By the time the zombies behind them were thrown away and it was determined that they would not catch up again, the sky was already dark, and they had deviated a bit from the camp now, they had to detour back, and they had to sleep in the street tonight.
Soon, they cleared a house and arranged for these people to live in.
This area is a villa area, so they are all independent houses, the layout is not bad, quite large, there are five floors, each floor has two to three rooms.
Qi Zhou arranged for them to live on the top floor of this villa. Below were the people in their team. There were exactly five people in a room. All arrangements were completed.
At night, Xi Guimo dimmed the lights and lay on the bed with Su Jiang to sleep, while the fat man lay on the sofa beside him, lowered his voice, and asked, "Eh girl, what supplies did you collect?"
"I went to the second floor to collect clothes. Su Jiang collected food on the first floor. I took a look at the dark area on the third floor. I couldn't get the things."
Xi Guimo stretched out his hand and patted Su Jiang's back lightly, "I didn't expect that there are still weapons for sale in a mall."
Although guns and weapons cannot be suppressed in the 22nd century, they have not yet reached the point where they can be sold, and there is actually a storey in this mall that sells such things!
No wonder it is called a dark zone, and it is not yet open to outsiders.
It's just that the number of zombies in the dark area is still particularly spectacular, and the scalp of the people watching densely is tingling.
"Weapon?" The fat man was taken aback for a moment, then put his hand on the back of his head, holding his head and sighing, "That's a pity."
The mall is now surrounded by zombies, and they can't go back, and looking at Qi Zhou's situation, they don't seem to know this matter yet.
Forget it, compared to killing zombies, abilities and cold weapons are still easy to use, hot weapons... Although they are long-range, they will attract more zombies, which is not cost-effective or cost-effective.
Thinking about it this way, the fat man lay in peace of mind, and didn't mean to report to Qi Zhou.
"You sleep, I'll give you a vigil." The fat man lay on the sofa and reached out to turn off the light.
The next morning, Qi Zhou came and knocked on the door in person. The knock on the door awakened the fat man and almost made him roll off the sofa.
Slowing his heartbeat, the fat man looked around and found that Xi Guimo and Su Jiang had already gotten up, his ears were red, and he walked over to open the door pretending to be calm.
"Mr. Sun, let's come down for dinner. After eating, we will go on the road." Qi Zhou said with an easy-going expression, "This is still a distance from our camp. It may take a day."
"Where is your camp?" The fat man grabbed his hair, cleaned up the room, and followed Qi Zhou downstairs.
"Above the windward high speed." Qi Zhou walked ahead, not finding the subtle expression on the fat man's face.
The fat man murmured and nodded, "High speed in the wind? That's really a bit far away."
Qi Zhou didn't talk any more, they had already arrived in the lobby downstairs. At this time, someone was pushing several tables together, and some people were putting dishes on them.
Xi Guimo led Su Jiang in from outside the villa, exchanged glances with the fat man, and sat here to eat and drink with integrity.
After breakfast, they started on the road again. Qi Zhou sat cross-legged in the carport and took out a map to spread it out. It's hard to find this kind of thing now. I don't know where they got it.
Qi Zhou pointed at a certain point on the map and said: "We are here now. The road on the other side of the mall can't be walked, so we go this way. If the road goes smoothly, we can take the windward highway."