Chapter 751： Like a coordinate

Jungle off-road vehicle traveled for about half an hour. For the first time, the doll went out of the far door for a ride, sitting in a child safety seat happily, gazing at the window and staring at the dense forest outside the window.

It was noon, and the bright sunshine passed through the thick forest, and the air was full of the fragrance of trees.

Wu Zhanlian parked the car on a high ground, sat in the driver's seat, took out Wu Simiao ’s father ’s map, and looked carefully.

"Wife, we seem to be rich."

"Well, the rich are at our feet."

An Ran yawned from the safety seat when she hugged the baby. It was too early today. Zhao Ru knocked on her door early in the morning. She was sleepy and wanted to take a nap.

After the battle, he combined the map in his hand, threw it under the front window glass, and jumped out of the car. "I'll make a fire and cook lunch for you."

An Ran didn't answer, holding the doll moving around, laying down the chair and lying down.

Following her car, she followed four cars, and also stopped one after another, and began to take out the wild cooking utensils in the trunk of the car, cooking in the deep forest.

A few men were busy, took out clean water and vegetables, and Zhan Lian held a self-made compass in his hands, turning his body left and right, looking for directions.

They have now arrived at the rich man, which is the core of the Yaoyang base. Before the end of the world, there were still pharmacies in this area, but after the end of the world, the drug stores in the Yaoyang base were evacuated. There are many pharmacies in Yaoyang City, and there are also some companies that supply medicinal materials. There are always places where survivors have not been involved.

After tossing and eating several roasted sweet potatoes and roasted potatoes, everyone started to set off towards the old town. In fact, it was a dense forest. Enron was half-lying on the front passenger seat. The sun, through the front window glass, fell on the map that Zhan Lian placed under the glass.

The map has been slightly yellowed. I heard Wu Simiao said earlier that this is an old Yaoyang city map that his father purposely framed to commemorate the city of Yaoyang. The age is a bit far away. The map is quite large. From the glass frame, Zhan Lian took out these old city maps.

When he put it on the front window of the off-road vehicle, he folded the yellowed old map a few folds, just a few less eye-catching pencil arrows, and just laid it out in the sun, mottled golden light spots, in those pencils The arrows went up, so the arrows, and the numbers next to them, stood out.

Anran snorted, sitting upright, holding the sleepy doll, pulling the map under the front window, looking at a cross arrow drawn by a pencil above, and asking Zhan Lian,

"What is this, I feel like a coordinate."

Zhan Lian glanced at will, pulled back his gaze, continued to stare forward, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something to Enron. Later, he thought about it, no, so he took another look at the map in his hand. On the small arrow symbol, he uttered a sigh, stopped the car, and said to Enron:

"Let me see."

It doesn't matter if you look at it. At a glance, Zhan Lian got into the god. He got out of the car with the map, spread out the yellowed map, and looked at the back with the mottled sunlight, pondering carefully. , Then turned back and smiled at Enron in the front passenger seat:

"It's a coordinate, so why don't you see what it is?" Nt

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