Train Survival: I can copy randomly

Song Ying went against the wolf pack and wanted to go to the wolf king. The wolf king sensed Song Ying's murderous intent and hunched his body and growled. The surrounding wolves received the order from the wolf king and rushed up one by one to block the front.

At this time, Song Yingguang didn't know how many times she swung her knife. If she hadn't killed zombies continuously like this before, she might not have been able to hold on.

These wolves are very smart. At the beginning, Song Ying could kill one with two or three hits, but now any injured wolf will retreat to let the healthy wolves take over.

Although some of the wolves were still on the caravan side, most of them began to gather towards Song Ying. One wolf took advantage of Song Ying's overwhelmed state and clawed at her wrist.

The usually invisible protective suit flashed and blocked the attack of the wolf's claws. The wolf seemed a little confused, so Song Ying slashed with a knife and took the wolf away directly.

When Song Ying approached the wolf king, he could no longer get any closer. The wolves, injured or not, surrounded the wolf king. Song Ying was in a stalemate with the wolf pack, holding a knife.

There is a name on the head of this wolf king, the same as the one in the previous oasis. It seems that we cannot let this wolf king go, otherwise we may miss the clue.

Song Ying had no choice but to hold the knife in one hand and continue pretending to chop the wolf, while quickly taking out a crossbow from her backpack with the other hand. She was now within five meters of the wolf king, and even if she couldn't kill it with one blow, she would at least injure it.

After shooting an arrow, the wolf king could still sense the danger. It was a sure hit within five meters, and it did hit the wolf, but it dodged the vital part.

Song Ying naturally would not give the wolf king a chance to react and shot two arrows in a row, one hitting the forelimb and the other hitting the eye. The wolf king went crazy after being injured.

The wolf king rushed towards Song Ying fiercely. Song Ying fired crossbow arrows left and right while slashing at him with his Tang sword. The wolf king's forward force doubled the force of the sword and directly cut the wolf king's artery, splashing blood all over Song Ying.

When the wolves saw their king being killed, they began to think of retreating. First, a few uninjured wolves retreated, and then the lightly injured wolves retreated one at a time. The seriously injured wolves were left behind.

After making sure that the wolves had retreated, Song Ying walked to the wolf king's body and picked up the box, as well as the wolf skin and meat.

People from the caravan also came over to deal with the seriously injured wolves, and the leader of the caravan walked behind Song Ying.

"Girl, I am the leader of this caravan and everyone calls me Uncle Abaza. Thank you so much this time. We see that you are alone, so we plan to give you a camel from the caravan as a token of our gratitude. Please accept it."

Uncle Azaba was a 1.9-meter-tall man with a thick beard, but the look in his eyes when he looked at Song Ying was sincere. Song Ying had originally wanted to find someone to ask about the situation in Central City, and now there was someone he could ask and he could get a camel, so why not?

Song Ying looked at Uncle Azaba with a smile.

"You're welcome. I do need a camel to get to the Central City, but I can't take your camel for nothing. I don't know if your caravan has a base in the Central City. I'll borrow this camel and return it to your base after I arrive in the Central City. Is that okay with you?"

The two of them talked as they walked towards the caravan's campfire. Song Ying had no intention of going back to his side, so he worked with the caravan to prevent the wolves from coming back.

"Uncle, we have counted the wolf carcasses. Our caravan killed 8, and this girl is really amazing. She killed 19. I wonder what she wants to do with all the wolf skins, meat, fangs, and claws. Why don't you just give them all to our caravan?"

The visitor sat next to Uncle Azaba very excitedly. He was considered relatively young in the caravan and looked to be in his twenties.

"This is the accountant of our caravan. All goods coming in and out have to go through him. This young man is only 23 years old this year. His name is Ian Yule."

Uncle Azaba was happily praising the young people in the team, but Song Ying heard the word Yur and thought of Amsandiyur in Abel's diary. Could he be related to Sandiyur?

"Hello, there is no use for me holding those wolves, so your caravan can take them. I would like to consult with you about the situation in Central City."

Ian's skin looked rough and dark from walking in the desert for many years, but he was very healthy. He smiled brightly and did not look tired at all from the battle.

"Sure, what do you want to know, girl?"

"Just call me Song Ying. I'm mainly looking for someone named Sandi Yule. I don't know how to find him quickly in Central City."

"Hey, you are looking for Sandy Yule?" Ian was a little surprised. He looked at Song Ying carefully again and found that he really didn't know her, but how did she know his grandmother's name?

"Yes, because I accidentally got a diary, and in the diary he asked me to give it to a man named Sandyul." When Song Ying saw Ian's expression, she knew that Ian must know Sandyul.

"Ah, Song Ying, are you going to run so far just for a diary?" Uncle Azaba was very surprised. It was rare to see people here running through the dangerous desert just for an unimportant diary.

"Yes, of course, it wasn't just to give the diary away. There were also some things that were very important to me that were found along with the diary. I couldn't just take the things and not work, right?"

After thinking for a while, Ian finally spoke up, "Sandyul is my grandmother. Do you know whose diary it is? I can help pass it on."

Song Ying shook her head. "Really? Sandy Yule is really your grandmother? This diary belongs to a man named Abel Jonathan. This diary can only be handed over to Sandy Yule. I wonder if your grandmother is in Central City now? Where does she live in Central City?"

Although Song Ying had guessed it before, she was still very surprised. If she could know Sandyul's address here, she wouldn't have to waste too much time looking for him.

"Ah, it's Uncle Abel's diary? Uncle has been missing for many years, and she has been missing him. I wonder if you have seen Uncle Abel. If there is any news about him, grandma will be very happy."

Ian spoke happily as he wrote down the address of his grandmother's house on a blank parchment scroll, along with a simple map of Central City.

When Song Ying heard Ian's question, her heart skipped a beat.

"Your grandmother may not be happy because the diary says that he was stung by a scorpion and was poisoned, and there was no medicine. This is the oasis I stayed in before. There was a very poisonous scorpion there, which I cleared out. I dug out the diary there. I didn't see whether your uncle was alive or dead, but from the diary, it seems that he is in grave danger."

There was regret in Song Ying's voice. She looked at the young man who was originally very happy, patted him on the shoulder, and drew a map of the route from the current oasis to the oasis where she found the diary.

"This is the route map to the oasis. If Abel was really poisoned, his body should still be in the oasis. You can look for it if you want, but the scorpions over there are really powerful, so you have to be careful when you go there."

Uncle Azaba saw that Ian was in a bad mood, so he didn't disturb him. He took Song Ying to deal with the wolf corpse first and complete the transaction between them.