After more than half a month of moving erratically through the mountains of the Southwest, Gu Xi quietly slipped away from the military convoy one evening.
「One day later.」
Gu Xi arrived at the location she had previously arranged with Shen Yue.
A large truck, a common sight since the apocalypse, was parked there.
Inside the cab, the driver, a straw hat pulled down over his head, was slumped in his seat, dozing off.
Gu Xi didn't approach rashly. Instead, she sent a message to Shen Yue.
A minute later, the headlights of the truck ahead flashed once in the darkness.
Gu Xi casually pulled a large black backpack from her storage space, slung it on her back, and then slowly emerged from the darkness, hopping into the truck.
The two of them rode in silence. After more than ten bumpy hours, the large truck, carrying half a load of sweet potatoes, finally arrived at a safe camp outside Yu City Base.
Nestled between the mountains, a tall, black wall abruptly came into Gu Xi's view.
