I Opened a Clinic in the Apocalypse

⟣Chapter 97

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: I OPENED A CLINIC IN THE APOCALYPSE

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They arranged the situation in Civilization City, and Wen Qingling and Xiao Hen set off. The mutated zombies only had Lu Tianjin accompanying them, so the three of them traveled lightly and only needed one car. Wen Qingling emptied the space, leaving all the food in Civilization City, while Xiao Hen packed his space with a lot of weapons for occasional use.

None of the three were ordinary humans. They headed north without encountering any zombies that dared to show themselves in front of them. The journey was smooth, but the further they went, the more uncertain Xiao Hen became. “Are you sure we’re not going the wrong way?”

Lu Tianjin’s gray-white eyes revealed outside stared ahead with a chilling aura. “No, this is the right direction, straight ahead.”

Wen Qingling looked at the scenery on the side of the road and then turned to Xiao Hen. “What’s ahead?”

Xiao Hen didn’t want it to be true, but if Lu Tianjin was right, then things were really not good. “If we keep going in this direction, we’ll reach Central Mega City.” If Xu Shengfei really went to Central Mega City, Xiao Hen didn’t dare to imagine the current situation there.

“Well, that’s great.” Wen Qingling’s voice was calm, and the scene he saw during his advancement was clearly imprinted in his mind. If Xu Shengfei was really in Central Mega City, then her threat was minimal. Otherwise, how could humans still have the leisure to eliminate zombies? Shouldn’t they be focusing on internal conflicts?

Wen Qingling and Xiao Hen were both certain now. The giant city Wen Qingling saw during his advancement was indeed the legendary Central Mega City, housing over 100 million survivors…

He wondered if Luo Fengjue was there. He had no idea where that kid had run off to.

Wen Qingling leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes, and his mental power began to wander aimlessly again. He hoped he wouldn’t be gone for over a month this time. Xiao Hen would probably go crazy.

Wen Qingling thought to himself that he had completed his advancement, and he would only wander for a short while before quickly returning. Along the way, he would also search for Luo Fengjue’s whereabouts.

Just as he thought, his mental power, as he had intended, traveled ahead while the car continued to move. His mental power scanned all the bases along the way but found no one he was looking for.

Suddenly, the vision became hazy, and the mist was torn apart, revealing a clear image before him…

In a dim basement, only one lamp stubbornly illuminated the room. Various parts were scattered on the wooden table, and black zombie crystals were scattered across the table. There were assembled wooden weapons and unfinished ones.

Beside the long table was a double sofa, stained with large dark marks. On it sat a person, soundly asleep. The person had stubble all over his face, messy hair that could be tied into a small braid, and a gaunt figure with distinct facial features. Wen Qingling immediately recognized him as Luo Fengjue, the one he had been looking for.

Wen Qingling couldn’t understand how the once spirited Luo Fengjue, who cared so much about his appearance and would rather get injured than go naked, had become like this.

The dim basement seemed to be his dwelling, and the finished and unfinished products on the table should be his creations. Luo Fengjue had always enjoyed modifying weapons, which had turned into a decent skill in the apocalypse.

At that moment, the metal door was kicked open, and the sleeping Luo Fengjue jolted awake. Two burly men dragged a person in, their wrists dripping with blood and their hands severed. They threw him on the ground, oblivious and unaware of life or death.