Chinese agents survive in a zombie apocalypse.

Chapter 54 Message, New Destination

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Li Ailun walked over to the old-fashioned car, touched the door, found it unlocked, and opened it directly.

Then he leaned into the car and searched inside, but found nothing.

He looked up at the fuel gauge, and sure enough, it showed that he was out of gas.

Li Ailun had no choice but to get out of the car, close the door behind him, and then walk toward the house.

Standing in front of the door, Susan peered into the house through the glass window of the wooden door and saw that there was no one inside.

Knock knock...

Out of politeness, Susan knocked lightly twice on the wooden door and called out to those inside:

"Hello, is anyone there? We just need to borrow some gas!"

After waiting a while, no one responded.

When Susan went around to the bedroom window, she also saw the body of the homeowner who had committed suicide inside.

Like Rick, she also felt it was best not to disturb the deceased.

Just as Susan was about to turn and leave.

Crackling sounds...

Suddenly, the sound of shattering glass rang out, followed by a series of crashes as shards of glass fell to the ground...

Susan looked in the direction of the sound and saw that Li Ailun had knocked on the glass of the door and then reached in to open the door.

It was too late for her to stop it.

Squeak... yah...

As soon as the door was pushed open, a strong stench of corpses and mold hit the door.

It's a bit pungent...

Li Ailun waved his hand in front of him, slightly dispelling the odor in front of his nose.

Bang bang...

He slammed his fist on the wooden door twice, deliberately making a noise.

If there are zombies, they will be attracted here.

After waiting a while and seeing no zombies appear inside, Li Ailun felt relieved and went into the house.

At this moment, Susan walked back to the door and followed him inside.

The house is simply and unpretentiously decorated, yet cozy, a typical American country style, with a lively atmosphere everywhere.

The walls are covered with photos, ranging from black and white to color, showing that it is a family with a long history.

"You look outside, I'll look inside."

Li Ailun turned to her and said this, then went into the inner room.

Susan searched the living room carefully, hoping to find useful supplies.

The two have a great working relationship, and they've been doing it this way all along.

Li Ailun checked each room one by one and found that all the rooms looked like they had been ransacked.

All I could find were clothes; I couldn't find anything useful at all.

Finally, Lee Allen entered the master bedroom and saw the man's body lying on the sofa. He wasn't as sentimental as Rick and Susan.

Instead, he walked straight to the body, bent down and picked up the shotgun, a Remington 870 shotgun, a very common household shotgun model.

Now, no weapon should be wasted.

“Allen…”

Suddenly, Susan's shouts came from outside.

Thinking she was in danger, Li Ailun immediately turned and ran out of the room, then followed the sound of the gunshot all the way to the restaurant.

As soon as I entered the restaurant, I saw a large pile of supplies on a table in the middle.

There were twenty or thirty cans of various kinds of canned food neatly arranged.

There were also a dozen or so bottles of water, various commonly used medicines, and an open toolbox filled with all sorts of tools.

In addition, there were several knives of various kinds, a small revolver, and several boxes of ammunition, some for pistols and some for shotguns.

There were also two gasoline cans full of gasoline on the corner of the table.

Susan sat at the dining table, one hand covering her mouth, the other holding a photograph.

Seeing that she was alright, Li Ailun breathed a sigh of relief. He put down his hunting rifle and asked:

"what happened?"

Susan looked up when she heard this, her eyes already red. She didn't say anything, but handed him the photo in her hand.

Li Ailun reached out and took a look. The front of the photo was a family portrait of the five of them.

Standing in front of a chestnut horse was a middle-aged couple, each holding a child, with a pretty young girl standing between them. Everyone's face was filled with happy smiles.

Turning the photo over, I saw densely written text on the back, which read:

Hello, stranger I've never met before.

Welcome to Taylor's farm, isn't it a wonderful farm?

You must have seen the photo. Yes, that lady is my wife, Catherine.

She's beautiful, isn't she?

Please don't be jealous of me, you can tell from the photos that I'm not bad either, haha.

As you can see, the three little ones are our children.

Emily, our eldest daughter, is kind, gentle, smart, and lovely, inheriting all the best qualities from her mother.

Daisy and Martin are twins who are very curious about the outside world. Unlike their sister, they are not easy to deal with and are always making a fuss, which can be a bit of a headache.

But I love them very much because they are the most precious things in my life.

You've come here, surely heading to the refuge in Atlanta as well.

We had originally planned to go there, but we couldn't because Catherine and the others had high fevers and were very sick...

Okay, it's been a long time since I've talked to anyone, so I've said too much.

In short, I'm glad you made it here alive. Life out there must be really tough now.

But please don't let my choice affect you; I've simply chosen to reunite with my family.

If you still have people you care about, please persevere.

I've compiled all the usable supplies from my home, hoping they can help you or anyone else on the journey ahead.

There should be another horse in the stable, named Li Bao, who is also a member of our family and a very naughty fellow.

I let it go a few times, but it always came back.

There was no other way but to pile all the fodder from the stable into the horse pen, not knowing how long it could last.

If you see it, please don't harm it for the sake of these supplies.

You can ride it away, or you can let it go.

Finally, I have a small request: I hope that you can also bury my body in the flowerbed in the backyard so that I can be with my family.

Thank you! Good luck, my friend.

George Taylor

After reading the message on the photo, Li Ailun looked up at Susan and said without any emotion.

"There are shelters in Atlanta, we can go and check them out on our way."

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Susan looked at him speechlessly.

Is this all you're interested in?

Then, her gaze slowly fell on the supplies on the table, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

After witnessing his wife and children leave him one by one and experiencing such a heavy blow, he still maintains a sense of kindness towards the world.

It's hard to imagine how strong George's heart is.

Yet this strong and kind man chose to end his life by suicide, which shows how deep his love for his wife and children was.

This gave Susan, whose heart had been shrouded in gloom since the cannibal incident, a glimmer of light returned.

She turned to look at Li Ailun and said:

“George was a good man, we should help him fulfill his last wish.”

Li Ailun glanced at the table full of supplies and then nodded.

After all, they've received so much in return; helping to bury someone isn't unreasonable.

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The two entered the master bedroom and saw that George's body was still clutching a thick photo album tightly in one hand, which stirred up mixed feelings in them.

Then, they removed the white sheets from the large bed and used them as a shroud to tightly wrap the body.

The two dragged the heavy corpse all the way to the backyard.

They saw that in the not-so-large flowerbed, there were already four slightly raised mounds of earth, one large and three small, all planted with flowers and marked with simple cross-shaped wooden signs, each with a name written on it.

Catherine Taylor, Emily Taylor, Lucy Taylor, Martin Taylor.

Next to the larger mound of earth, there was already a dug pit, and even a wooden sign was prepared with George Taylor's name on it.

George arranged everything meticulously, as if afraid of causing any trouble for others.

Together they put the body into the pit, and then Li Ailun jumped into the pit as well.

He took the photo out of his pocket, glanced at it one last time, and then gently placed it on the chest of the corpse, which was wrapped in a sheet.

Seeing that he had finished, Susan reached out and pulled Li Ailun out of the pit.

Then, the two silently filled the pit with soil, and soon a brand new mound of earth appeared in the flower bed.

However, they didn't see the horse named Chestnut in the stable, and assumed it had run away because no one was feeding it, so they didn't pay much attention to it.

After finishing all this, Li Ailun and Susan returned to the house, made some quick changes, and then gradually moved all the supplies into the black sedan.

"Let's go."

Li Ailun said something, then opened the car door and got in.

Susan took one last look at the white house, then opened the car door and got into the driver's seat.

The black sedan made a U-turn and slowly drove out of the farm, rejoining Interstate 85. This time, their destination was Atlanta.

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