"Well, the other party does indeed have a refuge, and they also said that as long as we're willing, we can go over to their place. It's just that..." Taking a forceful bite of the bread in his hand, Tang Xiaoquan raised his eyebrows and glanced at everyone in the car. He could see the hope in their eyes.

Yes, anyone who has gone through such a series of life-and-death challenges would be particularly hopeful for a safe place to stay, and the suggestion mentioned by the man undoubtedly resonated with everyone's current mindset.

Weighing the pros and cons, to avoid discouraging his companions, Tang Xiaoquan changed the subject and continued ambiguously: "It's just that there are quite a few people there, including women and children, and the matter of supplies is also..."

Tang Xiaoquan intentionally shook his head and pretended to be eating without finishing his sentence.

But as the saying goes, "The speaker has no intention, but the listener reads deeply."

Hu Xiaodong wasn't foolish. Although Tang Xiaoquan only spoke a few words, Hu could already grasp the underlying meaning. After some consideration, he replied, "Hmm~ more people means we'll have to contribute our supplies. However, it does show goodwill that they're willing to take us in. Besides, they didn't invite us over just for our supplies, after all..."

"Exactly! That man doesn't even know what we have! How could he plan to take advantage of us?" Having seemingly recovered from his earlier anger, the outspoken Wang Qiang jumped in to defend Hu Xiaodong's statement.

"Yes! That's right!" Nodding in agreement, Wu Chao echoed, "I think Qiang is making sense. The other party probably means well, otherwise, he wouldn't have been so anxious to warn us about the highway dangers."

Seeing the conversation veering away from his expectations, Tang Xiaoquan quickly interjected to guide the discussion, "I believe the man's intentions are sincere, but please pay attention to the supply issue, which we cannot avoid. You all know our current supplies without me saying it, so I can be 100% sure that going to their place won't solve this problem, but will actually make it worse due to the increased numbers. So…"

"So I think it's like this," Zhao Yunhai eyed the young man in the rearview mirror and continued, "We should first get our priorities straight. I agree eating is important, but shouldn't we settle tonight's accommodation first?"

As expected of a university professor, not only did Zhao Yunhai speak with authority, but he also pointed out his group's most pressing issue straightforwardly.

"According to what we discussed earlier, we can indeed spend the night in the car, but that would be a last resort. I can responsibly assure you that if eight people spend the night cramped in this car, your back and waist will feel 'wonderfully' sore by morning! Moreover, safety is also an unknown factor; who can guarantee that zombies won't attack us at night?"

"So, in my view, going to that place you mentioned is our best option right now. As for the supply issue, we can address that once we're settled. In the worst case, we rest for a few days and leave with an excuse once we're recovered."

With Zhao Yunhai's insightful words, Tang Xiaoquan immediately felt enlightened, all his hesitation and worries dissipating.

Yes, he indeed focused too much on safeguarding their own interests, often blinding himself and ignoring the essential matters.

As he reflected and criticized himself, Tang Xiaoquan also sincerely admired Zhao's wisdom.

With the situation resolved, Tang Xiaoquan had nothing more to consider and immediately expressed, "I now have no objections! Let's go with Uncle Zhao's suggestion!"

After a brief silence, Hu Xiaodong made the final decision, "Alright, let's go there. Let's communicate as much as possible with the locals and believe that they are more familiar with the local roads and the post-pandemic situation. So let's gather some intel in advance to be prepared for any potential surprises in the future!"

After giving instructions, Tang Xiaoquan corresponded with the mature and experienced Hu Xiaodong and Zhao Yunhai about the target location.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yunhai had been to that area three years ago. Although they were unsure of the exact target location, they at least knew their current position wasn't too far from it.

Silently letting out a sigh of relief, Tang Xiaoquan finally felt at ease upon hearing Zhao Yunhai mention the proximity of their destination.

Though knowing little about cars, he was more aware than anyone of how precious fuel was.

As mentioned in numerous post-apocalyptic movies and novels, the three essential resources were not cash or luxury brands, but essential food, medicine, and fuel.

Thus, since Old Zhao estimated the destination wasn't too far, the fuel in the car should suffice for the journey ahead.

Relieved, Tang Xiaoquan no longer worried, finally giving in to the fatigue from the continuous tension and strain. Scorched by the blazing sun and oppressive heat, all he wished for now was a good sleep, to momentarily forget all his troubles.

The car drove steadily; Zhao Yunhai looked quite relaxed, far from the tense vigilance shown by Acheng when driving.

He casually adjusted the sunglasses on his nose, his facial features honed by time exuding the charm of a mature man against the black lenses.

Wei Yang was cautiously organizing the supplies collected by Tang Xiaoquan and others in the back seat. Having been independent since childhood, she had developed a habit of meticulously arranging her life.

Sadly, the deeply asleep Tang Xiaoquan didn't witness the actions of the woman behind him. Otherwise, he would have been moved to tears, exclaiming, "It's great to have a woman around!"

Just as Zhao Yunhai initially calculated, after driving nearly 20 kilometers, an enormous sign and a winding opening gradually came into view.

Using the words on the angle of the sign, Zhao Yunhai confirmed the opening ahead was the highway exit to their target destination, so without hesitation, he stepped on the accelerator hard, and the Buick GL8 sped forward.

Approaching the exit, Zhao Yunhai decisively slowed down, then turned the wheel left, guiding the GL8 smoothly off the highway.

Gazing at the cameras emerging at the corner, Zhao Yunhai couldn't help but muse that such actions would have once scored "12 points deducted and a 200 yuan fine," but now...

With a wry smile, Zhao Yunhai pressed the pedal once more, releasing a cloud of thick smoke...

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