#511 - Chapter 511: The legacy of the gas station - Rebirth In The Apocalypse: Start By Building The Strongest Base

Let's not dwell on Qin Jin sitting in his office, marveling at the stronghold he had built.

At the same time.

In another part of Guangyuan City.

Longmen County.

A gas station beside a certain highway.

This was the very gas station where Li Bowen rescued Li Xu and took him back to Luyuan!

Half a year had passed, and the scene here was vastly different from before.

The low buildings and gas pumping equipment were long rusted, and the surroundings were overgrown with weeds that had withered, leaving behind remnants.

The survivors killed by Li Bowen and the combat team members were long gone, either dug up and eaten by zombies or turned into white bones.

In the face of the scorching heat and sunlight, there was no sign of life here.

"Tut-tut-tut—"

The sound of a motorcycle engine grew louder from a distance, and a Harley Davidson quickly appeared from the highway, slowing down and stopping near the gas station!

A person wearing a full-body sun protection suit, a helmet, and luggage strapped to the motorcycle appeared!

His destination seemed to be here, as the motorcycle drove straight into the long-abandoned gas station, stopping in the shade beneath the dilapidated building.

"Hoo—"

The person immediately took off his helmet, revealing a middle-aged man's face covered with short stubble, looking to be in his late thirties!

His face was covered in sweat, which he wiped away with his arm before opening his eyes, which had been blurred by the sweat, and carefully surveying the gas station.

"Is this the place?"

A slightly magnetic voice came from his parched lips.

He took out a map and a bottle of water from the motorcycle's storage compartment, took a sip, and carefully identified the location for a while, then looked at the gas station's sign a few times before finally muttering:

"It really is here!"

"It's been so long, there shouldn't be anyone left, right?"

"Back then, 'Qian Jin' told us we could seek refuge with him, but half a year has passed, I don't know if he's still alive, and I wonder if anyone from the doomsday survival group back then really came to seek refuge with him?"

Doomsday survival group?

A strange name emerged from his words!

This was a name that only Qin Jin and Li Xu knew!

The man put the map back in its place, secured the motorcycle's stand, adjusted his equipment, took out a machete, and cautiously walked towards the gas station building.

He wanted to check out the situation inside.

Although it was highly likely that this gas station had been scavenged by countless waves of survivors, since he had come all this way, he felt it would be a waste not to take a look.

His steps were small, but his movement speed was not slow, and he quickly arrived at the entrance of the gas station's cashier building.

Last year, Li Xu was hiding here waiting for 'Qian Jin' to arrive.

The man was very cautious, he didn't directly enter the building, but first carefully observed the footprints on the ground, as well as the remaining traces of the door, and after having a general idea in his mind, he chose to gently tap the window of this place with his machete.

"Bang, bang, bang—"

The tapping sound appeared and traveled far into the building.

"Clang—"

Immediately, there was a sound of debris being knocked around inside!

The man faintly heard a familiar roar!

At this time!

This sound!

Without a doubt, it was a zombie!

The man retreated a few steps away from the building entrance and ran towards his motorcycle!

"Roar—"

Sure enough, just after the man left, a gaunt-faced female zombie rushed out of the building entrance!

After coming out, it continued to pounce on the middle-aged man!

Only one!

The man calmed down, and seeing that no more zombies continued to appear from the building, and not hearing any other sounds, he judged that it was indeed only one zombie that had been attracted.

That was easy to deal with.

He no longer ran away, casually took out a handful of glass marbles from his pocket and scattered them on the path where the zombie was running, then picked up his machete and waited.

The brainless zombie certainly didn't care about the marbles on the ground, and as expected, after running to that spot, its balance was disrupted, and it fell forward!

The prepared man stepped forward and delivered a powerful chop!

"Puchi—"

The female zombie's head was severed from the back of its neck and rolled to the side.

Even so, its head was still opening and closing its mouth, not completely "dead"!

"Pfft!"

The man added another blow to the zombie's head, finally completely eliminating the danger.

"Hoo—"

Slightly relieved, the man once again carefully walked towards the building with his machete, tapping it a few more times, but heard no sound coming from inside.

He concluded that it should be safe inside.

Without letting down his guard, he quietly walked inside and began to carefully conduct a thorough inspection.

Five minutes later, he walked out of the building with a look of frustration.

"As expected."

He was used to this situation, returning empty-handed.

Survivors who managed to survive and pass by every gas station or service station on the highway would definitely not leave anything good behind, and would carry out the most thorough scavenging.

There was nothing left.

"It seems there's nothing to gain, where should I go next? There's nowhere else to go, it's getting hotter and hotter outside, and my food and water are running low, if this continues, I'll be finished sooner or later."

The man patted his head and sighed helplessly.

He was a survivor fleeing from the north to the south.

Relying on this motorcycle that he had finally found and the fuel he had collected along the way, he put on his equipment and traveled south, passing through the outskirts of countless cities, traveling nearly two thousand kilometers, and finally arrived in Guangyuan City after much wandering.

He had been a member of a chat group last year and happened to see a message from a group member about taking in survivors, so he detoured here to take a look.

Unsurprisingly, there was no one waiting here.

Or rather, it would be strange if there was anyone here.

Having gained nothing, he glanced at the scorching sunlight outside and decided to rest for a while before heading west to Shenzhen, which used to be one of China's famous cities, perhaps there were some survivor-built settlements in the surrounding area?

He had come all the way from the north and had encountered many survivor settlements, but had not joined any of them.

There was no need.

Those bases and shelters were almost all living hand-to-mouth, and even if he joined, he wouldn't get any good treatment.

It was better to continue wandering on his own.

After all.

His strength was not weak.

He preferred to be a lone survivor.

Feeling bored, he pushed the motorcycle to the entrance of the building and parked it there, intending to find a place inside to rest.

Suddenly.

His eyes seemed to catch some information!

On a certain wall of the building, some words were written!

However, they had been smeared with something by someone, and some of the writing remained.