I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade
Chapter 689 - 176 Humble, Bowing, I’m Sorry_2

Chapter 689: Chapter 176 Humble, Bowing, I’m Sorry_2

"And how can you be so sure that there is a shelter over in Huang City?"

Mo Lan said, "A survivor told us about it, he said that’s where the life we want is."

"Heh," Li Long laughed, shaking his head, "I find it hard to believe. Do you know how dangerous cities are now? After the apocalypse, the zombies are most prevalent in cities, they’re everywhere. I think that guy might be playing you, sending you off to your deaths on purpose."

"Think about it, it’s not just about you. There are so many survivors following you, you have to consider their safety no matter what."

Li Long’s voice was neither loud nor soft, audible to the survivors in the car.

He had already noticed a change in the expressions of the survivors in the car.

Perhaps she wanted to go to Huang City, but within this group of survivors, diverging thoughts had begun to emerge.

Mo Lan looked at Li Long, then turned back to the group, deep in thought, "Sorry, but I still want to go to Huang City. I believe what he said."

"Sigh," Li Long said with regret, "Alright then, since it’s your own choice, I won’t say much more. I’ll leave this gun with you; hopefully, you won’t need it. Honestly, if I’m to speak the truth, there really is no point in going. The situation now is the same everywhere, and perhaps Huang City isn’t as good as you imagine it to be."

Li Long passed the firearm through a window that lacked wire mesh.

Zhang Hao made eye contact with Wu Dongliang.

To be honest, they were a bit tempted.

Li Long’s demeanor was trust-inspiring, and they agreed with the sentiment he expressed. In reality, shelters are the same anywhere, and moreover, with firearms in their possession, their safety was assured.

Mo Lan said, "Perhaps you’re right, but I’ve made my decision and I want to stick with it."

"Sigh, okay then, I wish you a safe journey," Li Long said as he turned to leave. As his back was to them, his lips seemed to move slightly.

As if he were counting numbers.

1!

2!

...

"Please wait."

A survivor called out.

Li Long looked at the unfamiliar survivor, seeing the haggard expression and dim eyes that suggested a perpetual hover on the brink of despair.

The speaking survivor was a middle-aged man, balding, likely a minor official during peacetime.

"I want to go with you," the middle-aged man said.

Li Long looked at him, then turned to Mo Lan, "Your companion wants to go with us. What do you say?"

Mo Lan said, "I’m still heading to Huang City."

She didn’t even know why she was so adamant about going to Huang City; perhaps it was just the way of a Virgo woman—once something was decided, it wouldn’t change, a reflection of stubbornness.

The balding survivor hastily said, "She can go her way; I’ll go with you. I feel it’s better to go with you rather than to an unknown Huang City, which may or may not even be real."

Mo Lan looked at him without saying anything, unable to influence the thoughts of others.

"Everyone, I know you all just want a stable life. My destination is Huang City, and no matter what, I won’t change. You can go with them, or you can follow me to Huang City."

"The decision is yours."

She knew the arrival of this armed group of survivors would be a huge temptation to them.

She had a premonition.

The number of survivors willing to follow her to Huang City might be very few.

At this moment.

The balding survivor said, "Mo Lan, if it doesn’t work out, let’s just go with them. After all, Huang City is just an illusion; who knows if what Sun Neng said is true or false. If we really get there and find out we’ve been fooled, then we’re truly done for."

He really hoped to persuade Mo Lan.

But from Mo Lan’s expression, he knew he had not succeeded.

He then looked at the other companions.

"Are you leaving or not?"

The balding survivor wanted to leave with the group of armed survivors but also sought companionship; he didn’t want to go alone.

Li Long waited quietly. Having said all that needed to be said, all that was left for him to do was to observe.

Indeed, following the balding survivor’s lead, other survivors quickly responded.

"I’ll go with you."

"Me too."

"Mo Lan, I won’t join you. I think it’s better not to go to Huang City. Whether what Sun Neng said was true remains to be seen."

After some contemplation, the survivors in the car decided not to head to Huang City.

A shelter is a shelter, it’s the same anywhere. Besides, there’s still a long distance to Huang City, and who knows what dangers might be encountered on the way.

Mo Lan didn’t say a word, just nodded. She had decided to go to Huang City, but she didn’t really know what the shelter there was like. If she dragged them along and they arrived to find no shelter, or encountered danger on the road, then all she would have is regret.

"Have you really thought it through?" Mo Lan asked.

"We have."

"I’ve thought it through too, thank you for taking care of me all this time. I hope you reach Huang City safely."

Faced with the goodbyes from everyone, Mo Lan opened the car door.

The balding survivor got out, smiling happily, breathing in the fresh air around him, then walked over to Li Long. After him, one after another, survivors got off the bus.

A team that had faced numerous hardships thus disbanded and went their separate ways.

Mo Lan looked at Zhang Hao and his group, "What about you guys?"

Zhang Hao firmly said, "We’ll definitely go with you to Huang City."