".

But as he continued to go deeper, the number of aborigines in the city gradually increased.

It's like a real city, except that most of the people on the streets are walking dead, they don't have expressions, they don't act aggressively and don't communicate with other people, they just wander the streets aimlessly.

For a moment, Qi Xia felt like the walking dead on the street.

There was no difference in their movements, their demeanor, their expressions, or even the speed at which they walked.

How ironic is that?

Could it be that these people have also been stabbed and then targeted to the edge of the city?

As the sun got higher and higher, Qi Xia felt that he was not in the right state.

He touched his forehead and neck, and it seemed that he was starting to get hot.

It seems that burning the wound with fire is still too risky, and even if the bleeding can be temporarily stopped, the infection and fever of the wound cannot be avoided.

Qi Xia felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier the more he walked, and the whole person might fall to the ground at any time, if he fell down this time, he was afraid that he would never be able to stand up again.

Nearly half an hour passed, and Qi Xia slowly stopped on the side of the road.

He couldn't move a single step.

At this time, he put his hand on an old taxi on the side of the road, gasping for air.

"It's a pity...... Qi Xia looked at the road in the distance, obviously there is still a long way to go, but it's a pity that he is going to fall here, it seems that at the last moment of his life, he still can't see the final secret here.

Qi Xia held the old taxi, lowered his head in annoyance, and just wanted to sit down, but suddenly found someone in the car.

The man didn't look like a corpse, but a woman blinking.

""Aborigines" ......"

Qi Xia looked at the stiff ground, then at the soft seats in the car, and showed a wry smile.

If he really wants to die here, he will at least choose a soft position.

Thinking of this, Qi Xia opened the car door and sat directly in the co-pilot.

The car is very fragrant, it is the impression of a girl's car.

I don't know if it's good news, Qi Xia can get rid of the stench that permeates the whole city at the last moment.

"I never thought the seats in the car would be so comfortable...... Qi Xia muttered to himself, "I can die in peace now." ”

"Where are you going?" The woman beside her asked lightly.

"Where are you going?" Qi Xia smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Where else can I go now?" ”

He patted his thigh with his hand and slowly read the lyrics: "Open, drive to the edge of the city, roll down the windows, exchange speed for a little pleasure......"

"The edge of the city?" The woman thought for a moment, "I don't know what that place is, you can show me the way." ”

With that, the woman pressed the meter display in the car and twisted the key.

As Qi Xia expected, the old sound came from the car, and it didn't start.

The woman did not give up, twisted the key several times in a row, and finally after twisting the key five times, the whole car trembled.

Qi Xia was stunned for a moment, turned her head and looked at the woman in disbelief, she really didn't look like an "aborigine", at least her face was ruddy and her body shape was also very well-proportioned, could she be a "good person"?

A "beloved" with his own car......

"Buckle up and go." The woman reached out to hang up a gear to start, and released the clutch to give the throttle in one go.

Qi Xia was a little overwhelmed and touched the seat belt, but found that there was only an elastic rope at hand, and the metal buckle on it was rusty.

He didn't have time to think about this, so he could only try to talk to the woman: "You...... You are...... Taxi driver? ”

"You're kidding, guest." The woman shook her head, and then hung from second to third gear, "I'm not the driver, am I still stealing the car?" ”

Seeing that the woman in front of him communicated smoothly, answered fluently, and could even make a small joke, Qi Xia didn't understand it even more.

A woman with such a normal mind is obviously not an "aborigine", so she should be a "participant", but why would the "participant" drive a taxi?

"Didn't you notice...... Is this place abnormal? Qi Xia pointed to the scene outside the window, trying to figure out the position of the mediocre-looking woman in front of him.

"Really?" After hearing this, the woman glanced out the window and said lightly, "It's a little abnormal, it's cloudy." ”

Qi Xia sighed helplessly, it seems that the woman in front of her is still an "aborigine", but she seems to have just transformed into an "aborigine", and her thinking is still relatively clear.

"What's your name?" Qi Xia asked again.

The woman didn't speak, and pointed to the position in front of Qi Xia, where there was a woman's qualification certificate, with a woman's photo and name on it.

She has a nice name, Xu Liunian.