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He had previously promised them that he would take them back to the Grand Green Mountain gathering area to see if the gathering area was capable of providing materials for the Baihui gathering area and a few nearby gathering areas before exchanging goods.

And this time, they lost 3,000 soldiers. Originally, they only had enough food and supplies for a month, but now they almost added half more. This allowed the team to stay outside longer, which made Wang Yi more confident.

After two days of urgent marching, the team had already crossed the border and reached the outer grasslands.

The people here were even rarer than in the inner grasslands. It could even be described as unpopulated as a desolate scene was everywhere.

After all, this country only had a population of three million, but the area it covered was very large. And in this apocalyptic era, not to mention humans, even zombies would have a hard time coming across one.

"Bro Yi, there is a village up ahead and there are no zombies. Should we go over to take a look?"

Just when everyone was resting and reorganizing in a wasteland, the exploration team of Yang Ze and Lee Hu found a desolate village about 10 kilometers away.

Wang Yi stood up and looked ahead. However, other than the weeds, there was nothing else in his sight.

"Alright, inform the team. We'll set off in half an hour."

Wang Yi nodded. He couldn't just keep walking on the prairie.

Half an hour later, the group set off again. Not long after they advanced, a village that was completely formed from yurts appeared in their line of sight.

There were about a hundred yurts, but the buildings used to be filled with sheep and horses, and now they were empty.

Wang Yi then asked Yang Ze to take some of Special Operation Soldier with him into the village.

Inside a yurt that looked pretty good, Wang Yi and the others opened the curtain and carefully walked in.

Although there were no more living creatures here, Wang Yi still needed to be careful.

As expected, the moment they entered the yurt, Wang Yi and the rest were shocked by the scene in front of them.

There were more than ten blackened corpses lying on the ground covered in weeds.

From the looks of it, the time of death was not one month or two months, but at least half a year. Moreover, these corpses were not human corpses, but zombies.

"Yang Ze." Wang Yi signaled Yang Ze with his eyes. Yang Ze immediately nodded his head and then brought along two Special Operation Soldier to check them out one by one.

"Bro Yi, these zombies were all killed by humans. In front of their foreheads, there are traces of a sharp weapon piercing through."

After a moment, Yang Ze and a few Special Operation Soldier turned the corpses over. Liu Tie looked over and sure enough, the foreheads of these zombies were pierced through with a Pike type weapon.

"In other words, there might be human survivors nearby?"

Lee Hu said in confusion.

"Not necessarily." Wang Yi shook his head and walked forward while pointing at the corpse of the zombie.

These zombies have been dead for a very long time, at least until the beginning of winter, to be able to maintain a relatively dry environment, so as to not let their corpses rot away, the winter in the Outer Grasslands should start around October. These zombies should have been killed by some survivors right after the apocalypse last year.

Wang Yi only analyzed based on what he saw. The apocalypse had just begun, and zombies were still very easy to kill, especially the herdsmen. Each of them had a strong physique, so it was hard to tell how much stronger they were compared to normal people.

"Bro Yi, there's a piece of sheepskin here!"

At this moment, Yang Ze, who went through the search, suddenly found something new.

On a cabinet by the wall, there was a piece of sheepskin paper. On the sheepskin paper, some words were written crookedly with blood. The blood had dried to a brown color, but those words were not hard to recognize.

"This is …"

Wang Yi frowned. These words were written in Mongolian. Where did Wang Yi get it from?0

"Oh right, Bro Yi, big brother Ba Tu is from the Mongolian race. He should be able to recognize these characters, right?" The team also needed a guide that was familiar with the terrain. As a herdsman on the grassland, naturally, Ba Tu was the most suitable.

"Let's withdraw first."

Wang Yi nodded. Seeing that there was nothing worth searching here, he led everyone out of the tent.

After returning to the caravan, Lee Hu immediately handed the sheepskin to Batu. Batu also frowned. How many years has the Outer Grassland been separated from the Inner Grassland? Although they are both of the Mongolian race, some languages still have many differences.

Fortunately, after half reading and half guessing, Batu managed to translate the words on the sheepskin.

The general idea was that these zombies were killed by a group of survivors. They established a gathering place in a nearby place called Kateng.

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