After picking up the tanker truck and leaving Yue Cen beside the ambulance, they drove a certain distance and suddenly asked Gu Zhuo:
"Gu Zhuo, have you noticed that Yue Cen has some different feelings for you?"
"ah?"
Gu Zhuo asked doubtfully. He is a big boss. Apart from danger, he cannot feel any delicate emotions. When Chao Ying asked this question, he also scratched the back of his head.
"No, I've only known each other for one night, how can we have any feelings? It's not like I'm writing a novel."
"All right."
After hearing this, Chaoying didn't ask any more questions.
Although she has never experienced human affairs, she is still a woman and is more sensitive in this regard.
Although she and Yue Cen had only known each other for one night, Gu Zhuo was strong and reliable enough to make a woman unconsciously dependent on him... She also clearly saw that Yue Cen was more interested in leaving Gu than leaving the Fortress of Doom.
Zhuo felt sad.
Thinking about it like this, Chaoying turned his head and looked at the man next to him, and suddenly realized that he might also have other feelings for him unknowingly...
It's just that Gu Zhuo is really a piece of wood...
No longer thinking about it, Chaoying picked up the notebook found in Liu Tong's room and reopened it to study it.
With Gu Zhuo's guess just now, he might be able to guess the contents of the notebook.
Combined with what Gu Zhuo said, those who want to control monsters and infected bodies must adopt some kind of means, and it will definitely not be successful right away. The data and variable control in the notebook may be a way to control monsters.
Experimental data.
Unfortunately, there is too little known information, and no matter how Chaoying studies, he can't figure out the reason.
If you cannot analyze the data, you can only start from other aspects above.
She looked at the three names and then said to Gu Zhuo:
"Gu Zhuo, if Liu Tong is one of the people who took over the experiment on controlling infectious agents in Jinqiao, then the two names in front may be the people who conducted research on controlling infectious agents before Liu Tong."
Hearing this, Gu Zhuo looked at the two names again:
Jiang Yuqing, Li Chao.
"Could it be that of these two people, one is a prophet and the other is a priest?"
Gu Zhuo asked.
Chaoying said nothing, and she shrugged, indicating that she had no idea.
After checking the information in the notebook, we could only draw some vague conclusions. Helpless, Chaoying put the notebook back again.
Gu Zhuo was driving, and Chao Ying rested his head on the window glass beside him, looking out boredly.
The Doomsday Fortress unknowingly drove out of the Golden Bridge and headed towards Qingshui.
After driving for an unknown amount of time, Chaoying felt a little sleepy. She didn't sleep all night, and now she was tired from traveling. She really felt tired.
She was just about to close her eyes and sit in the passenger seat and squint for a while, when something flashed by suddenly caught her attention.
"Drive in the direction of Qingshui. Even Jinqiao is still a bit far away from Qingshui. It will probably take about a day to drive. If you are tired, you can take a nap. I can ask the mechanic to drive automatically later."
Gu Zhuo thought Chaoying was tired and didn't dare to rest for fear of something happening.
Chaoying pulled his sleeves, pointed out the car window with a somewhat uncomfortable expression, and said to him:
"No, Gu Zhuo, look at those things."
Gu Zhuo looked in the direction she was pointing and saw some scattered small flags on the side facing her car window.
The patterns on those small flags are all the emblems of the Prophetic Cult!
"what 's wrong!?"
Seeing those scattered small flags, Gu Zhuo was also stunned. He turned on the navigation and took a look to confirm that they had left Jinqiao. Moreover, there was nothing displayed on the thermal imaging display.
"Is it possible that this place is not far enough from Jinqiao that some believers from Jinqiao once expanded their missionary scope here?"
Chaoying made a guess.
"Maybe, let's drive a little further and have a look."
Gu Zhuo nodded and without saying a word, he speeded up the Doomsday Fortress and drove forward faster.
...
After driving for about half an hour, they were far enough away from Jinqiao. However, the two discovered that even if they were far enough away from Jinqiao, they could still see the prophetic flags standing beside them.
Moreover, their number has increased significantly. They are no longer on the side of Chaoying's car window, but even on Gu Zhuo's side, black flags can be seen flying in the air.
"Damn it, that evil cult has spread so widely!"
Gu Zhuo lightly smashed the steering wheel, stared at the flags on both sides and cursed.
"Gu Zhuo, what is the city under the Golden Bridge?"
"Below the Jinqiao is Yangzhong, behind Yangzhong is City Z, and past City Z is Qingshui."
Gu Zhuo answered her.
"I have a bad feeling. You said that the Prophet's Church will not always preach along this route. It will start from Jinqiao and then spread to Yangzhong, Z City, Qingshui..."
Hearing this, Gu Zhuo's face turned ugly. He felt that Chao Ying's words were reasonable. If they really followed this missionary route, then the two of them would have entered the religious territory of the Prophet Sect.
"There is no other way. Let's go to Yangzhong first. If Yangzhong becomes the territory of the Prophet Cult, we should find a way to knock it down. I really don't want to give up the goal of Qingshui."
Helpless, Gu Zhuo had no choice but to say this.
For him, Qingshui is an excellent location that meets all his requirements for establishing a shelter and long-term survival. He cannot give up it easily.
"good."
The two of them stopped talking. Gu Zhuo quickly pressed the navigation button and rushed to Yangzhong.
When they reached the section of highway entering Yangzhong, Gu Zhuo saw a large flag and a black inverted cross erected in the open space next to the highway.
Hanging on top of the inverted cross was a naked, withered corpse.
The corpse seemed to have been dead for a long time. It had no appearance of what it was before birth, and could only be vaguely identified as a man.
As for the big flag next to the corpse, as expected, the pattern on the flag is still the emblem of the Prophetic Cult.
The black inverted cross, the bright red blood-like double eye mark, and the miserable corpse looked so strange and desolate against the backdrop of a snowy field. This is an effect that cannot be captured in any horror movie.
At this time, a gust of wind blew over, causing the flag to flutter in the wind.
The blood-red double eye was twisted into an even weirder and inexplicable shape.
Looking at the blood-red double pupil, Gu Zhuo felt that no matter what angle he looked at, it was staring at him, constantly exuding an evil intimidation.
"What the hell is this prophet?"
Looking at the double eyes, Gu Zhuo looked away, knowing that the so-called prophet would definitely become a big trouble.
"Gu Zhuo, do you want to continue to Yangzhong?"
The uneasy feeling in Chaoying's heart became even stronger. Gu Zhuo nodded and gritted his teeth and said:
"You must go. No matter what, you must at least go there and see."