Jiang Shan could only squeeze into a corner. The back compartment and the driver's cab were completely isolated. They could only see each other through the extremely thick glass windows, and it seemed that they couldn't even hear voices.
Just waiting for the car to start - Jiang Shan realized that he was still naive.
I don’t know if this driver drove a kart bumper car before, and he has no awareness of safe traffic. He can run over a big stone on the ground without caring that the wheels will almost fly off.
Jiang Shan didn't expect that he had escaped all the "excitements" during the trip, but not the crazy swing of this broken truck.
Looking at Wei Yuan again, he held the crossbar of the car behind him with his hands and stuck the wheelchair just between the two oil drums, as if he was accustomed to this kind of life-threatening bumps.
Although Jiang Shan was knocked unconscious, she found that she miraculously did not vomit. It seemed that she had not felt nausea for a long time.
The truck kept driving until dark, and Jiang Shan actually saw the red moon outside the open carriage.
She heard that only the red moon would be seen in the apocalypse, but later she found out that it was because of the tinted glass on the car windows.
At this time, Jiang Shan's stomach suddenly growled at an inappropriate time.
The truck made a loud noise as it drove, as if the engine was overwhelmed and struggling to breathe its last breath.
Only Wei Yuan, who was also in the back compartment, heard the stomach growl. He slowly raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Shan.
Jiang Shan remained motionless, but turned her face to one side to hide her expression.
Wei Yuan turned the wheelchair and turned towards the corner. Then he touched his hand somewhere, then retracted it, and there was something in his hand.
He pushed the wheelchair to Jiang Shan and handed the thing in his hand to her: "Eat this."
Jiang Shan raised her head and looked at it. It was a vacuum-packed sandwich. She slowly raised her hands. Now her hands were wrapped in protective gloves, and the blackened fingers could no longer be seen.
Jiang Shan took the sandwich and it felt as hard as a brick through his gloves. The plastic film tightly wrapped the food inside, but a section of the food was still slightly black.
Are you sure this hasn't expired?
Wei Yuan said: "We only have this kind of food now, so let's make do with it."
At this time, Jiang Shan didn't understand what it meant to make do, but she had to take off her headgear when eating. Aren't these people avoiding her like snakes and scorpions?
In the cab, the girl named Zhao Ying had been quietly looking into the rear compartment through the glass. She observed Jiang Shan taking the food, with panic in her eyes.
Others also noticed it and turned their heads to look here.
Wei Yuan shook his head at them and exchanged words with his eyes. Finally, Wei Yuan said: "Pull up the protective curtains on the car windows. It will be fine." Moreover, the return journey would take ten and a half months, so it was impossible not to let Jiang Eat well.
The others were obviously unwilling, but had to listen to Wei Yuan. They saw Zhao Ying gritting her teeth and reaching out to pull down a dark curtain. Suddenly, the only glass window in the cab was covered.
Jiang Shan: "..."
Wei Yuan looked at Jiang Shan again and said softly: "Take off the hood."
Jiang Shan looked at Wei Yuan. Wei Yuan didn't even wear protective clothing, yet he dared to stay in the same space as her, and he didn't even avoid contact with her.
Jiang Shan unzipped the protective suit and took off the heavy glass hood with force.
Jiang Shan was indeed hungry. After taking off his hood, he immediately tore open the packaging bag and took a bite.
The sandwich was salty and hard, but it didn't affect Jiang Shan's eating comfort. It was as if she hadn't eaten such delicious food in a long time?
A moldy sandwich?
Jiang Shan took a deep breath, and when he came back to his senses, he looked at the empty plastic bag in his hand in surprise. Wei Yuan looked at her silently, with more inquiry in his eyes.
Jiang Shan pursed his thin lips, and before Wei Yuan could speak, he took the initiative to pick up the hood at his feet and put it on again.
Jiang Shan, who was full, leaned his back completely against the wall of the car. The bumps in the vehicle were beyond imagination, and the driver was obviously driving with all his strength. He pushed the accelerator to the limit and drove like crazy, as if he was anxious to get rid of something behind him.
Jiang Shan hugged the backpack tightly in his arms. People always subconsciously want to grab something of their own to resist the uneasiness flowing in the air.
She raised her head and looked at the rolling mountains disappearing before her eyes. She could only see some outlines of ravines.
Wei Yuan had been observing her, and every detail of Jiang Shan's expression fell into his eyes, until Jiang Shan suddenly turned her face and looked directly at him.
Wei Yuan didn't feel any embarrassment or panic. He just asked slowly: "Are you sick? What's wrong?"
Jiang Shan looked at him, turned his face back for a long time, and wrote lightly: "Cancer."
Wei Yuan: "..."
Wei Yuan obviously couldn't figure out what kind of cancer it was. Usually, the word "cancer" had enough meaning.
Wei Yuan fell into silence again.
Jiang Shan closed his eyes. Regardless of whether he was really asleep or not, his refusal to communicate anymore was already very obvious. Jiang Shan is now tired and confused. Moreover, she is still unfamiliar with people like Wei Yuan and does not want to have too many conversations.
Wei Yuan silently withdrew his gaze.
Jiang Shan fell asleep in a daze, then woke up again, and then the cycle continued. The weather outside was either gray or pitch black. In the end, Jiang Shan couldn't tell how much time had passed.
…
In the cab, someone didn't know who cursed: "Damn, we're out of gas again."
Jiang Shan finally felt the car slow down, staggering and finally stopped breathing. As if he vaguely knew the purpose of so many oil drums in the back compartment, the tall and sturdy man in the co-pilot got out of the car and came to the back compartment with a solemn expression to look at Wei Yuan.
"There is a situation. Our backup oil pipe is also broken." Without the oil pipe, there is no way to refuel.
"Damn it, it's raining all night long when the damn house leaks." Someone cursed again.
Wei Yuan was still the only calm one, "Don't panic yet, let Zhao Ying open the map and take a look."
Zhao Ying, who was in the back seat of the cab, dug through her backpack and spread out a rolled-up old map. Jiang Shan looked at them, what do you mean, are you lost or something?
Wouldn’t it be enough to turn on the GPS on your phone? Now with global satellite positioning, Jiang Shan suddenly realized that from the beginning to now, she seemed to have never seen these people use mobile phones.
Jiang Shan saw that the roll of map that Zhao Ying opened had shabby edges, and it didn't seem to be an ordinary paper, much like the kind of parchment often shown on TV.
Zhao Ying said: "There is a gas station five hundred meters ahead."
This sentence seemed to give others a glimmer of hope, "No matter what, let's go and take a look first."
Jiang Shan saw that the supposedly broken oil pipe they threw away was covered with a dark substance, as if it was rusty, but can plastic pipes also rust?
Before Jiang Shan could think about it, the car continued to stagger forward, much slower than before, and finally moved 500 meters little by little.
Jiang Shan saw an abandoned gas station on the roadside.
