Apocalypse: The White Moonlight Became a Possessive Mad Dog

Even though Su Han said that, the burly men in the car didn't take her words seriously.

They were generally over thirty years old, and Su Han was like a little kid in their eyes. Who would take a child's words seriously?

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him and the car was still moving forward, Su Han got up and decisively opened the car door.

Whoosh—!

The driver slammed on the brakes, sending the wheels skidding across the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust. Everyone in the bus fell flat on their faces.

"You little brat, you've really gone mad!" someone shouted angrily.

Su Han ignored him, jumped out of the car, and disappeared into the darkness.

"...Why throw a childish tantrum at a time like this?"

"Don't get so scared you wet your pants and come crying back to us!"

They were currently in a desolate mountain area, and had not seen many zombies along the way; the calm was somewhat eerie.

But everyone knows that in such a place, the most dangerous thing is not the zombies, but the wild beasts that lurk in the darkness and enter hunting mode.

With no one to keep watch and no companions, Su Han got off the bus alone, which, in their eyes, was no different from courting death.

"Alright, he's already gone. Are we supposed to shamelessly try to drag him back? Let's drive away. Maybe we'll hear him begging us to stop as soon as we start moving."

"Wait a moment."

A voice broke through the crowd's sarcasm.

The man who spoke was named Sun Liang. He looked to be around 30 years old and had a full beard.

"You guys drive ahead, I'll go check it out. Otherwise, if something happens, it'll be hard to explain when we get back to the city."

After Sun Liang finished speaking, he got out of the car and followed Su Han's figure into the darkness.

None of the remaining four people in the car spoke up to stop him. Sun Liang was a beginner-level fire-type ability user with considerable combat strength, and he was quite influential among the ability users.

They wouldn't be foolish enough to talk back to Sun Liang.

The car was started again, and the remaining four people sat in it as they headed towards the mental hospital.

Sun Liang found Su Han in the darkness by the faint light of his hand. She didn't seem to have gone far, and found a place to sit down beside the rugged mountain path.

Sun Liang raised his hand and lit a clump of fallen leaves beside Su Han. The leaping flames were just enough to provide warmth and light.

"Why are you throwing a tantrum at a time like this? A tiger might come down from the mountain and eat you up." Seeing Su Han's beautiful face, Sun Liang couldn't bring himself to say anything harsh, so he could only tease her in a joking tone.

Su Han zipped up her coat: "I told you, there are definitely zombies in the mental hospital, but they didn't believe me."

Sun Liang chuckled, "This place has been abandoned for over a year, how could there be zombies here?"

"This place was a mental hospital before it was abandoned. The patients and doctors there could all turn into zombies. If it's just ordinary or low-level zombies, I have no problem with it. But if there are mid-level zombies, even if we park the car three kilometers away from the mental hospital, they can still find us."

Su Han's words were not an exaggeration.

Based on their current understanding of intermediate-level zombies, they can indeed do this.

Sun Liang also realized the seriousness of the situation, but at this moment, it was too late for him to contact the other four people.

"We'll make do here for the night, and then we'll go find the other four at daybreak."

It's easier said than done, but the temperature dropped sharply at night, and the two of them had no thermal supplies other than some dry food they carried with them, so it was destined to be a tough night.

After staying there for more than ten minutes, the two of them felt cold all over.

Sun Liang started another fire nearby. But there wasn't enough fuel. Even as a beginner-level ability user, he couldn't sustain himself for an entire night.

"I'm going out to find some firewood. You wait here for me and don't wander off," Sun Liang said.

Su Han nodded obediently.

When Sun Liang returned with firewood, he saw a single sleeping bag inexplicably next to Su Han.

It's made of down, so it's windproof, warm, and super soft.

Sun Liang: ………

"No? You're a space-age ability user?"

This sleeping bag is so clean, there's not a speck of dust on it. Where did it come from?

Su Han looked completely innocent and pointed to a spot not far away, "I just picked it up there."

Sun Liang looked and saw that there really was a drag mark in the spot Su Han pointed to.

"You think you're kidding me? If you're so capable, pick up another one." Sun Liang laughed angrily.

Su Han laid the sleeping bag out neatly on the ground. "Believe it or not, I just looked around, and there's no other one like it."

Sun Liang was at his wit's end, so he waved his hand and told Su Han to hurry up and rest.

This sleeping bag is the small size; it's barely big enough for Su Han, let alone two people.

He might as well stay up all night.

Su Han laid out her sleeping bag next to the fire, crawled inside, and closed her eyes.

Sun Liang, in a carefree manner, sat cross-legged next to the fire and put half a cigarette in his mouth to keep himself from getting sleepy.

This stuff is a rare commodity in the apocalypse; he only had half a stick left, and he couldn't bear to smoke it.

Out of the corner of his eye, Sun Liang noticed that the drawstring of Su Han's sleeping bag wasn't tied tightly. He figured that air would get in, so he reached out to tuck it in for him.

He had just raised his hand when he suddenly stopped and turned around.

The night was so thick that nothing could be seen.

The inexplicable chill disappeared.

Sun Liang shuddered for no apparent reason.

Holy crap...was he hallucinating?

Why does it feel like someone is aiming a sniper rifle at the back of his head?

Before the apocalypse, Sun Liang was a genuine special forces soldier. When the apocalypse broke out, he led his comrades to fight their way out of the zombie horde and arrived at the revival base.

Unfortunately, in the year of the apocalypse, all the brothers who had survived with him died, leaving him all alone.

He always trusted his intuition, and it saved him many times on the battlefield.

Sun Liang comforted himself that he was suffering from post-war syndrome and was overthinking things, then reached out to tug at Su Han's sleeping bag rope.

Before my hand even touched it, that chilling sensation that sent shivers down my spine returned.

Sun Liang was so frightened he almost jumped up from the ground.

This is bizarre, extremely bizarre!

He retreated further and further, until he was diagonally opposite Su Han, and he made the fire burn even brighter.

This time, he kept watch obediently, not daring to move an inch, until the middle of the night.

Su Han woke up and crawled out of her sleeping bag. "Brother, you should rest. I'll keep watch for the rest of the night."

The boy had messy short hair and his eyes were barely open.

Sun Liang smiled wryly, "You go back to sleep, I'm not sleepy, I'll keep watch."

Just kidding, how could he possibly sleep right now?

He was really afraid that if he fell asleep, he would have a hole the size of a bowl on his head!

Despite Sun Liang's repeated insistence, Su Han crawled back into her warm sleeping bag and slept soundly.

It wasn't until daylight that the two packed their bags again and set off on their way into the mountains.

Sun Liang's physical fitness is terrifying; staying up all night doesn't have much of an effect on him.

It takes more than ten minutes to drive to the mental hospital, but if you walk fast, it takes less than an hour.

The two hurried to the vicinity, but did not find the car three kilometers away from the mental hospital.

"Damn it, did those bastards just drive in?" Sun Liang's expression tightened.

Driving in without knowing the situation in the middle of the night is practically suicide.

The two continued walking for another ten minutes or so, and it was almost noon when they finally saw the building ahead.

A cluster of buildings averaging three stories high, with light blue staircases, and not a single zombie in sight at first glance.

"Their car is parked downstairs." Su Han spotted the bread truck parked downstairs at the main building of the mental hospital at a glance.

Sun Liang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go take a look."