Apocalyptic Disaster: Stockpile Supplies for Free and Make a Comeback

Chapter 81 What Follows Behind

He had only one compressed biscuit left. If he couldn't find anything else to eat, he would have to eat tree bark.

Perhaps there are also caterpillars on the tree? I heard that these things are edible.

Qi Sixing glanced at the hairy, green, patterned insect wriggling on the leaf and quickly shook his head.

No, no, no, even if he starved to death or jumped off this cliff, he wouldn't eat this stuff.

He was going crazy, wondering how much longer it would take to get out of there.

I spent the night climbing a tree yesterday, and this morning I was covered in bug bites. I kept walking in one direction but couldn't see the path.

Qi Sixing looked up and peered through the gaps in the leaves at the lightning flashing through the clouds. He really wanted to send a distress signal, but unfortunately, he had nothing to use. He had spent half the day burning leaves yesterday, and the smoke from that kind of burning wouldn't travel very far.

It was truly a case of calling out to heaven and earth in vain; the holes in the ground were covered by weeds, so you wouldn't know there were any pits before stepping on them, and he had already fallen twice.

If two more heavy rains come, we might really be stuck here.

Song Jinhe put the small bowl in her hand into her spatial storage. She had picked a full bowl of wild berries, but she couldn't pick any more.

They successfully reached a flat area, but the flowing water blocked their way.

It should have been a small stream that you could cross by placing two stones across, but now the current is swift. I measured it with a stick, and it's about knee-deep, but I can still cross.
As Song Jinhe was thinking, she saw a section of water in front of her suddenly stand up and split open, creating a path that she could pass through.

She paused for a moment, realizing she had been overthinking things, and quickly followed. Using her talent like this was extremely energy-consuming, so she also used a bamboo basket to scoop up two fish.

She didn't dare take the particularly large snails in the stream.

"Have you ever survived outdoors before?" Song Jinhe asked.

The two of them walked for a while, and shifting their focus made them feel less tired.

"Yes, I have participated in field training and have also gone camping in the wild by myself with a telescope."

"I'm a little envious." Her body couldn't climb mountains or see the world before.

“We’re out in the wild right now,” Jiang Shi’an said with a smile. “After we leave here, we can go to the observatory.”

"Have you thought about what to do next?" Song Jinhe asked tentatively.

"And what about you?" Jiang Shi'an asked, glancing sideways.

"I just want to live well in the apocalypse."

"Okay, I understand," Jiang Shi'an said softly.

"Wait, there seems to be some movement ahead."

Song Jinhe reached out to grab Jiang Shi'an's clothes, but slipped and fell headlong. If Jiang Shi'an hadn't reacted quickly and caught her, they might have tumbled into the ravine together.

"Which way?"

Song Jinhe pointed to the left.

They had strayed from their route, but since they had noticed some movement, it was safer to go and check it out.

For some reason, the road became increasingly difficult to traverse, riddled with potholes. Song Jinhe led the way from behind, and the two continued towards their destination. After walking for more than ten minutes, they discovered a haystack that was swaying abnormally.

He raised his knife and peered over there, only to find it was Qi Sixing.

When Qi Sixing saw the two of them, his expression of fear was still frozen on his face, followed by a burst of wild joy.

"Sister! I've finally found my own people!" "Wait." His expression suddenly changed, and he carried his crossbow in his hand. "Could you be some kind of ghost or monster in disguise?"

"Are you alright? Did you eat poisonous mushrooms?" Song Jinhe frowned. "Sit in the bushes like the sixth one. If you don't come out, we're leaving."

"No, no, no!" Qi Sixing quickly crawled out. "Sister Jinhe, could you please lend me your hand so I can see if it's you?"

Jiang Shi'an's calm voice rang out, "Let's go."

"No way!" Qi Sixing quickly said, "I'm not joking, really, something's not right in these mountains!"

"What's wrong with it?" Song Jinhe asked, a little curious.

"As I was walking, I don't know when it started, but I always felt like someone was following me."

Qi Sixing, fearing they wouldn't believe him, solemnly declared,
"Red umbrellas, white stems, eat them and you'll be lying on a flat board. How could I possibly be tired of living and eat wild mushrooms?"

Song Jinhe glanced behind him, puzzled, but she didn't sense anything. "And then?"

"At first, I also thought it was my imagination; it's normal for the wind to make some noise in the desolate mountains," Qi Sixing continued.
"Then I suddenly saw a coffin that had been washed out by the rainstorm. And that wasn't all. When I walked a bit and looked back, I saw a dark figure that seemed to be waving at me!"

"Can you imagine what that scene was like? It was so damn scary. I felt like my blood had frozen. I definitely couldn't go over there, but no matter how I walked, I felt like that thing was following me and getting closer and closer, so I hid in the haystack to see what it was."

"When a person is alone in a dangerous wilderness, the psychological pressure can be great, and it is possible for them to experience hallucinations."

Song Jinhe comforted him, "You have to believe in science. There are zombies already, how could there be ghosts in this world? If it were a ghost or something, it would definitely call your name, like this, Qi—Sixing—"

Qi Sixing felt a chill run down his spine. "Holy crap! Holy crap! Don't scare me!"

“Okay.” Seeing that he was really scared, Song Jinhe said seriously, “Is it possible that it was a special kind of zombie? I saw a zombie sneaking up the wall to launch a sneak attack a few days ago.”

Qi Sixing: "If it's a zombie, its shape is too blurry and it's pitch black. I've calculated the proportions, and its body is taller than an ordinary person."

"You mean, that thing is a dark, indistinct mass?"

Song Jinhe didn't distrust him; rather, she genuinely hadn't noticed anything unusual in the surroundings.

Qi Sixing nodded vigorously, "Yes, it's like a dark shadow, otherwise why would I have said something was wrong on the mountain."

Song Jinhe looked at Jiang Shi'an.

“This thing has been following you all along; it will come out sooner or later,” Jiang Shi’an said calmly. “It’s hunting.”

Qi Sixing felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this. Hunting? Wasn't the prey him?
If it weren't for his sister Jinhe, he wouldn't even know when this thing killed him.

"All the fear stems from insufficient firepower. If it's some kind of monster, it would be better if it killed us all at once, or we'd dig up its grave."

Song Jinhe and the others arrived at the pool and saw that the water was quite clean. Qi Sixing washed the mud off his trousers.

Qi Sixing was moved to tears as he accepted the charred fish and two pieces of freshly dug wild ginger from Song Jinhe to ward off the cold.

"Eat slowly. If it's poisonous, eat less. I have antidote pills and emetics here."

I wasn't joking with him. In the second year of the apocalypse, there are some things that gifted individuals can eat, but ordinary people might get sick from them.

Qi Sixing:
Seeing that Song Jinhe and Jiang Shi'an had also eaten, he took a big bite of the charred and bitter fish and said sadly, "I'm almost reduced to eating spicy peppers!"

After saying that, he took out something wrapped in leaves and threw it out.

When Song Jinhe saw several bright green worms, small bumps appeared on her hands.

"What a ruthless person, daring to eat even this thing, yet afraid of spirits and monsters."