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The sun was shining brightly, and there was no wind.

The sun was high, and it was sultry.

After leaving Xiu County, Li Yu and the others were once again on the road to return to the Big Camphor Tree Base.

Among those on the road, Old Huang, Ling Feng, and the others had never been to the Big Camphor Tree Base, but through these days of Zhong Chuchu and others’ introduction, they had already imagined what the Big Camphor Tree Base looked like in their minds.

Their hearts were filled with longing and yearning for the Big Camphor Tree Base.

The little Taoist who traveled with them, Qingyang, had also become quite familiar with Xiao Jun over the past two days.

Xiao Jun found that this little Taoist was different from everyone he had ever met, as if this Taoist had not been affected by the Doomsday.

He always remained calm and composed.

He never seemed unhappy, lacking the common accusatory eyes of people in the Doomsday.

His eyes always remained clear.

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Inside the Unimog RV.

Dapao was driving the vehicle, while Li Gang controlled the drone hovering in the sky.

Li Yu looked at the map and said worriedly, ”It’s 400 kilometers from Xiu County to the Big Camphor Tree Base. At this speed, it’s estimated we won’t arrive until seven o’clock, and it will be dark then.”

”Pass the order to speed up the convoy to maintain 40 kilometers per hour so we can reach the Big Camphor Tree Base before sunset.”

”Alright.” Li Tie replied, then picked up the walkie-talkie to pass the message along.

Everyone in the convoy was eager to get home. This trip had taken almost a month, making them miss life at the Big Camphor Tree Base dearly.

No one objected and agreed to follow Li Yu’s arrangement to speed up.

However, with increased speed, the bumpy roads became even harder to navigate, causing more shaking and making everyone in the vehicles feel quite uncomfortable.

But they could only endure it.

Especially those like Old Huang in the bus, where the overcrowded interior combined with the swaying made them feel nauseous.

Yet they couldn’t afford to vomit, or rather, they were reluctant to vomit.

So they closed their eyes tightly and tried to distract themselves.

The driver, noticing their discomfort, suggested opening the windows to let in fresh air.

But it was so hot outside that opening the windows let the cold air escape, so they soon closed the windows again.

In the RV where Li Yu was, the high chassis and good suspension reduced the intensity of the bumpiness, making it more manageable.

At the front of the convoy, after receiving Li Tie’s message, Ju Tianrui accelerated the vehicle to maintain a speed above 40 kilometers per hour.

With the increased speed, they did not stop.

They headed south from Xiu County, reaching New City and Ji City.

By noon, twelve o’clock.

They had been speeding for four and a half hours nonstop.

To prevent crashing into road ditches due to the high speed, drivers focused two hundred percent of their attention.

This high-intensity driving was incredibly exhausting.

By noon.

Li Yu finally ordered everyone to rest in place for five minutes to address physiological needs.

Within five minutes, everyone rushed to get off the vehicles to handle business by the roadside.

They no longer cared about embarrassment, finding spots in the roadside bushes.

They dared not wander too far, fearing encounters with zombies or missing the convoy’s departure.

Five minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

Everyone set off once again.

Compared to other vehicles, those like Li Yu in the Unimog RV were slightly more relaxed, thanks to the onboard toilet and spaciousness.

On the road, everyone moved nonstop, with drivers gripping the steering wheel tightly while balancing snacks in one hand.

They had to carefully control the steering wheel and watch the road ahead, as any misstep could cause the wheels to get stuck.

Getting stuck would delay everyone.

It wouldn’t be an issue for just themselves, but delaying the entire convoy would be very serious.

Under such pressure, everyone pushed their limits to avoid any vehicle breakdowns.

Time ticked by.

Finally, they reached Wan County by four o’clock in the evening.

It was estimated they would reach the Big Camphor Tree Base in another two hours.

Inside the RV.

Second Uncle and others contacted them again through the military radio, asking Li Yu where they had reached.

Li Yu looked at the crooked blue sign on the roadside and replied, ”We’ve arrived at Wan County.”

”Almost there.”

Second Uncle and others eagerly awaited at the Big Camphor Tree Base, extremely anxious.

After all, it would be very dangerous for so many people to be outside at night.

Leaving Wan County.

Li Yu rolled down the window, looking at the retreating trees and bushes on both sides, recognizing the buildings and forests outside as both familiar and strange.

The last time passing through was a month ago.

In this month, it felt as though a year had passed.

He recalled a gas station after leaving Wan County, where the sidewall was intact; now it had collapsed.

The massive ”Gas Station” sign above had also fallen to the ground.

There were significant changes.

It was June 25th.

In a few days, the typhoon would arrive.

Li Yu squinted his eyes, watching the silent forest at that moment.