Chapter 123 : Searching for truck

Ryo arrived at the outskirts of the next town, the name of which he neither knew nor cared to know. His focus was singular: find a truck, something reliable like a Hilux. As he cruised slowly down the empty streets, he saw the remnants of civilization scattered everywhere. Vehicles littered the road, abandoned hastily in the early days of the outbreak. Most had flat tires, their exteriors covered in dirt and grime, but surprisingly, many still seemed to be in decent condition.

"They left everything behind," Ryo muttered to himself, weaving around cars that had been deserted in sheer panic. The sight of abandoned possessions didn't faze him—these people had no choice. Once the outbreak hit, survival was the only thing that mattered, and anyone too slow or too stupid had become food for the infected.