After leaving the small village, Li Qingyuan arrived at a relatively wide road. She followed this path southward for fifteen miles until she finally spotted a relay station.
Seeing the station from afar brought a surge of relief; she could finally encounter people, finally relay the news of the zombies in the forest. However, once she actually arrived at the station, she was horrified to find that not a single soul was there.
The sight of blood-red smears on the muddy ground signaled to Li Qingyuan that something was terribly wrong. She entered each room, but every one felt as gloomy as a funeral parlor, chilling her to the bone. Late autumn had already set in; in another two weeks or a month, winter would arrive, and with it, the world would once again be filled with people frozen to death by the roadside.
Chapter 491