” ”Right—the independent cold autumn he recites, Xiangjiang flowing north, Orange Island… All living things in the frost sky compete for freedom… how does the rest go?” Si Nan coldly said: “I mean Zhou Rong, not his chatter.” Guo Weixiang didn’t react at first, but after a few seconds, he suddenly sat up, staring at Si Nan’s cold face with a mix of shock and emotion. Si Nan remained unmoved, as if he had forgotten his surprising statement. Then he closed his eyes and began to mumble. Guo Weixiang perked up his ears and listened carefully, feeling that the gibberish had a rhythmic cadence and was somehow familiar. He couldn’t help but humbly ask: “What are you reciting?” ”July 4, 1776, Pennsylvania, the Declaration of Independence,” Si Nan answered. “I can’t recite poetry, so you’ll have to make do.”
However, the driver’s memory disappointed everyone’s hopes – after circling around for more than ten minutes, they found a Tongrentang pharmacy a few blocks away, but the sign read: Store located on the basement level 2 of the shopping mall. In the cold winter, near dusk, most zombies hide in the underground of large buildings to keep warm. Si Nan looked down the underground passage with a gun on his back, shook his head: “Can’t go in, forget it.” Dr. Zheng reminded: “Captain Zhou and the others should have already succeeded. We need to quickly find a rendezvous point nearby.” “
