Several rows of shipping containers were parked by the shore, with many large trucks behind them.
The Audi had stopped because at least a dozen zombies were swarming the container terminal platform, and the people inside didn't dare get out.
"Mom, let's drive over and go straight around to the back." Xie Ning's eyes swept over the area, and she had already spotted a large shipping container that could fit the RV.
The height of her personal little Space had increased considerably.
Just storing a single RV would be a huge waste of vertical space.
'If I put the RV inside a shipping container and then stack the containers...'
'The filthy RV wouldn't contaminate the food in my Space, and I wouldn't have to worry about losing it and being forced to make the journey back on foot.'
Her mind made up, Xie Ning urged her mother to drive.
Song You'ai, of course, had no objections. She could tell her daughter was planning something big, and as a mother, she had to be supportive.
