"No, no need," the voice quickly replied. "I have a car, it can start normally, I just can't drive it right now."
The voice sounded very anxious. As it spoke faster, it suddenly began to cough, clearly not in good condition.
Bai Ye curled the corner of his mouth. He had already confirmed the information he wanted. Well, it was definitely for the better rescue of the other party!
Bai Ye said, "Where I can see Red Rock Mountain, a green military jeep, right?"
The other party painstakingly said, "Yes."
Bai Ye asked, "Is it close to the road, or off the road?"
The other party replied, "It's off the road, in the desert, but not too far off."
Bai Ye nodded, "Okay, please wait, I'll be there now."
Bai Ye put down the walkie-talkie, then left the restaurant and unhurriedly entered the supermarket to look for water and food. After filling the saddlebag of his motorcycle, he left the gas station.
Saving someone, there's no need to rush. The car and gasoline won't run away anyway. No, it should be that people's vitality is so tenacious. Bai Ye believed the other party could hold on until he arrived. Bringing food and water was also to help the other party better. What if they were hungry or thirsty?
I'm such a good person!
Back on the road, Bai Ye rode forward.
Red Rock Mountain was easy to spot. Riding a motorcycle and looking ahead, one could see it. It was a clear landmark. According to the other party's description, it should be near Red Rock Mountain. Bai Ye needed to look into the distance at Red Rock Mountain, so it could be concluded that the other party should be further ahead on Route 404.
About an hour and a half later, Bai Ye entered the desert area and headed towards Red Rock Mountain. He soon saw a dusty jeep.
Bai Ye stopped his motorcycle and walked to the car. The passenger door was open, and he could see a man in his forties sitting inside, his eyes closed, having fallen unconscious.
"Hey!" Bai Ye patted the man's cheek and said, "Wake up."
The man's eyelids twitched, and he struggled, "Water, water..."
Bai Ye returned to his motorcycle, got a bottle of mineral water, poured some into the man's mouth, then poured some into his own palm and patted the man's face.
A moment later, the man finally regained some life and slowly opened his eyes, saying, "Are you from the settlement?"
"Well, you could think of me that way," Bai Ye glanced at the man's chest, where there was a name tag. Bai Ye smiled, "Vic James?"
Vic nodded with difficulty.
Bai Ye asked, "What happened to make you look so bad?"
Vic painstakingly said, "I'm from the Stech Factory. We were ordered to escort a batch of supplies, but halfway, the road knights led by the Undead attacked us. All my colleagues were killed by them. I barely managed to escape."
Bai Ye nodded, "Then you're really lucky."
Stech Factory was a weapons factory. Because it possessed a large number of weapons, it formed its own power after the apocalypse.
As for the Undead the other party mentioned, Bai Ye also knew about them. When the apocalypse struck, the whole world collapsed, humanity was extinguished, and slaughter descended. A group of people established order in the desert. Their leader called himself the Undead, leading others to take up arms and drive terrifying modified vehicles, ravaging the desert. Some forces tried their best to transport supplies out of the cities, and the Undead's goal was to seize the supplies that had been painstakingly transported out of the hands of the zombies.
Bai Ye said, "What do you need me to do for you?"
Vic said, "As long as you can send me back to the factory, I will reward you. There will be food and drink. Oh, the radio said you are a survivor settlement, right? The company can arrange personnel to take the people from the settlement out. You can work at the factory and be protected by the Stech Factory."
Bai Ye suddenly laughed, his gaze falling on the cigarette pack in the man's chest pocket. He then unceremoniously took it out, opened the pack, took out a crumpled cigarette, and put it in his mouth to light it.
Exhaling a smoke ring, Bai Ye looked at Vic and asked, "Do you want me to light one for you?"
Vic looked at Bai Ye in surprise, then shook his head, "No, I don't think I need it. I'm not in a state to smoke right now."
Bai Ye nodded, "Mr. Vic, forgive me for being blunt, but you just lost a batch of supplies. Even if you get back to the factory, you'll most likely be held accountable. Yet you're guaranteeing me water and food? And protection for the settlement's survivors? Do you think your company is a charity? Do you think anyone who survives the apocalypse is kind? And..."
Bai Ye glanced at Vic's waist. The blood had completely soaked through Vic's clothes. His face was pale, his lips bloodless, his eyes unfocused. Due to blood loss, Vic was on the verge of losing consciousness.
Bai Ye continued, "Do you really think that if I drive you away now, you can last until we leave the desert? I don't have any anti-inflammatory drugs, nor do I have any tools to stitch your wounds. In fact, I don't even have bandages."
Bai Ye said this, then took a deep breath and exhaled a smoke ring.
"The mercy I can offer you is probably just a quick end to your life," Bai Ye thought for a moment. "Or perhaps I can listen to your last words?"
Vic fell silent. He had been waiting desperately for rescue, hoping to survive, but Bai Ye had delivered a blow called "reality."
Vic wanted to get angry at Bai Ye, to roar loudly, but he knew he couldn't. Moreover, what Bai Ye said was the truth.
A moment later, Vic said, "Give me a cigarette."
Bai Ye smiled, took out a cigarette, and put it in Vic's mouth. When Bai Ye lit it, Vic began to cough violently.
Bai Ye patted Vic's back and said, "Slow down, it's okay. Enjoy your last moments before death. By the way, I have alcohol too, vodka and whiskey. Which one do you want?"
Bai Ye returned to his motorcycle, took out two bottles of alcohol, twisted open the caps, and handed them to Vic.
Vic seemed to have given up, picked up the bottle, and drank large gulps. Then...
Cough, cough, cough...
Vic began to cough continuously, and one could even see blood entering the bottle, dyeing the liquid red.
The next moment...
"Those damn Chaos, damn Road Knights, damn Undead..." Vic no longer cared about his injuries, roaring angrily, venting his emotions, and throwing the bottle to the ground. "I won't let these bastards go, even as a ghost!"
Then...
"You have obtained a revenge quest."
"Revenge Quest: Help Vic achieve revenge and reclaim the stolen supplies. Quest Reward: Reaper's Strike x1."
Bai Ye was stunned, then the corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.
This matter has suddenly become interesting!