Chapter 531 - 265: The Raid_2
"Not giving her face?"
"Not giving her face? I just won’t talk to her," said Lin Wu.
"Coward, let’s go," mocked Stone.
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After crossing the railway bridge and entering Left County, they found that the density of zombies had sharply increased. Even near the remote mountainous tracks, the density of zombies was several times higher than in North Town, making it impossible to completely avoid them. They had to selectively kill some zombies, which made their progress slower than when they had walked in the storm.
When they got back to the sawmill sub-base, it was already 7 pm. The water at the Sawmill hadn’t fully receded, so the people from the Sawmill would spend another night at the logging site. Seeing Lin Wu and Shana return, Stone called everyone to eat. They had a meal of rice mixed with pumpkin, diced meat, and mustard greens. They prepared a box meal for Maya and then the few from Doomsday Fortress went back home in their car.
During dinner, Little Knife asked Lin Wu and Shana where they had been, but Lin Wu brushed it off with a joke, and no one else pressed the matter. On the way back to Doomsday Fortress, Lin Wu started to ponder Shana’s question, how was he to explain the source of the bullets to Maya?
The sea wall road leading to Doomsday Fortress was now above the water, although there was still some serious flooding. He believed it would be back to normal by tomorrow. Wai, sensing his master’s return, leaped to the first floor, splashing through the water to exit the south gate, jumping around Lin Wu’s feet, constantly wagging his tail. Lin Wu graced him with a pat on the head, and Wai finally settled down contentedly.
Maya had set up two chairs by the third-floor campfire. After everyone greeted her and she thanked them for the box meal, Peanut and the others went upstairs. Lin Wu went to his dormitory, changed out of his half-dry, half-wet clothes, and put on the sour-smelling dry clothes he had in his backpack. With his low earnings and Qing having bet and gone back to her maiden home, he had to wash his own clothes.
Taking up a bucket, he rolled up his pant legs to wade through the water to the south gate to fetch a bucket of yellow river water. After some consideration, he still soaked his clothes in it. He added washing powder and stomped on them with his feet. When he got tired, he called Wai over to do the stomping. Afterward, he rinsed out the washing powder in the purified area of Left County River. They smelled okay afterward.