Chapter 93

Chapter 93

Yu Qingxian emerged from the forest, looking at the peacock feather in her hand. She pondered for a moment, realizing she could not take it away.

If she brought it with her and dropped it somewhere, it would endanger these animals if discovered by humans.

Even in the apocalypse, there were still many who sought pleasure.

If someone took a liking to the mutant peacock's feathers, what would happen?

After considering this, Yu Qingxian put down her camera, asked the Tyrannosaurus Rex to wait for her, and returned the feather.

On her way out, she carefully covered the branches and openings.

She even used a shovel to dig up anything resembling a pathway.

This way, even if someone passed by, they would not notice anything amiss.

Fortunately, the roots of trees in this area had raised the paths, making it easy to restore the natural look.

Though it was unlikely anyone would come to such a place.

Yu Qingxian finished her tasks, and it was already late.

She looked at the sky.

There was no way she could find a house to stay tonight.

Many fruit trees were planted around the houses in this rural area, surrounding the entire village with trees.

Yu Qingxian found a spot, using a shovel and an axe to clear a small area, and gathered branches to start a fire.

The frozen branches produced billows of smoke when ignited.

Watching the smoke rise above the treetops, Yu Qingxian found it amusing and even took a photo.

She then fed the Tyrannosaurus Rex.

Looking at its food supply, she estimated it would only last three to five days.

She needed to go to the city.

The battery in her luggage case was also running low.

It was time to find a generator to recharge it.

As the Tyrannosaurus Rex ate, Yu Qingxian studied the map of nearby cities.

One was about fifty kilometers behind her.

But it was not feasible to turn back.

Another was over a hundred kilometers ahead.

It was a city in a canyon, with only one road leading out.

For some reason, Yu Qingxian felt a sense of despair when she looked at this city on the map.

It was built along the canyon, with a river and cliffs on one side.

Only one road passed through the entire city.

The city was not large, with a population of less than 600,000.

But such a location was inherently dangerous.

If the zombie virus outbreak occurred, a single car accident would leave no chance of escape.

Even between neighboring villages, the dialects could be unintelligible.

But Yu Qingxian did not mind.

It seemed this place did have a shelter.

And the number of survivors in the whole country was far greater than the number on her phone.

However, Yu Qingxian was more interested in the Mutant monkeys those people mentioned.

What were Mutant monkeys?

Yu Qingxian inexplicably thought of a particular mountain and its monkeys.

But it was clear that the Mutant monkeys the woman spoke of were not as simple as mutated monkeys.

Yu Qingxian was certain those people had left, so she went to examine the two smoke bombs.

She tapped them with her shovel to ensure they would not suddenly explode, then picked them up.

They were indeed smoke bombs.

No traps or anything.

These smoke bombs were for her to use against the Mutant monkeys.

In other words, the Mutant monkeys relied on their vision to identify prey?

Thinking of this, Yu Qingxian looked at the fire in front of her.

Would a Mutant monkey suddenly appear if she turned her head?

With this thought, Yu Qingxian abruptly turned her head, but there was no abnormality in the forest behind her.

She then looked up at the trees.

The Mutant monkeys must have characteristics of monkeys to be called such.

And they were likely primates.

Such as humans, gorillas, baboons, or apes and monkeys.

And as Yu Qingxian looked up, she met a pair of glowing red eyes.

Its body was covered in black fur, but she could barely make out that it had once been human.

So this was a Mutant monkey.

Yu Qingxian saw the Mutant monkey hanging from the tree, warily watching her and the Tyrannosaurus Rex, not attacking rashly.

So this must be a higher-level zombie.

She grabbed her camera and took a picture of it.

Speak of the devil, and it shall appear.

The Mutant monkey seemed to have grown fur to withstand the cold, since it was a zombie.

But it was slender and much larger than an average monkey, clearly identifiable as a human being from its size.

Just too ugly.

Indeed, having no hair was not attractive, but being covered in fur was unsettling and disturbing.

Of course, the ugliest was that zombie-devouring creature.