Title: A Fake Holy Mother in the Zombie Apocalypse
Translator: Little Bamboo Spirit
Chapter 254 - No matter how many days your boss spends fixing the minivan, it isn't as useful as one pat from our boss (2)
The convoy left the base and drove into the endless reddish-brown wilderness. As they drove through, red dust rose up and enveloped the convoy.
There wasn't a paved road on the ground, but there were lots of tire marks. It seemed that the search team often passed through here.
Soon, many buildings appeared in the distance and a town began to take shape. It was a new, modern, ordinary town and must be full of zombies.
In the outskirts of the town, where the houses were sparse, Captain Zheng had the convoy park the vehicles on the side of the road. Everyone got down to walk.
The sound of engines would attract zombies. It was safest to quietly sneak into the town.
Captain Zheng talked about necessary precautions for a long time.
Bei Nuan summed it up as the following: quietly enter the town, don't use a gun, don't be greedy, evacuate as soon as they get supplies, and staying alive was the top priority.
There were five to six people in each team, and each person was given a large backpack. Everyone's task this time was to find food.
Captain Zheng directed the men in another vehicle, "These newcomers haven't come here before. Take them with you."
However, when it was time to set off, they didn't wait for the "pampered" newcomers and slipped away to take a familiar path.
This was exactly what Bei Nuan and the others wanted.
After everyone left, Lu Xingchi led them back to the minivan and had them board it again. They came here to find banks. Walking around would be too slow. Taking a car was more convenient.
The skinny man inexplicably followed them. Seeing that they had boarded the minivan, he was startled.
"You can't drive into the town. It's too loud. I'll attract the zombies."
The team ignored him.
Lu Xingchi, who was sitting in the driver's seat, asked, "Are you coming or not? If not, we're leaving."
Although this place was on the outskirts of town, zombies would still occasionally pass through here. The skinny man didn't want to be left here by himself. He hastily got into the minivan.
Lu Xingchi pressed down on the gas pedal, and the minivan zoomed forward. He abruptly turned the steering wheel and made a sharp turn. He avoided the direction that the search team had gone and went down another road.
The run-down minivan wiped away its past shame and was high-spirited. It was probably the first time this minivan experienced drifting.
This was a town occupied by zombies, and there was nothing alive on the road.
As they drove towards the center of the town, the number of shops on the side of the roads increased. Bei Nuan stuck her head out of the window and looked for a bank sign.
Lu Xingchi thoughtfully slowed down. Soon, they attracted a herd of zombies.
Du Ruo was also resting on the window frame. He looked at the zombies running after the minivan with gratification. These were his subjects. Then, he glanced at the skinny man, who was sitting in the last row.
The skinny man was suffering terribly from Lu Xingchi's arrogant style of not caring about the zombies. His face was full of fear, and he kept chattering.
"There's so many zombies. What are we going to do?"
"Quickly! Speed up! They're about to catch us!"
"This minivan isn't going to break down? Is it?"
"Buddha, Bodhisattva, Great Immortal Liu, please protect us!"
Tang Tang was lying on the window frame and basking in the sun.
In a daze, Tang Tang asked, "Who's Great Immortal Liu?
Du Ruo saw that the skinny man's face was pale and that he was preoccupied with trembling and didn't pay attention over here.
He surreptitiously poked Bei Nuan and lowered his voice to request, "Give me a bag of jerky."
Bei Nuan was a bit helpless as she answered, "They really won't eat it."
Du Ruo insisted, "Let's try again. There's no harm in trying."
Bei Nuan had no choice. She could only take out a bag of five-spice beef cubes, surreptitiously tear the bag, and throw out a cube through the window that was missing glass.
Bei Nuan predicted, "Look, they're not interested."
The beef jerky was too small. The several zombies chasing after the minivan were too dim-witted to notice.
Only one of them noticed a small thing flying past and stopped chasing the minivan. This zombie had only recently mutated and was quite clean. He looked to be in his twenties.
The zombie looked back.
"Even if he picks it up, he won't eat it," Bei Nuan firmly said.
That zombie finally found the beef jerky. He leaned over, picked it up, sniffed it, and then put it in his mouth.
That was a bit novel. The last time she tried to feed zombies beef jerky, they had only sniffed it before flinging it away. This zombie probably had a faulty sense of smell.
Bei Nuan insisted, "Look, even if he eats it, he'll spit it out."
However, the zombie didn't spit out the beef jerky. He smacked his lips, chewed, and swallowed the beef jerky. He raised his head and looked at the minivan. Suddenly, he dashed after them in a futile attempt to keep up. He was like a kid frantically chasing after the ice cream truck.
He screamed loudly as if he was shouting, "That vehicle that can throw beef jerky, wait for me!"
This was a bit strange. Had this zombie changed its taste?
While Bei Nuan was pondering this, she glimpsed her Holy Mother value. Her Holy Mother value had actually slowly and quietly gone up a bit. Although it wasn't much, it had moved.
Bei Nuan tugged Lu Xingchi's sleeve and requested, "Lu Xingchi, can you turn around?"
The skinny man in the back row went completely crazy and repeated in a trembling voice, "G-Go Back?!"
Lu Xingchi was very agreeable to Bei Nuan's requests. He didn't even ask her why. He turned the steering wheel, and the minivan made a U-turn.
When the minivan passed by the snack-eating zombie again, Bei Nuan took out another piece of beef jerky and threw it out the window.
Tang Tang had almost been lulled to sleep by the zombies' monotonous groaning and was startled awake by the minivan's sudden U-turn. When he opened his eyes, he saw Bei Nuan throwing beef jerky. He was a bit touched.
"Big Sister Nuan Nuan, you're even willing to feed zombies. You're so kind."
Lu Xingchi said,"... Is this kindness? Isn't that going overboard in kindness?"
Jiang Fei smiled at Bei Nuan and said, "Feed them if you want to. Everything you do is good."
"Why are you guys feeding the zombies? Stop feeding them and drive away!" The skinny man was about to cry.
No one paid attention to him.
And then, something surprising happened again.