Jiang Shan could only squeeze in a corner, the rear compartment and the cab were completely isolated, and could only see each other through the extremely thick glass windows, and it seemed that he could not even hear the sound of his speech.

Just waiting for the car to start - Jiang Shan found that he was still naive.

The driver didn't know if he had driven a Kart bumper car before, and he had no sense of safety traffic. He could even crush a big stone on the ground, and the wheels were almost blown away.

Jiang Shan didn't expect that he could escape the various "stimulations" of the trip and did not avoid the crazy swaying of this broken truck.

Looking at Wei Yuan again, he held the crossbar of the rear car with his hand and stuck the wheelchair between the two oil barrels, as if he was used to such life-long bumps.

Although Jiang Shan was so shocked that she was dizzy, she found that she had not vomited magically. It seemed that she hadn't felt nauseous for a long time.

The truck drove until dark and didn't stop, and Jiang Shan actually saw the red moon outside the open carriage.

I heard that only the end of the world will see Hongyue, but later she discovered that it was because of the color-changing glass of the car window.

At this time, Jiang Shan's stomach suddenly screamed inappropriately.

The truck made a lot of noise, like the engine was overwhelmed and struggled to make the last breath.

Only Wei Yuan, who was in the back box, heard the sound of his stomach. He slowly raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Shan.

Jiang Shan was still motionless, but turned her face to the side to cover up her expression.

Wei Yuan turned the wheelchair and turned toward the corner. Then he touched his hand somewhere, then retracted, and there was something on his hand.

He pushed the wheelchair to Jiang Shan and handed the things in his hand to her: "Eat this."

Jiang Shan looked up and saw that it was a vacuum-packed sandwich. She slowly raised her hands. Now her hands were wrapped in protective gloves, and there were no traces of blackened fingers.

Jiang Shan took the sandwich and felt as hard as a brick through the gloves. The plastic film tightly wrapped the food inside, but a section of the food was slightly black.

Is this sure it has not expired?

Wei Yuan said: "There is only this kind of food now, let's make do with it."

Jiang Shan didn't understand what it meant at this time, but he had to take off his head hood when eating. Aren't these people avoiding her like snakes and scorpions?

In the cab, the girl named Zhao Ying kept looking quietly through the glass to the back compartment. She observed Jiang Shan taking the food and her eyes were filled with panic.

Others also found that they turned their heads and looked here together.

Wei Yuan shook his head at them and exchanged his eyes. Finally, Wei Yuan said, "Pull up the protective curtain of the car window, there will be no problem." Moreover, the way back will take at least ten days and half a month, so it is impossible not to let Jiang Shan eat.

The others were obviously unwilling to do so, but they had to obey Wei Yuan. When Zhao Ying gritted her teeth and reached out to pull down a dark curtain, the only glass window in the cab was blocked.

Jiang Shan: “…”

Wei Yuan looked at Jiang Shan again at this time and said softly: "Pick off the hood."

Jiang Shan looked at Wei Yuan. Wei Yuan didn't even wear protective clothing and dared to stay in the same space with her, and even did not avoid contact with her.

Jiang Shan pulled down the zipper of the protective suit and forcefully removed the heavy glass head cover.

Jiang Shan was indeed hungry. After taking off her hood, she immediately tore open the packaging bag and bite it down.

The sandwich was salty and hard, but it didn't affect Jiang Shan's ease of eating, as if she hadn't eaten such delicious food for a long time?

A sandwich that seems to be moldy?

Jiang Shan took a deep breath, and after he came to his senses, he looked at the empty plastic packaging bag in his hand in surprise. Wei Yuan looked at her silently, with a trace of exploration in his eyes.

Jiang Shan pursed his thin lips, and before Wei Yuan could speak, he took the initiative to lift the hood beside his feet and put it on again.

"Why are you the only one who doesn't wear protective clothing?" Jiang Shan looked at Wei Yuan. She had long felt that this was abrupt and strange.

Wei Yuan seemed to have a smile and said, "You are all wearing it, so isn't it the same thing if I wear it or not?"

Jiang Shan was somewhat speechless. This answer was really cunning, and it was obviously not like the real reason.

Jiang Shan gave up talking to this scheming person. She leaned her back completely against the wall of the car and hugged the backpack in her arms. The person always subconsciously wanted to grab some of his own things to resist the vague uneasiness flowing in the air.

The vehicle's bumps were beyond imagination, and the driver was obviously trying hard to drive. The accelerator was driving wildly, as if he was anxious to throw away something behind him.

Jiang Shan looked at the Mianmian Mountains that disappeared in front of him, and could only see some outlined ravines.

Wei Yuan was observing her, and every detail of Jiang Shan's expression fell into his eyes until Jiang Shan suddenly turned his face and looked at him straight.

Wei Yuan didn't feel any embarrassment or panic. He just asked slowly: "Are you sick? What disease?"

Jiang Shan looked at him, turned her face back for a long time, and said lightly: "Cancer."

Wei Yuan: “…”

Wei Yuan obviously couldn't ask what kind of cancer it was. Usually, the two words cancer represent enough meanings.

Wei Yuan fell silent again.

Jiang Shan closed her eyes. Regardless of whether she was sleeping or not, the intention of refusing to communicate was very obvious. Jiang Shan is tired and chaotic now, and she is still very unfamiliar with people like Wei Yuan and don’t want to have too many conversations.

Wei Yuan silently withdrew his gaze.

Jiang Shan fell asleep in a daze, woke up again, and then continued to cycle. The weather outside was either gray or dark, and in the end, Jiang Shan couldn't tell how long it had passed.

...

In the cab, someone cursed: "Damn it, there's no gas again."

Jiang Shan finally felt that the car slowed down and finally stopped breathing. He seemed to know vaguely what so many oil barrels were for in the rear compartment. The sturdy tall man in the co-pilot walked out of the car and came to the rear compartment with a serious expression and looked at Wei Yuan.

"There is a situation where our spare oil pipe is broken." There is no way to refuel without the oil pipe.

"The grass, it's really a damn rain." Who cursed again?

Wei Yuan was still the only calm person, "Don't panic first, let Zhao Ying open the map first to take a look."

Zhao Ying, in the back row of the cab, took out her backpack, and an old map rolled up was spread out. Jiang Shan looked at them, what does it mean, is he lost or what?

Isn't it enough to turn on the GPS on your mobile phone? Now that the Global Communications satellite is positioned, Jiang Shan suddenly realized that from the beginning to now, she seems to have never seen these people use mobile phones.

Jiang Shan saw the map that Zhao Ying opened, which was broken and old at the edges, and it seemed to be ordinary paper, very much like the kind of parchment that is often played on TV.

Zhao Ying said: "There is a gas station five hundred meters ahead."

This sentence seemed to ignite a glimmer of hope for others, "No matter what, go and take a look first."

Jiang Shan saw the piece of oil pipe that they threw away that was said to be broken, with dark substances on it, as if they were rusted, but could the plastic pipe rust?

Before Jiang Shan could recall it, the car continued to stagger forward, and the speed was much slower than before. Finally, it moved 500 meters little by little.

Jiang Shan saw an abandoned gas station on the side of the road.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!