Lin Xian touched his nose as he walked out of Carriage 2, a look of melancholy on his face.
"Got bitten, I wonder if I'll turn into a zombie..."
He walked past Carriages 3 and 4, which had been previously confiscated from Tang Hai and were mainly used for storage, but due to the lack of supplies, both carriages were somewhat empty.
In fact, Lin Xian had stored supplies in every carriage except Carriage 5, also to prepare for any unexpected situations.
He arrived at Carriage 5 where he saw the Building sitting on a chair, guarding with a gun. Seeing Lin Xian approaching, he stood up and asked,
"Brother Xian, are we heading out?"
Lin Xian shook his head and gestured, "No, you rest for a while, I'll take over the guard duty."
"Oh, alright."
The Building knew Lin Xian must have arranged something and didn't fuss about his request, immediately putting down the gun to sleep.
