Apocalyptic Disaster: Stockpile Supplies for Free and Make a Comeback

Chapter 130 The only way to go
Qiu Ling frowned. "The few people who left are very strong. They should be fine. They're probably on their way."

"That's not necessarily true. What I mean is, we're almost at Luozhou. Those two need companions, so it wouldn't be a bad thing for us to look after each other. Once we reach the villages, we can all go find supplies together."

There are definitely supplies in the RV. He's not trying to steal them; he's just letting them know so they won't have to worry about their vehicles breaking down on the road, and the people in the RV will be safer.

There are hardly any people on this road. What will happen once we get out? Two people won't be enough; they can't protect the vehicle and the supplies.

“Even if the others are on their way, they won’t be able to catch up with us, unless they’re flying a plane,” Cui Likun said, expressing his thoughts.

Qiu Ling pondered for a moment and felt that Cui Likun's words made sense, so she got up and walked towards the RV.

“No problem, but we’ll stop and wait for someone when we get to Luozhou,” Zhang Yi replied after discussing with Dai Jie.

They weren't familiar with the others in Qiu Ling's team, but Qiu Ling and Ren Ying were former partners, so they were more trustworthy than outsiders. Moreover, if the two of them were to leave the convoy, it would be difficult for them to protect the supplies.

"We'll be departing in five minutes, everyone get ready!" the man with the lantern announced as he approached.

The temporary stop in the evening is to allow everyone to rest and take care of their basic needs; it will only last for twenty minutes.

Qiu Ling said goodbye to Zhang Yi and Dai Jie and returned to her team's vehicle.

"I'll head back now. Let each other know if anything comes up."

At 1 a.m., the convoy had been driving for several hours through the night.

"Quick! Get out of here!"

Sitting in the passenger seat, Zhang Yi looked at the swaying headlights ahead, her heart pounding with anxiety. It was like a volcano suddenly erupting; she had no idea where Jin He and the others were or what their situation was.

"I didn't see any lightning."

The people behind them were honking their horns impatiently.

Many people craned their necks to look out the window.

Although they were dozens of kilometers away from the volcano, the scorching volcanic ash and gases still reached them.

Under a dark blue sky, amidst the barren and arid mountains, all the cars were preparing to set off.

A deafening roar erupted.

Everyone in the convoy was instantly wide awake.

Driving with the car windows open at night, the temperature is much more comfortable than during the day. The continuous mountain ranges in front of me gradually blend into the night, and the sky becomes completely dark. The car headlights become the only light source on this silent land.

The first car came to a sudden stop.

Boom——

The intense heat and the dense smoke from the volcanic ash instantly spread out, enveloping the entire land.

The roar was still going on when everyone saw the sky turn red, and crimson liquid gushed out from the billowing dust.

These volcanic materials are toxic, and they can reach speeds of up to 100 kilometers per hour!
Rocks were shaken off the mountainside on one side of the road, blocking the way. The dry grass was instantly ignited, and the neatly arranged convoy gradually became chaotic.

"What's wrong? Is it thundering?"

Sudden.

The ground trembled violently; the sound was so terrifying that it made one's heart skip a beat.

The RV swerved to avoid the rolling rocks, causing it to tilt to one side and nearly flip over.

The cars behind were all speeding up to get ahead. The road was already difficult to travel on, and it was dark. With the speed, those with poor skills and mental fortitude were more likely to have an accident.

Two cars vying for the right-of-way collided. A flying rock smashed through the windshield of one of the cars. Seeing this, the other car quickly reversed and sped away. "Help! Someone help us!"

On a car whose tires were punctured by gravel, several people were shouting at other vehicles.

Thick smoke carrying volcanic debris had already swept over the mountain under the cover of night and rushed towards them. By the time people noticed, it was too late.

Once engulfed by thick smoke, in addition to suffocation, there is an even more terrifying high temperature.

The last car was swallowed up, and not even a scream could be heard.

Unable to see clearly through the gray fog, everyone was fleeing for their lives, driving at top speed. Those who couldn't keep up could only leave their fate to chance.

Around 4 a.m., as the sky began to lighten, they stopped to rest after they had already left the western front area quite far.

Looking at the thick layer of dust covering the outside of the car, and recalling what happened last night, everyone was somewhat dazed.

The person I was chatting with yesterday is gone forever on that road in just one night.

They were just one step away from entering Luo Zhou. They had survived the horde of zombies and finally made it this far. A refuge and a peaceful life were right before their eyes.
There was no time for the survivors to reminisce; several vehicles had broken down and needed to be repaired as soon as possible.

People who can repair cars have become highly sought after, and after repairing a car, they can also receive some supplies from other people as payment.

Having experienced the early hours of the morning, no one was in the mood to rest. After fixing the car, they set off again.

Those who were critical of driving overnight yesterday are now eager to drive at 120 km/h.

Fortunately, they hadn't rested yesterday, and they were far enough away when the volcano erupted that they were only slightly affected; otherwise, the convoy would have lost even more people.

A layer of ash still floated in the sky, blocking most of the sunlight, which shows how great the impact of the volcanic eruption was.

Several people in the convoy were coughing, and wearing scarves didn't seem to help much.

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Song Jinhe and his group were on the only road leading to the Luozhou refuge.

This morning, on the way here, I used my zero-dollar shopping skills to upgrade my rickety van into two small cars.

It took several hours to clean off the skin debris and ventilate the car to get rid of the stench.

The Los Angeles Shelter was built in the small town of Qingping. Before the apocalypse, there were only a few dozen households living there. Considering the extremely bad road conditions, it would take at least two or three hours to drive there.

Other survivors appeared around them; they were people who had come from surrounding cities and wanted to enter the shelter.

The two or three-hour drive wasn't far, but not all survivors had gasoline to drive the cars on the road that didn't have keys.

Walking there would be much farther and more dangerous.

Driving two decent-looking cars, they were quite eye-catching here.

Although it is close to the refuge in Luozhou and relatively safe, there are always people who want to steal supplies, they just do it more discreetly.

To avoid being overtaken by too many people, Song Jinhe and the others didn't cook, eating the food readily available in their space. They had breakfast in the car and wore old clothes that weren't clean.

Song Jinhe was about to sharpen her knife and had just taken out a stone when she suddenly saw a car with its windshield shattered into a spiderweb pattern and both rearview mirrors missing driving by.

Several people immediately stood up and drew their weapons.

The car door opened, and a man and two women got out; they looked to be about the same age as them.

“We mean no harm.” The man raised his hands to indicate that he was unarmed.

"What do you want?" Zhuang Ting narrowed his eyes, lowered his hand from the gun, but his guard remained on his face.