The vehicle continued to move.
Su Yan sat in the passenger seat, head lowered, probably fatigued from mobilizing her body's functions, her complexion pale and sleepy.
Until a chill reached her lips.
Looking up, Ye Liang handed her a bottle of water with the cap twisted off.
Su Yan opened her eyes, looked at her, and blinked laconically.
Seeing that she did not take it, Ye Liang said,
"It's salt water, hold on to it, I need to drive."
The voice was indifferent, revealing no fluctuations.
Su Yan extended her hand slowly and took it.
She took a couple of sips.
It tasted faintly salty.
Not as good as purified water, but better than nothing.
So, she drank a few more sips.
The car headed westward, with some areas of the road severely damaged.
Without any other vehicles around, the empty city felt as desolate as the wilderness.
Cold, lonely, hopeless.
Gradually, her mind began to ponder the events from "Queen of the Apocalypse."
