Chapter 383: In order to survive in the end times, I recommend myself to be the boss’s bedmate (8)

Chapter 383: In order to survive in the end times, I recommend myself to be the boss’s bedmate (8)

In order to survive in the end times, I recommended myself to become the boss's bedmate (Part 8)

"Radio station, this is... sizzle... sizzle... An unknown wave of zombies has appeared in the southern region. Survivors, please pay attention... sizzle... Survivor base... sizzle... Southern base... sizzle sizzle——"

"Oops, this radio station is useless."

Song Ning fiddled with it a few more times with a little regret, then gave up struggling.

"I haven't heard any useful news at all. It's so annoying."

Lance stepped on the accelerator with a natural look on his face.

"Even if you hear it, it may not be useful."

Song Ning supported half of his chin and looked at him, thinking about it.

"This group of people should have gone to the survivor base mentioned by this radio station, right? If we go there, we will probably run into them. To be honest, brother, I don't really want to run into them again."

"I know."

So Lance had been walking in the opposite direction. The survivor base mentioned on the radio was in the south-central area.

Lance is now heading directly to the southernmost part, he has already made plans.

"Brother, you are the best."

Song Ning praised him every day, and then fell into distress.

"But it's not a good idea for us to stay on the road all the time. And brother, have you noticed that there are more and more abandoned vehicles on the national highway recently? What do you think is going on?"

At first he thought someone in the car had an accident.

But when they stopped at a gas station to refuel, Song Ning discovered it.

Most of these cars were in good condition, and it was obvious that the owners had gotten out of the cars and abandoned them and fled.

Lance was silent for two seconds, just shook his head and didn't tell Song Ning the truth.

Those cars had to abandon and flee because they ran out of gas.

In fact, the fact that they can still drive their car with gas is largely due to the Lord God Mall.

Lance seemed to be able to find a suitable place to refill gasoline every time, but in fact he had long discovered that the reserves in many gas stations had already been cleared out.

But this human does not need to know this.

He just needs to worry occasionally every day, and then continue to live happily under his own care.

Lance thought.

"By the way, brother, where are we going now?"

Song Ning suddenly realized a problem and turned his head with wide eyes.

"By the way, brother, I forgot to ask you before, where are your family members?"

"No."

This human is really stupid, Lance thought.

"Ah? Oh, sorry..."

It’s better not to ask!

Song Ning cursed himself for being stupid in his heart.

My brother is so capable that if his family members were still alive, he would definitely go to look for them.

He felt a little guilty and couldn't help but glance at Lance.

What kind of life did he lead in the past?

Song Ning didn't forget that Lance said he had never used a small umbrella, so does that mean he had never had a girlfriend before?

So now they...

"I plan to go as far south as possible."

Lance suddenly broke the silence, and Song Ning subconsciously exclaimed.

"Why? Is the south better?"

Lance was pleased to find that this human no longer had wild thoughts.

"The situation in the south isn't very good either, but do you know what month it is?"

"What month?"

Song Ning subconsciously reached out the window, and a gust of cold wind immediately penetrated into his palm.

"Don't reach out, it's dangerous."

Lance glanced sideways, the silver-blue light settled in his eyes, as if a god was somewhat inhuman, with an unapproachable coldness.

Song Ning felt a little embarrassed and quickly withdrew his hand and stuck out his tongue.

"Sorry bro, it was just a subconscious, instinctive reaction."

"Pay attention next time."

Lance tapped the steering wheel, his tone softening.

"Cold?"

Song Ning rubbed his hands subconsciously. The hand he stretched out had only been there for a few seconds when it became much cooler than his other hand.

"Cold brother."

After saying this, Song Ning was shocked.

"No, brother, isn't it only September?"

How could it be so cold in September? Weren't they heading south?

"Well, the weather has changed, too."

This is why Lance kept going south. It was only September and the weather in the southern city was already freezing cold. When it was October, Lance calculated the data was.

By then, heavy snow will fall throughout the South except for the southernmost part.

Even in the southernmost part of the country, the snow was only slightly less.

“Is the weather going to change too?”

Song Ning murmured, and soon realized the horrifying truth behind this sentence.

"So what happens if we go north?"

"It'll be fine, but the other humans will die if they don't have any way to keep warm."

The last two words spoken by Lance gave Song Ning an even more creepy illusion.

He was in a trance for a while and couldn't help looking out the window.

This national highway is sparsely populated, and even the zombies are only a few or three.

The sky, which should have been afternoon, was already mostly overcast. Just looking at the sky made one feel an inexplicable bone-chilling chill.

Song Ning subconsciously wrapped his coat tightly around him, only then did he realize that what Lance had just said, "It's okay," was not an exaggeration.

The clothes he was wearing were later given to him by Lance. Sometimes when they were safe, they would use up a little of the reserve in the box.

When he woke up the next day, he was covered in Lance's clothes from head to toe. As water resources were becoming increasingly scarce, they would sometimes just take a bath together. After the bath, Lance would always hold him in his arms and take care of himself. Song Ning had indeed not noticed that his clothes were gradually increasing and he was becoming much warmer these days.

Lance really took good care of him, Song Ning thought as he secretly glanced at the person in the driver's seat.

But when he thought of the change in weather, Song Ning couldn't help but feel a little fear and panic in his heart.

They couldn't find a suitable place to sleep that night so they had to sleep outdoors. What was different from the past was that their car had been modified by Lance. The back seat had long been removed by Lance and turned into a bed, but it was a little crowded for two grown men to lie down.

But when Song Ning snuggled in Lance's arms, he felt warm and safe.

He grabbed Lance's collar and stayed up for a long time without falling asleep.

The unknown and panic made him a little scared.

"Not sleeping?"

A low and hoarse voice came from above his head, and Song Ning felt a little embarrassed to apologize.

"I'm sorry I woke you up, brother. I couldn't sleep."

Lance hugged him up, and his breath sprayed on the side of Song Ning's neck with a sexy tone.

"why?"

Why can't you sleep?

Song Ning felt a little ashamed, but still expressed his feelings in a low voice.

After saying that, he leaned into Lance's shoulder and whispered.

"Actually, I know I don't have to worry too much because I have my brother by my side, but deep down I still feel a little panicky for no reason."

Lance said nothing.

After waiting for a few seconds, Song Ning moved away from Lance's shoulder awkwardly, "It's okay, brother, you go to sleep, I..."

The car door was suddenly opened, Song Ning's waist felt tight, and someone carried him out with one hand and placed him on the cushion that had just been thrown away.

Lance's voice dropped down, slightly hoarse.

"Since you can't sleep, then come and make up for the missed lessons. It's been three days."