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The car was speeding along, and even when passing through some relatively "congested" sections, Old Zhao kept the speed as high as possible.

It's not just him; the survivors at the back of the car were also vigilant, closely watching the surroundings of the vehicle, as if danger could descend at any moment.

Undoubtedly, such vigilance was extremely exhausting, especially since they'd just survived a life-and-death ordeal. Emotionally drained, the survivor team was nearly at its limit both physically and psychologically.

But "Lu Rui and his group's lesson" stands there; in the apocalypse, there is never a moment to relax your guard, not even while traveling in a speeding car.

Wei Yang carefully changed Hu Xiaodong's hanging IV fluid. Her purpose was to restore his physical condition as quickly as possible and replenish the fluids he lost the previous day.

Traveling at noon, the scorching heat was truly unbearable, especially for the City Management Bureau's survivor team vehicle, which lacked even the slightest shade, exposing everyone to the blazing heat. The survivors at the back of the car were all listlessly staring outside, too lethargic to speak a word.

The journey gradually shortened under this somewhat eerie atmosphere. After a while, the car drove into WH city, and following a stretch of relatively complex road conditions, the familiar gates of the City Management Bureau once again appeared in front of everyone.

Returning to the place they had fought "desperately" a few hours ago, the survivors' hearts were undoubtedly conflicted.

Now, encountering these "old friends" again, each of them seemed to feel that "heart-pounding" sensation once more.

Zombies still gathered inside the City Management Bureau, and the damp ground had turned into wisps of steam, evaporating under the sun.

But those two narrow blood trails, pressed by wheels, continued to shine terrifyingly under the sun's reflection.

The beasts seemed to realize their "opponent" had arrived, waking from a leisurely "stupor" and swinging their arms with vigor, roaring towards the direction the City Management vehicle was leaving, as if cheering.

From afar, it looked genuinely like a group bidding farewell to a "close friend," not only "enthusiastic" but also "touching."

Watching the black shadow gradually disappear from view, Wei Yang's heart sank. Being the only member who hadn't experienced the City Management Bureau escape battle, her feelings were undoubtedly deeper than those of her companions, and she could even imagine the scene when everyone broke through.

The car continued to drive forward, and although Tang Xiaoquan couldn't determine the exact time, from his own judgment, it was definitely slower than he had earlier anticipated.

This was mainly due to the complex road conditions, with abandoned vehicles constantly appearing, severely hindering the City Management vehicle's progress.

After driving for over half an hour, the previously silent front of the car echoed with several knocks, prompting everyone to look over. It was Old Zhao patting the roof of the car.

"Everyone stays alert, the gymnasium is approaching!!" Wiping sweat from his face, Old Lin issued one of his few commands throughout the drive.

Needless to say, Zhao Yunhai's earlier action was prearranged by the two of them, meant to notify the rear of the car that the destination was near.

Upon hearing Old Lin's reminder, there was a visible change in the weary eyes of everyone.

Tang Xiaoquan was no exception, though compared to everyone's expression of joy, his face remained more composed and calm.

"Hey, it's so quiet here!" Someone inadvertently spoke up, and as everyone listened carefully, indeed, it was unusually silent on both sides of the street, with hardly any zombies in sight.

"Seems Zhao's message was right; most likely, there are survivors gathered here!" Old Lin judged timely, as, apart from humans, no other species could make zombies disappear.

"Heh, Zhao's information might be more than just accurate," Wang Qiang said with implications, glancing playfully at Tang Xiaoquan beside him, then mischievously nudged him: "Hey, Tang, could such an organized force that deals with so many zombies be just a small troop?"

Tang Xiaoquan rolled his eyes but was about to respond when Cheng excitedly exclaimed: "Quick, quick look, everyone, look there, the gymnasium!"

Following the voice, looking at the site, a towering building taller than surrounding structures stood proudly.

According to Zhao Huilong's introduction, this gymnasium was built in the 90s, meaning it had a history of several decades. Due to its age, it no longer had the ability to host events and was more displayed as a relic to the public.

Old Zhao steadily drove the car onto the auxiliary road and saw a large sign clearly marked with directions to Yuhuan Gymnasium "50 meters ahead turn left."

Additionally, Old Zhao noticed another wooden sign standing less than 10 meters from the directional sign.

On the wooden sign, large characters were also written: "Survivor base welcomes you!!"

Everyone in the car cheered. Upon seeing the large characters written on the wooden sign, each of them beamed with delighted smiles.

Following the directions, Old Zhao turned the car left, and as it completed the turn, a massive building gradually revealed its form.

Tall, solid walls, at least several tens of meters high, and the elliptical domed design are still impressive even now.

"No wonder the authorities didn't demolish this antique; it looks not a bit worse than the Red Three Rings in our city!" Wang Qiang commented spontaneously, feeling good-hearted appreciation.

And after his comment, the rest also nodded in agreement repeatedly.

Tang Xiaoquan examined the "grandiose giant" in front of him silently, and indeed, this building was very suitable as a large shelter.

Firstly, the towering walls made of reinforced concrete, even with the ability of the zombie hordes, couldn't possibly break through.

Secondly, this location is about 20 kilometers away from the bustling urban area, which means the density of zombies wouldn't be high, evident from the scarce presence of zombies in the surrounding area.

Lastly, because it is a "historical relic," its dining and entertainment facilities are well-developed, meaning supply materials would be relatively easy to obtain.

Thus, Tang Xiaoquan, who didn't hold high hopes for the gymnasium, began to sway at this moment.

And just when he was lost in thought, a loud shout came from not far away:

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