Otherwise, things can't be done, and troubles will keep coming.
After drinking some water, Guan Zhongjin finally felt a bit better.
He finished the leftover food on the table, then sat on the stool in a daze, with an indescribable look in his eyes.
"This Old Ghost has done too well in brainwashing these people; I'm afraid replacing him won't be easy..." Guan Zhongjin pondered silently.
......
Heading North.
Before nightfall, they arrived at a county on the northern outskirts of Chang City.
Meiling Forest Park.
With so many vehicles and people, choosing a suitable campsite had its requirements.
First, it can't be in a densely populated area before Doomsday, as this likely means more zombies.
Second, it must accommodate all the vehicles and preferably have a wall as a barrier.
Third, it would be ideal to replenish water supplies and be near a main road for easier travel the next day.
