Once Yu Qingxian determined where she wanted to go, she did not hesitate any longer.
However, she did not know that less than twenty minutes after she left, a car came by.
The people in the car got out and searched everywhere but could not find the note.
"Wasn't it dropped here? It's not in the car either, could it have been blown away by the wind?" one of them said, puzzled.
How could something so important be lost?
If it really was dropped here, it would definitely still be in the same spot, as there was no way anyone would have picked it up.
"It couldn't have been blown away, but who would come to this place?" the person who lost the address was also frustrated.
It had only been a little over twenty minutes, so how was it possible that someone just happened to pass by here and pick up the note?
Meanwhile, Yu Qingxian, who had picked up someone else's note, was unaware that those people had returned.
She was riding her small suitcase at a swift pace.
She now knew the specific address.
From her location, taking a detour would be about two hundred kilometers.
However, it did not seem too far for Yu Qingxian.
Even if she had to pass through a city filled with zombies, which would be very dangerous for others, it would not be too difficult for Yu Qingxian.
But what was important was her skin color.
Yu Qingxian prepared to put some makeup on herself.
At least to make herself look less terrifying.
Yu Qingxian rarely looked at herself in the mirror, but now she carefully observed her face.
It had been a long time since she had seen the cracks on her mouth.
Yu Qingxian now examined it seriously.
The cracks seemed to have been ripped open by her own fingers, causing the left side of her face to be completely exposed.
The flesh and blood did not show signs of decay, which surprised Yu Qingxian.
After all, many zombies had already started to decay.
It was unknown whether it was due to this winter or the intense sunlight before winter, but quite a few zombies had decayed severely.
Yu Qingxian had not looked at her own face for a few months, actually because she was afraid of this problem.
But now that she looked, it seemed she did not need to worry about this issue.
However, when the weather got warmer, she would still need to treat the wounds on her face.
Even if they did not hurt, if flies laid eggs on her face and maggots grew in her mouth, that would not be good.
Yu Qingxian felt that wearing a mask was indeed a good thing.
But she should still stitch up her face first.
Yu Qingxian wandered around the hospital and finally found some surgical sutures.
She just did not know if her body could absorb these sutures.
If they could not be absorbed, then she had chosen sutures for nothing.
After pondering, Yu Qingxian used the sutures to stitch up her face, so that it would not look so frightening.
It took her half an hour to stitch her face to an acceptable appearance.
She even tightly wrapped bandages around the claw marks on her wrists.
She did not want maggots to grow on her.
After all, if maggots grew, she would have to take them out one by one.
Too troublesome.
Yu Qingxian had not noticed any problem with her eyes.
It was not until she took a book with human photographs and compared them that she realized her eyes did have an issue.
It turned out that after becoming a zombie, she indeed had a beautifying filter.
No matter how she looked at her eyes, they did not seem like those of a living person.
After much thought, Yu Qingxian still felt that she needed to cover herself up completely.
But if she covered herself too thoroughly, it would make people suspicious, right?
Indeed, being a zombie had its conveniences, but also its inconveniences.
Yet Yu Qingxian could not avoid getting her phone fixed.
It would be best if she could transfer all the data to a new phone.
That way, she could handle it herself in the future.
Yu Qingxian chose to cover herself more thoroughly.
She changed into long pants and a long-sleeved thin undershirt, which could hide the color of her skin without making her look like a fool wearing too many clothes on a hot day.
Then she put on a mask and a fishing hat, and Yu Qingxian now looked human.
Although she was a zombie, after turning into one, her physical abilities were many times stronger than when she was alive.
After all, she could now climb twenty floors without getting out of breath.
After ensuring that her appearance did not reveal any flaws, Yu Qingxian had to think about the communication issue.
First was the language.
She had always thought she was speaking human language.
Little did she know, she was actually not speaking human language at all.
So Yu Qingxian had to doubt whether humans could understand the writing she produced.
Since she could not be sure if humans could understand her writing, then she indeed should not write.
Yu Qingxian first took a tablet, charged it, and opened the notes app. After typing, she had the system read it out loud.
After confirming that the text she typed expressed what she wanted to say, Yu Qingxian finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, her brain was not damaged, and what she wanted to express was the same as humans.
Since she could type to communicate, she no longer had to worry about being at a loss for words when someone spoke to her.
After all preparations, Yu Qingxian headed towards the direction of the black market.
But Yu Qingxian was still a little worried.
What if she was targeted for being alone?
Never mind, she could just die, since she had already died once before.
She mustered her courage.
If she succeeded in getting her phone fixed, then it would be a win.
In any case, either outcome would not be too bad for Yu Qingxian.
Yu Qingxian had never been to the black market before, so she put a few boxes of anti-inflammatory drugs, fever reducers, and painkillers in her backpack.
These kinds of medicines should be important in the apocalypse, right?
In any case, this was her only opportunity.
If she did not die at the hands of the black market people, she would not have the courage to try a second time.
All the courage she had accumulated in her twenty-eight, no, almost twenty-nine years of life was gambled on this moment.
When she arrived, she found that this black market was underground.
And this underground black market was even outside the safe range of the base.
Because there were still quite a few zombies in the small town ten kilometers away.
The people who could open a black market here were truly brave and daring.
Yu Qingxian was actually afraid of being searched, as anyone who touched her would feel that her entire body was ice-cold and had already cooled.
Fortunately, when the two guards at the entrance saw Yu Qingxian, they only glanced at her briefly.
After all, Yu Qingxian's appearance was clearly that of a girl.
A single girl, which was indeed uncommon.
But they still let her in.
There were lights at the entrance.
It was unknown whether the electricity came from somewhere or from a generator.
In any case, it was not dim once inside.
Yu Qingxian followed the passage downwards, and after about two minutes, the scene before her eyes suddenly opened up.
She discovered that it was like an underground street.
Although there were not many people, there were indeed various shops.
Yu Qingxian did not know who to look for to fix her phone.
But she scanned around and headed towards a place that looked like it dealt with electronic devices.
Because there were some phones and walkie-talkies on the counter of this shop.
Yu Qingxian went over and knocked on the counter, then entered her thoughts into the tablet.
The person looked at the tablet in Yu Qingxian's hand and said, "Fix a phone? Nowadays, no one really uses phones anymore, they use these new communication devices that can handle long distances and adapt to the current magnetic fields. Don't you want to get one of those instead?"
Yu Qingxian shook her head.
She did not need to contact anyone, she just wanted to get her phone fixed.
