The country roads were difficult to navigate, but fortunately, the two people driving were no ordinary humans, maintaining excellent balance and control.
These pitted dirt paths did not hinder them; they even seemed to stroll through them with ease.
However, the person sitting in the back seat felt differently. The jolting ride was manageable for Wu Tian, but Zhao Anjing felt like she was about to throw up her breakfast.
There was no thrill of riding a motorcycle with the wind in her hair. Instead, it brought back memories of returning home for the Lunar New Year on old motorbikes, the journey filled with a strong, albeit unpleasant, scent.
"Yearly Aroma"
After a bumpy ride, they finally finished the mountain road.
Seeing the stone tablet at the intersection inscribed with "Small Mountain Village Group 2," Lin Yuan knew he had arrived home.
"Brother Lin Yuan, there's someone by the side!"
At that moment, two figures in jungle camouflage emerged from the adjacent woods, guns pointed at them.
The person standing in front was about to speak when he suddenly noticed the person in front of him, wearing a full-coverage helmet and a somewhat futuristic outfit.
How could he look so much like his son?
"Lin Yuan?"
Lin Yuan naturally recognized the person who had camouflaged himself so well.
"Dad?!"
He hadn't expected to encounter his father here, thinking he would only meet him when he got home.
"It really is you, kid!" said the person next to Lin Yuan's father.
The voice was familiar; it was Lin Yuan's uncle.
"Uncle!" Lin Yuan called out happily.
"Alright, elder brother, you two can catch up later. Lin Yuan and the others clearly look travel-worn. Also, uh, Lin Yuan, who are these women with you?"
Lin Yuan's father gazed at Lin Yuan and the three young women beside him with a strange look.
Jiang Ziqi's tentacle was particularly conspicuous. Even wrapped in white bandages, its abnormality was immediately apparent.
However, he didn't show any disgust. Nothing was more comforting than a father and son reuniting alive after the apocalypse.
Perhaps this strange girl had even saved his good-for-nothing son's life.
But then again, calling his son good-for-nothing might also imply his parenting was problematic.
Ah, never mind.
(눈_눈)
Lin Yuan, oblivious to his father's thoughts, quickly clarified when he saw the misunderstanding: "Dad, don't misunderstand. They are all my teammates." After introducing Jiang Ziqi and Zhao Anjing, he put his arm around Wu Tian's shoulder and introduced her: "Only this one, Wu Tian, Miss Wu, is your daughter-in-law."
"Meng Yue, say hello."
Wu Tian shifted uncomfortably and suddenly said, "Dad!"
The air seemed to freeze. Lin Yuan felt his toes curling, wishing he could find a place to hide.
Fortunately, Lin Yuan's father remained composed. "Hahaha, good, good. I haven't even asked for your name yet?"
Wu Tian?
"Wu from Dong Wu, Tian from the Heavens."
Impressive, with quite a presence.
"That's great, that's great! You good-for-nothing kid have finally amounted to something! Stop standing around there and bring your friends back home with me!" Lin Yuan's father had been worried for a long time. Now that they were reunited and alive, his heart was filled with emotion. Lin Yuan's mother, who had been growing vegetables at home, also missed her son dearly.
"Dad, I brought more than just these people. We also have weapons and equipment left in the woods along the mountain road. My teammates are waiting for me to bring the supplies back."
More people?
How many people had his son actually brought back?
However, Lin Shouyi didn't dwell on it. More people meant more liveliness. He quickly said, "We still need to go home to get things first. The wheelbarrow and the rolling board for carrying things are at home."
"Okay."
Lin Yuan quickly pushed the motorcycle forward. His house was five households away.
The zombies in these houses had all been dealt with, and most of the useful items had been collected.
Before Lin Yuan could reach his doorstep, he saw a small child who had been on lookout duty on the rooftop run down.
Lin Yuan hadn't had time to get a clear look at who it was when his uncle alerted him: "That's Yongzhi's little one. He was rescued in the first few days of this damned apocalypse. He called you before. He saw you and must have gone down to tell his mother."
As expected, before he had walked a few more steps, the fence outside the house opened, and Lin Yuan's mother ran out.
Now, her son could see clearly that his mother was running towards him with tears streaming down her face.
His nose twitched, and his eyes were blurred with tears, but fearing his mother might stumble in the dim light, he quickly ran over and hugged her.
"Is it really my youngest son?"
(Hearing Fang Xiaoyu's request for her to stay, Li Anwu was also filled with confusion.
What did her department head brother want? Could he be after her beauty?
(´⊙w⊙`)
She hesitantly walked over with Mao Tuan, only to find that none of Fang Xiaoyu's companions had any intention of leaving. Instead, they looked at her with intense scrutiny.
What, are they going to put me on trial? What will happen to me? Will I be fed to that emoticon with four arms? Look, his mouth is open so wide!!
Xiao Yi, who was yawning, was utterly bewildered. Why was this woman staring at him like that? Did she think he was a man-eater or something?
Fang Xiaoyu, seeing Li Anwu's hesitation, quickly pulled her over and said, "Sister An Wu, do you remember the mecha that saved you last time?"
Li Anwu looked at the handsome mecha with a white long sword behind Fang Xiaoyu.
Did I do something wrong? I just sent a few messages on her palm. No way, right?
She nodded slowly, "Of course, I remember. The white mecha behind you, Hao."
Fang Xiaoyu gave an "It's fine then" expression and continued, "Our Sister Hao is looking for a mecha pilot. She wants you to try. What do you think?"
"I'm sorry... Huh? What?!" Li Anwu, who felt like she had done something wrong and was about to apologize, suddenly realized that Fang Xiaoyu's words were strange.
?
She wants me to be a mecha pilot? But I'm just a spider breeder!
She immediately shook her head and stated her objection, "I'm just an ordinary person. I can't be a mecha pilot. I don't think I'm suitable!"
At this moment, Hao spoke. Her gentle voice echoed in Li Anwu's ear, "An Wu, when I went to save you, the moment I saw you, I sensed a certain aura within your soul. This aura is very similar to my previous pilot. Therefore, I want you to try being my pilot. Without a pilot, I can't even draw out the Isvomei behind me."
Isvomei, a transliteration of "hell" in the Beiming language, is the black long sword on Hao's back that has been unused. Her white long sword is called Avalia, a transliteration of "radiance" in the Beiming language, the opposite of Isvomei.)
I'll fix it soon! Just let me dream for a bit!