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As Leng Fengyang's words fell, A Yan drove while searching for a suitable place to rest. The outline of the town gradually became clearer outside the car window, with wisps of smoke rising, adding a touch of life to the desolate landscape.
A Yan felt a surge of excitement and pointed ahead, saying, "It looks like there's an Auto Repair Shop over there. It seems quite quiet; we can check it out. While upgrading the vehicle, we can also take a break."
Leng Fengyang nodded reluctantly, struggling to stay awake. He knew that the current situation allowed no room for complacency.
The car slowly approached the Auto Repair Shop. The old-fashioned sign at the entrance swayed gently in the breeze, with "Old Yang Auto Repair" painted in faded letters.
After the three of them got out of the car, Leng Fengyang felt utterly exhausted but tightly gripped the rebar wrapped in cloth on his shoulder. He scanned the surroundings to ensure there were no corpses or other anomalies before stepping into the Auto Repair Shop.
Inside, various tools and several vehicles awaiting repair were scattered about, and the air was thick with a mix of oil and rubber scents.
A middle-aged man was busy working with his head down. Hearing their arrival, he looked up and greeted them with a hearty smile. "Hey there! Are you here to get your car fixed?"
"Yes, we need to upgrade some parts of our vehicle. May I ask how to address you?" A Yan replied politely, signaling to Leng Fengyang and Luo Shanhe to be aware of their surroundings.
The middle-aged man set aside his work and approached them, examining their battle-worn tank with a furrowed brow. Pointing at the old sign above, he said, "You can call me Old Yang. What kind of upgrades are you looking for? A major overhaul isn't a small job; it requires plenty of materials and time."
Leng Fengyang smiled slightly and pulled out a list labeled "System Notification Detected Abnormal Human Transformation," handing it to Old Yang. "We only need the materials; as for the modifications, we can handle that ourselves."
Old Yang took the list, surprise flickering in his eyes. It was rare for someone seeking repairs to only ask for materials. However, since they had come all this way, he had no reason to refuse. He then calmly said, "If you only need materials, you've come to the right place. But this will take some time; do you mind staying here for a night?"
"Not at all; thank you very much," A Yan replied gratefully without hesitation. She was concerned about Leng Fengyang's weary state. Watching him look as if he might fall asleep at any moment, she understood that he had endured too much lately and was truly exhausted.
Thus, she eagerly suggested that they let Leng Fengyang rest here for a while to regain his strength.
The trio quickly reached a consensus to spend the night at the Auto Repair Shop, solidifying their teamwork and camaraderie.
With Luo Shanhe as a reliable guardian by his side, Leng Fengyang finally felt safe enough to let his guard down and enjoy a long-awaited peaceful night.
During this time, A Yan utilized her medical knowledge and acupuncture techniques to carefully treat Leng Fengyang's body, aiming to alleviate the drowsiness caused by medication and help him recover his mental state as soon as possible.
However, beneath this seemingly tranquil night lay hidden currents unknown to them.
In the basement of the Auto Repair Shop, Old Yang was whispering with several mechanics. Their faces appeared particularly tense under the dim light as they plotted something secretive.
Old Yang's eyes glimmered with an unusual light in the darkness as he lowered his voice and addressed the gathered mechanics around him. "Brothers, this damned apocalypse has left our Auto Repair Shop struggling; we're on the verge of going under. I've heard that those people upstairs are quite significant, and I noticed they have plenty of supplies hidden in their vehicle—mostly hard currency. If we dare to act decisively, this could be our chance for a turnaround."
"Coco," I see they aren't exactly harmless, especially that fat guy, looking fierce and menacing. The one who looks sickly isn't easy to deal with either; that rebar on his back is soaked in blood. I'm worried that if things go wrong, we might all end up in their hands.
A young Mechanic hesitated before speaking, his tone tinged with unease.
Old Yang snorted coldly and shot him a glare. "In this apocalypse, who isn't trying to survive? We're just looking out for our own interests. They have supplies, and we have the means—it's only fair. Besides, once we finish this job, we can head to the Dark Side of the Moon together. I hear it's quite safe there."
As soon as he finished speaking, another seemingly more experienced Mechanic chimed in: "Old Yang is right; we need to be ruthless. However, this has to be done cleanly and swiftly, leaving no traces behind. That sickly one seems easier to handle; we can strike when he's at his weakest."
"Yes, we can take this opportunity to eliminate one of them," Old Yang said, a glint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes. "That girl seems quite clever, but as long as we plan thoroughly and catch her off guard, when the time comes, we can just say it was an accident—who would suspect us?"
The group began plotting their specific action plan: silently neutralizing Leng Fengyang's threat, cleverly approaching and winning A Yan's trust, ultimately outsmarting Luo Shanhe while creating some unexpected incidents. The plan was airtight.
Unbeknownst to them, A Yan did not fully trust Old Yang; she had sensed something was off in the Auto Repair Shop. While Leng Fengyang was asleep, she had discreetly warned Luo Shanhe about her suspicions. Then she quietly followed Old Yang into the hidden basement of the Auto Repair Shop, secretly monitoring their every move.
As A Yan sensed danger and prepared to return from the basement to warn Leng Fengyang and Luo Shanhe, she accidentally stepped on something. The silence of the basement was shattered by an awkward noise.
A Yan's heart raced as she quickly searched for cover. However, the cramped space of the basement offered little room; she could only barely hide behind a pile of old tires, holding her breath.
Old Yang heard the sound and approached with a dark expression, scanning the area for its source. The air was thick with tension and unease as A Yan's heart pounded like a drum, nearly leaping out of her chest.
Just at that critical moment, a sudden mechanical roar broke the silence—the sound of a malfunctioning vehicle being dragged into the Auto Repair Shop outside cleverly masked A Yan's presence.
Old Yang hesitated for a moment but was ultimately drawn away by the unexpected noise and turned to check it out.
Seizing the opportunity, A Yan silently slipped out of the basement and let out a quiet sigh of relief.
It turned out that the noise had been deliberately created by Luo Shanhe; he had keenly sensed A Yan was in danger and set up a distraction outside to ensure her safe escape.
What had seemed like a crisis turned out to be nothing more than a false alarm.
Back at the Auto Repair Shop, A Yan eagerly recounted her harrowing experience and everything she had seen to Leng Fengyang in detail.
After listening, a cold glint flashed in Leng Fengyang's eyes as he quickly devised a counter-strategy in his mind.
Faced with this plot aimed at robbery and murder, he didn't rush to act recklessly but instead decided on a higher strategy—to play along with their scheme and set a bait for them to take the hook willingly.
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