Chapter 38: No Time to Dwell on the Past

Song Youzhi forcefully shoved a coil of hemp rope into the toolbox.

This way, he could carry the box in one hand and the fire axe in the other, without worrying about the rope dragging on the ground and tripping him.

He frowned at Xiao Zhu’s words. "Stop getting all sentimental. Let’s get a move on. You’ll know what’s going on once you hurry back and see for yourself."

"I just feel that... this world has suddenly... suddenly become so bizarre. It’s really frightening."

Xie Ning was speechless. "So, are you coming or not?"

’Seriously, lady? You have time to reminisce at a time like this?’

’We barely managed to break out of that zombie horde. Shouldn’t we be making a run for it?’

"Uncle, toward the exit."

Song Youzhi quickly answered in agreement.

The uncle-and-niece duo didn’t wait for Xiao Zhu to pull herself together, running straight for the exit.

Xiao Zhu froze for a second. Not daring to waste any more words, she quickly scrambled to follow them.

She didn’t dare stay alone in this gloomy, godforsaken place, not for even half a second longer.

Once out of the old building, Xiao Zhu kept up with the uncle-and-niece duo’s blistering pace, taking a shortcut and sprinting into Culture Park.

Just as she was gasping for breath, she looked up and saw an RV, over five meters long, appear before her.

Xie Ning quickly led the two of them to the driver’s side window and knocked lightly on the glass.

Song You’ai, who had been waiting anxiously, feeling like an ant on a hot pan, turned her head. The moment she saw her daughter and younger brother’s faces, tears of joy welled up in her eyes.

She quickly reached out to press the door release, her voice trembling with excitement. "Kexin, your dad and your big sister are back."

’They’re back safe and sound, they’re safe!’

God only knew how anxious and miserable the aunt and niece had been, waiting in the RV for nearly an hour and a half.

Song Kexin was both overjoyed and frazzled with worry. When she saw Xie Ning and Song Youzhi climb aboard, she launched herself at them like a pouncing tiger, throwing her arms around them. "Dad! Sis! You’re finally back! I was worried to death about you!"

"Let’s talk once we’re moving," Xie Ning said, patting her on the back.

Song Kexin let them go and turned, only then noticing they had an extra guest in the RV. "Sis, who’s this?"

"This is Granny Liu’s daughter-in-law, Zhu HuiZhen."

"Oh, right! The Granny Liu from house number ninety-something at the back of the village?" She was Grandma’s old best friend who was always coming over to chat.

"Mhm."

Xiao Zhu gave Song Kexin a shy smile.

The group sat down in the dinette booth.

Because an outsider was present, Song Youzhi wasn’t foolish enough to ask where the RV had come from. He just looked at his daughter with a relieved expression. "Kexin, Dad was so worried about you. It’s a good thing you were smart enough to come here with your sister."

"Of course." Song Kexin’s tendency to get a big head at the slightest praise flared up, a smug look spreading across her face. "My sister and I have a bond forged over centuries of revolution. If anything ever happened, she would definitely save me."

Xie Ning shot her sister a speechless glance.

Song You’ai drove out of Culture Park. "Ningning, your ’twenty minutes’ was way too long! Did you run into danger at the office building?"

"Very dangerous," Song Youzhi said, nodding with feeling. "The entire ground floor of the office building is now blocked by one or two hundred zombies."

"We only managed to break out thanks to a massive stroke of luck. When we left, Director Ma and the others were still trapped in the small conference room. I have no idea what’s become of them now."

Song You’ai’s face went pale. "That many?"

"It’s okay, Mom. We outsmarted them to get out. We didn’t get tangled up in a fight."

"Then Director Ma and the others... they’ll be okay, won’t they? Are they hiding in the small conference room to wait for rescue?"