I sell Coke in the doomsday

The wheels of the jeep rolled into the yellow sand and sank slightly, but it only slowed down the speed of the jeep and was not a big deal.

Sun Zheng was a little worried, so he turned his head, frowned, and asked me.

"Is this road okay? If the jeep gets stuck in the sand, we two will have to get out and push it."

I took Song Mingtao's notes, looked at the route on it, and said lightly.

"Let it go. I've walked this road before, and there won't be any problems."

"This is the edge of the desert, and the sand is very thin."

Hearing this, Sun Zheng still looked uneasy. Seeing this, I sighed and patted my chest to assure him.

"Don't worry, if this car gets stuck in the sand, I will..."

Plop! With a muffled sound, the jeep suddenly tilted and sank into the sand.

"I'll just...get out and push the cart."

Chapter 120 Games

The rapidly spinning wheels sank into the soft yellow sand, and no matter how they accelerated they only stirred up a cloud of dust.

Sun Zheng and I sat in the car looking at each other. Sun Zheng squinted at me and said with a pout.

"What are you standing there for? Go down and tow the truck."

I was so embarrassed that I couldn't say anything, so I just got out of the car and came to the place where the wheel was sunken. I stood beside the jeep and stepped on it a few times.

Except for the right wheel of the jeep, the other places were very solid. Unfortunately, the jeep sank into a concave pit. The pit was not long, but very deep. The sand inside felt like fallen leaves floating on the water when stepped on. There was no place to gain leverage.

I rolled up my sleeves helplessly, walked to the place where the wheel was sunken, grabbed the body of the car, lifted it up with all my strength, and then used my brute force to bring the jeep out of the deep pit filled with sand.

The jeep landed smoothly, and then the sound of the engine starting was heard again. I quickly caught up with it, opened the door, got in, and sat in the passenger seat.

As soon as I sat down, I saw Sun Zheng's mocking eyes. He looked at me and imitated my tone and said.

"Is this the route you said would be absolutely problem-free?"

I laughed dryly, waved my hands, and answered helplessly.

"That was just an accident. Something like this will never happen again on the road ahead..."

Bang! With a muffled sound, the body of the jeep tilted again. There was no doubt that the broken car had sunk again.

"..."

The carriage suddenly fell into a strange silence. Sun Zheng paused, then spoke to me very seriously.

"Please, stop talking."

"You crow's mouth."

I really wanted to refute, but I really couldn't come up with any reason to refute, so I could only get out of the car again and repeat the previous work, lifting the jeep and then pushing the car out of the sunken sand pit.

However, after finishing this time, I didn’t say anything when I got back to the car. The magical thing is that after I took the initiative to shut up, the rest of the journey was unusually smooth.

Damn it, please let your broken car sink again. The fact that you are so stable proves that the previous two times were really my bad luck.

However, the jeep obviously did not hear my prayers. Until the oasis in the distance slowly appeared before our eyes, nothing unusual happened to the broken car.

The sky was filled with yellow sand. A fallen leaf in front of the oasis fell, was swept into the yellow sand, and was carried by the wind. It fell on the yellow sand and was then crushed into the yellow sand by a passing jeep, disappearing without a trace.

The sand in front of us became less and less, and what followed was frosted grass. The jeep finally drove into this oasis.

Sun Zheng sat in the car, looking at the scenery and buildings in the oasis, his eyes dazed, and spoke softly.

"I never thought there would be such a good place in the apocalypse. It's really enviable."

Hearing this, I couldn't help but think of my little nest, which is much more comfortable and enviable than this oasis.

In my little nest, there is food, electricity, it is clean and tidy, I don’t have to worry about zombies, and I have endless Coke.

Warm, cozy and nostalgic.

I have been living an enviable life.

In the oasis, Song Mingtao should have heard the sound of the jeep, but when he looked around, there was no sight of Song Mingtao.

Sun Zheng and I waited for a long time, but Song Mingtao didn't show up. Then we remembered that Song Mingtao was a cautious guy.

Now, he should be hiding in the dark, hiding his daughter and wife, holding the rusty hatchet, hiding in the corner, staring coldly at us two uninvited guests.

"What a troublesome person."

I sighed softly, then opened the car door, walked out of the jeep, strode towards the building in the oasis, shook my hands vigorously, and shouted loudly.

"Mr. Song, I'm back, don't hide anymore."

Sure enough, after I finished speaking, the door of the hut slowly opened, and Song Mingtao came out holding a hatchet and smiled embarrassedly.

"Mr. Su, I'm sorry, I thought..."

"It's the Reformed people who have come."

While Song Mingtao was still explaining awkwardly, a small figure quickly ran out of the house, threw himself into my arms very intimately, and smiled sweetly.

"Brother Su!"

I looked down and saw Xiaoya smiling, blinking her big eyes, looking at me expectantly, and whispered.

"Do you have a gift, Brother Su?"

Hearing this, my breath held in my throat. I didn't remember having made any agreement with Xiaoya about giving me a gift, but looking at her expectant eyes, I couldn't bear to let her down.

Suddenly, my eyes lit up, I smiled confidently, touched Xiaoya's head, and spoke slowly.

"Xiaoya, you are so well behaved. Of course I have prepared a gift for you."

As I spoke, I slightly turned sideways, raised my right hand, pointed at the roof of the jeep, and spoke.

"Look, that's the gift I prepared for you."

Xiaoya looked in the direction of my finger and saw a Gobi bear on the roof of the car, bleeding profusely and with its jaw torn in two.

Well, I just remembered that the Gobi bear’s death did not look good and is not suitable for children to see.

As expected, Xiaoya's face turned pale, and she hid behind me in an instant, speaking in a low voice with some uneasiness.

“So…so scary.”

Hearing this, I couldn't help but touch Xiaoya's head and added in a low voice.

“But it’s delicious.”

Xiaoya pouted and wanted to say something when her mother quickly came over, took Xiaoya in her arms, and said to me embarrassedly.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoya is ignorant."

After saying that, the woman turned around, pinched Xiaoya's little face lovingly, and spoke in a doting tone.

"Silly child, how can you ask for a gift as soon as you meet someone?"

Hearing this, Xiaoya smiled back at her mother without any resistance. Seeing this, I felt relieved. It seemed that during the time I was away, Xiaoya also accepted her mother who suddenly appeared.

Just as I was enjoying this heartwarming scene, Sun Zheng got out of the car in a rage and shouted at me from a distance.

"What are you doing? Give me a hand and take this bear off."

"Do you want to carry this damn bear's body all the way back?!"

Hearing this, I came to my senses, and Song Mingtao had also rushed over to help.

In the next hour, I unloaded the Gobi bear in the yard and started working with Sun Zheng and Song Mingtao.

Skin, chop, and make a fire.

According to the plan, in addition to the part used for tonight's dinner, the remaining bear meat is intended to be dried into jerky to be used as supplies on the road.

The distance between here and my city is not too exaggerated. If it were ten years ago, it would only take six or seven hours.

But now, the road from that time has long been in ruins, and there are many human strongholds and zombies along the way. I don’t know how big a detour I have to take before I can get back.

Therefore, we must be prepared for a protracted war, even if it takes a lot of time.

In order to marinate the jerky, Song Mingtao took out all the salt he had left.

Just when the three of us men were busy, a small hand suddenly tugged at the corner of my clothes. I turned my head and saw Xiaoya standing behind me, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

Seeing this, I smiled, squatted down, and subconsciously wanted to pinch her face with my hands, but the moment I raised my hands, I remembered that my hands were full of fat from the bear meat.

"What's wrong, Xiaoya?"

Xiaoya raised her head slightly and spoke to me innocently.

"Brother Su, I had a dream last night."

Is this a child’s dream? Unfortunately, I am not Zhou Gong and I don’t know how to interpret dreams.

"I dreamed of a very beautiful older sister."

"She asked me to tell you something."

My body froze. There was obviously no reason or basis for this. It should have been an innocent child's dream, but at this moment, I felt a little uneasy.

Xiaoya blinked her big eyes, stood on tiptoe, put her mouth close to my ear, lowered her voice and whispered seriously.

"she says."

"The game is about to begin, idiot."

Chapter 121: Homeward Journey

Game, start?

When I heard the word "game", my facial muscles twitched uncontrollably and my eyes darkened.

It’s finally here. The game that the cerebral palsy god has always talked about. I just don’t know how many people will die this time.

I touched Xiaoya's head, said nothing, turned around, and continued to process the Gobi bear meat with Sun Zheng and Song Mingtao.

The blade fell slowly, the fur fluttered, and the blade chopped on the white bones, but there was no blood. The flesh of the Gobi bear was broken in our hands and no longer whole.

That night, we had a sumptuous dinner and then had a long wait.

I don't know how many days it takes for the jerky to dry, I just wait patiently, sitting on the chair every day, shaking off the sand on my body, and then sitting back down.

So, day after day, in the warm and boring life, I waited until the tenth day. On the tenth day, the Gobi bear jerky had been successfully air-dried, and Song Mingtao's family had packed their luggage.

Early in the morning of that day, everyone got up early. Xiaoya was wearing a white dress that I had never seen before. She ran around excitedly and seemed to be particularly excited about moving.

I didn't have any luggage to prepare. For this apocalyptic journey, I still had nothing worth bringing with me. All I had left were unpleasant memories and the charred corpses of the Reformed Church.

Sun Zheng’s jeep had a lot of space, and it was spacious enough for the five of us to sit in. Song Mingtao and his family sat in the back seat, and I still sat in the passenger seat.

Amid the yellow sand, the jeep drove away in a cloud of dust. This time, no accidents happened.

I crossed my hands, clenched them slightly, and looked at the scenery outside the car nervously and anxiously.

The so-called game has started again, but I have no idea what the game is about or how to win.

I don’t understand. That cerebral palsy god always says that she is on my side, but why does she refuse to tell me the content of the game?

Does she want me to win, or is she afraid of me winning?

I thought about this question carefully, but I couldn't come up with an answer.

……

In a blink of an eye, it was already seven days later. Yes, seven whole days, and I still hadn't come to any conclusion.

But our destination is almost here.

In the jeep, I chewed Gobi bear jerky and looked at the scenery outside the window. It gradually became familiar, and a sense of security arose spontaneously.

After going around in circles, walking a long way and taking the wrong road, I finally got back.

I bit the jerky in my mouth hard, and moved forward eagerly, looking carefully at everything I saw.

The dilapidated roads, the wandering zombies on the plains, and the annoying magpies.

When the jeep turned around a hill, suddenly a dilapidated stronghold came into my sight.

The gate of the stronghold was broken, the simple houses collapsed, there was no trace of human beings anymore, only a group of zombies wandering around and vaguely visible white bones.