Chapter 175: Martial Artists?

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"...Just follow the route I described, and you can get to Las Vegas first. The zombies there have almost been cleared out, and when you get close, you should find people scrambling to escort you to the base..."

Tao Yu poked his head out of the RV window at the height of the truck, speaking to the driver of a sturdy-looking, modified pickup beside him.

The truck seemed to carry a family of five, and Tao Yu didn't sense any hostility, so he took the opportunity to remind them, briefly describing the route he had taken—it was relatively clear, at least.

Because of the height of their vehicles, they hadn't seen Little Black driving; otherwise, they probably wouldn't have remained so calm.

"Thank you, thank you so much," said the weather-beaten, stubble-faced driver, continuously expressing his gratitude to Tao Yu.

"Hmm, I've got to be on my way, safe travels to you," Tao Yu replied.

"I wish you safe travels as well," the driver responded.