I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 650: Better to Walk by Oneself Than to Call Pigs and Dogs (Seven Updates) - 1

Chapter 650: Chapter 650: Better to Walk by Oneself Than to Call Pigs and Dogs (Seven Updates) - 1

"How’s it going?"

Li Tian tipped his head towards you with a provocative look on his face.

Little did he know, you completely ignored him and went on to open several room doors, eventually rushing into a leftward room.

"Why are you still going in? Aren’t we supposed to be escaping?" Li Tian, who was the last one to come in, asked you, puzzled.

"Close the door!"

You hastily commanded, as you hadn’t forgotten that several zombies were following right behind.

Once Li Tian locked the door, you began tearing down all the curtains in the room and said to everyone, "The facilities in the administrative building are the best. These curtains are high quality and sturdy. We’ll use them to make a makeshift rope to slide down later."

"Slide down? There are a lot of zombies outside!"

Li Tian walked over to the windowsill, pointing at a few zombies wandering not far away.

First, you extended your finger towards the fence, only ten meters from the administrative building, with a truck parked next to it: "We can climb over the fence using that truck, then head for the hills. After getting over a few hillocks, we can reach Xixi Road, where there are significantly fewer residents around."

"You’re crazy, going up the mountains? We should head to the city government building, or the armed police forces!"

Li Tian quickly disagreed with you.

You suddenly paused, slapped yourself, and muttered, "I’m an idiot for discussing this with you. You rich kids have plenty of people to rescue you, I forgot about that."

"You..."

Li Tian thought you were mocking him and immediately turned his head away from you.

You couldn’t be bothered to explain further; you couldn’t exactly say that these people, including Wang Yanyu, were all just characters within an array barrier, and once you broke through this world, they’d all vanish into nothingness.

"If that’s the case, then just wait here, there’s still food, which should be enough for you all."

Your well-intentioned reminder made everyone realize that this place was a staff restaurant. It was decorated luxuriously, complete with a bar. Although the scene was a bit chaotic, food and water could be seen everywhere.

After speaking, you also started searching for the food and tools you needed, finding several packs of beef jerky and three bottles of water, and taking two lighters for emergencies.

While you were busy packing your backpack, you noticed that everyone’s eyes were continuously on you.

It could be said that you saved their lives, because only after snapping out of it did they realize that had they stayed in the meeting room, they might have starved or died of thirst before rescue arrived.

When you carefully took out a little pink water bottle with a cartoon fairy pattern from your backpack, Li Tian couldn’t help but laugh, teasing, "Never knew you had this taste. That’s a pretty cute water bottle. What’s the pattern on it? A flower fairy?"

You didn’t pay any attention to Li Tian’s teasing and continued preparing seriously.

Because you were very clear that once you left for the mountains, you would face the most severe survival test.

Although this was just an array barrier, and the zombies didn’t seem deadly enough to threaten you right now, you knew all too well that Liu Bai, that hoodlum, wouldn’t have gone to so much trouble to bring you here only to let you pass through easily!

For you, this was a life-and-death challenge, and for Liu Bai, perhaps just a game, because in this world, he definitely had dozens, if not hundreds of ways to torment you!

Thus, you had to be meticulous with every step and even stay away from the crowd.

How does that saying go?

Better to rely on yourself than to expect help from pigs and dogs!

You glanced at everyone around you, not knowing why, but you had the lingering feeling of being watched—as if among these people, there was a spy for Liu Bai.

Just as you were busy, a faint fragrance entered your heart, and you couldn’t help but take a deep breath.

Then, you spotted a pair of pure, jade-like hands, holding the little pink water bottle with the fairy pattern, as if embracing a long-lost child.

You looked up, only to find it was Wang Yanyu.

At that moment, Wang Yanyu’s eyes shimmered with emotion, as though she had stumbled upon a long-lost treasure. She caressed the small water bottle carefully and whispered, "I can’t believe I would see it again."

"You, you still remember?"

At the same time, another segment of memory emerged in your mind, including one or two vivid images.

These memories and images were all associated with Wang Yanyu in front of you.

"Is this yours? Can you give it to me?" Wang Yanyu looked at you with a smile, her eyes pleading.

"Mm."

You paused slightly, then nodded.

"Thank you." Wang Yanyu smiled joyfully. "When I was very young, I had a water bottle like this, but I gave it away later. After that, I never saw it again."

Wang Yanyu didn’t say whom she had given it to; it was obvious she had no impression of that person.

Ignoring everyone else, she methodically searched and was extremely lucky to find ten compressed biscuits in a cabinet.

Minutes passed, and you tied the curtain ropes into a sturdy knot before throwing them down.

This was the second time you had done this job. Although you weren’t an expert, you were at least not unfamiliar with it.

As you were ready to slide down, Hu Jing suddenly stepped forward, bowed to you, and said, "Thank you, I’m sorry!"

You smiled faintly without saying much. After all, she was a fragile girl and life wasn’t easy for her.

"By the way, what’s your name?" Li Tian asked, sitting on the windowsill.

"Me? Li Muyun."

However, upon hearing your name, the gentle smile on Wang Yanyu’s face suddenly froze.

A long-buried image gradually surfaced from the depths of her memory:

It was a Qingming festival fifteen years ago, bathed in the beauty of early spring.

Wang Yanyu was visiting the countryside with her grandparents and parents to pay homage to a benefactor. There, on that hillside, she met a little boy with a runny nose. Despite his young age, the boy was very skilled. In Wang Yanyu’s memory, he was incredibly accurate with a slingshot, and he could even play with throwing knives. She had given her beloved fairy water bottle to the little boy, hoping he would remember her.

That spring day was the happiest she had ever been; she vaguely remembered smiling the whole day, as though she truly were a fairy, wandering in a romantic floral paradise.

Fifteen years flashed by in an instant, and Wang Yanyu had never imagined that the little boy had not only remembered her but had also cherished their friendship. Only she, with the passage of time, had gradually forgotten it.

Wang Yanyu vaguely remembered that the little boy also had the last name Wang, a distant relative of hers. Back then, his grandmother called him "Little Yunyun."

"You, I hope we can meet again!" Li Tian said with a sincere smile.

"I hope so."

Soon you reached the ground, and it seemed like the zombies hadn’t noticed you yet.

You sprinted to the side of the enclosure and quickly climbed to the top of a truck, ready to scale the wall.

Just then, from the third floor, Wang Yanyu’s voice rang out, clear as the shatter of ice: "Little Yunyun!"

You spun around, incredulously looking up at Wang Yanyu on the third-floor balcony.

Dizzy!

How did she know this nickname!

Could she be Zhao’er?