My Apocalypse Fortress Vehicle

After picking up the tanker truck and leaving Yue Cen beside the ambulance, they drove a certain distance and asked Gu Zhuo abruptly:

"Gu Zhuo, have you noticed that Yue Cen has some different feelings for you?"

"ah?"

Gu Zhuo asked doubtfully. He is a big old man who cannot feel any delicate emotions except danger. When Chaoying asked this question, he also scratched the back of his head.

"No, I just met him for one night, how can I have any feelings? It's not like I'm writing a novel."

"All right."

Hearing this, Chaoying didn't ask any more questions.

Although she has never experienced anything, she is a woman after all, and she is more sensitive in this regard.

Although she and Yue Cen had only known each other for one night, Gu Zhuo was strong and reliable enough to make a woman unconsciously dependent on him... She also clearly saw that Yue Cen was more interested in leaving Gu than leaving the Fortress of Doom. Zhuo felt sad.

Thinking about it like this, Chaoying turned his head and looked at the man next to him, and suddenly realized that he might also have other feelings for him unknowingly...

It's just that Gu Zhuo is really a piece of wood...

No longer thinking about it, Chaoying picked up the notebook found in Liu Tong's room and reopened it to study it.

With Gu Zhuo's guess just now, he might be able to guess the contents of the notebook.

Based on what Gu Zhuo said, those who want to control monsters and infected bodies must adopt some kind of method, and it will definitely not be successful right away. The data and variable controls in the notebook may be experimental data for controlling monsters.

Unfortunately, there is too little known information. No matter how Chaoying studies, he can't figure out the reason.

If you cannot analyze the data, you can only start from other aspects above.

She looked at the three names, and then said to Gu Zhuo:

"Gu Zhuo, if Liu Tong is one of the people who took over the experiment on controlling infectious agents in Jinqiao, then the first two names may be the people who conducted research on controlling infectious agents before Liu Tong."

Hearing this, Gu Zhuo looked at the two names again:

Jiang Yuqing, Li Chao.

"Could it be that of these two people, one is a prophet and the other is a priest."

Gu Zhuo asked.

Chaoying said nothing, and she shrugged, indicating that she had no clue.

After checking the information in the notebook, we could only draw some vague conclusions. Helpless, Chaoying put the notebook back again.

Gu Zhuo was driving, and Chao Ying put his head on the window glass beside him, looking out boredly.

The Doomsday Fortress unknowingly drove out of the Golden Bridge and headed towards Qingshui.

I don’t know how long they drove, but Chaoying felt a little trapped. She didn't sleep all night, and now she was tired from traveling and traveling. She really felt tired.

She was just about to close her eyes and sit in the passenger seat and squint for a while, when suddenly something flashed by caught her attention.

"Gu Zhuo, where are you driving now?"

Hearing Chaoying ask herself, Gu Zhuo answered her:

"Drive in the direction of Qingshui. Even Jinqiao is still a bit far away from Qingshui. It will probably take about a day to drive. If you are tired, you can take a nap. I can let the mechanic drive automatically."

Gu Zhuo thought Chaoying was tired and didn't dare to rest for fear of something happening.

Chaoying pulled his sleeves, pointed out the car window with a somewhat uncomfortable expression, and said to him:

"No, Gu Zhuo, look at those things."

Gu Zhuo looked in the direction she was pointing and saw some scattered small flags on the side facing her car window.

The patterns on those small flags are all the emblems of the Prophetic Cult!

"what 's wrong!?"

Seeing those scattered small flags, Gu Zhuo was also stunned. He opened the navigation and took a look to confirm that they had left Jinqiao. And there is nothing displayed on the thermal imaging display.

"Is it possible that this place is not far enough from Jinqiao? Some believers from Jinqiao once expanded their missionary scope here?"

Chaoying made a guess.

"Maybe, let's drive a little further and have a look."

Gu Zhuo nodded and without saying a word, he speeded up the Doomsday Fortress and drove forward faster.

...

After driving for about half an hour, we were far enough away from Jinqiao. However, the two discovered that even if they were far enough away from the Golden Bridge, they could still see the prophetic flags standing beside them.

And their number has increased significantly. They are no longer on the side of Chaoying's car window, but even on Gu Zhuo's side, black flags can be seen flying in the air.

"Damn it, that evil cult has spread so widely!"

Gu Zhuo lightly smashed the steering wheel, stared at the flags on both sides and cursed.

"Gu Zhuo, what is the city under the Golden Bridge?"

"Below the Jinqiao is Yangzhong, behind Yangzhong is Z City, and past Z City is Qingshui."

Gu Zhuo answered her.

"I have a bad feeling. You said that the Prophet's Church will not always preach along this route. It will start from Jinqiao and then spread to Yangzhong, Z City, Qingshui..."

Hearing this, Gu Zhuo's face turned ugly. He felt that what Chaoying said was reasonable. If they really followed this missionary route, then the two of them would have entered the religious territory of the Prophetic Cult.

"There is no other way. Let's go to Yangzhong and take a look first. If Yangzhong becomes the territory of the Prophet Cult, we should find a way to defeat it. I really don't want to give up the goal of Qingshui."

Helplessly, Gu Zhuo had no choice but to say this.

For him, Clearwater was an excellent location that met all his requirements for establishing a shelter and long-term survival, and he could not give it up easily.

"good."

The two of them stopped talking. Gu Zhuo quickly pressed the navigation button and rushed to Yangzhong.

When they reached the section of highway entering Yangzhong, Gu Zhuo saw a large flag and a black inverted cross erected in the open space next to the highway.

Hanging on the inverted cross was a naked, withered corpse.

The body seemed to have been dead for a long time. It had no appearance of what it looked like before it was born. It could only be vaguely identified as a man.

As for the big flag next to the corpse, as expected, the pattern on the flag is still the emblem of the Prophetic Cult.

The black inverted cross, the bright red blood-like double eye mark, and the miserable corpse looked so strange and desolate against the backdrop of a snowy field. This is an effect that no horror movie can produce.

At this time, a gust of wind blew over, causing the flag to flutter in the wind.

The blood-red double eye was twisted into an even weirder and inexplicable shape.

Looking at the blood-red double pupil, Gu Zhuo felt that no matter what angle he looked at, it was staring at him, constantly exuding an evil intimidation.

"What the hell is this prophet?"

Looking at the double eyes, Gu Zhuo looked away. He knew that the so-called prophet would definitely become a big trouble.

"Gu Zhuo, do you want to continue to Yangzhong?"

The uneasy feeling in Chaoying's heart became even stronger. Gu Zhuo nodded and gritted his teeth and said:

"You must go. No matter what, you must at least go there and have a look."