This is apocalyptic

Chapter 151 150: Max
Bai Xiao called it the Mobile Shelter Plan. He built a sufficiently protective box that would be carried by zombies and humans could hide in it at any time. This was an upgraded Plus version of the plan he had used to take Lin Duoduo on the road when he first came back. The inconvenient tricycle was removed and replaced with a more convenient zombie power source - this was thanks to his increasingly powerful body.

At the same time, the mobile box was equipped with wheels, which gave him an even bolder plan - if he could really grow into a tyrant, or like Gargantuar, he could even tow a small truck compartment and rush around all the way, and the interior of the compartment could be converted into an RV - so the box is currently an upgraded Plus version, not the Pro Max version.

Lin Duoduo thinks it should be called the Big Coffin Migration Plan. The main personnel are a zombie, a coffin, and a human. When there is no danger, the zombie drags the coffin. When there is danger, the human is put into the coffin, and the zombie runs with the coffin on its back.

As for the food and drink needed for survival, she can wait in a safe place guarding the box and let the zombies take care of it.

I don’t know why, but the Zombie King seems to like coffins with double doors.

"Because I am a double-door sized person, of course I have to drag a bigger coffin."

Many of the things that Lin Duoduo brought back from picking up scraps in the past can be used. They are all piled up in the house where he used to live when he was his neighbor. The wheelchair is also placed there. Now that place is mainly used to store miscellaneous items.

Bai Xiao searched through it and picked out everything he thought was useful. As for the iron hinges, he dismantled some heavier ones from an old house and used them.

The wheelchair has not been disassembled yet. Once the box is made, we will see whether to use large wheels or small wheels for assembly.

While making the coffin...the box, he took the wire and wanted to make a protective net, at least to cover the door and windows. It was too big to cover the whole yard. He had found a net while scavenging before, but it had been there for twenty years and was not strong enough, it was tattered.

After the zombie had arranged the wire, he handed it to Lin Duoduo, who had very dexterous hands.

For the bolder plan, Bai Xiao flexed his muscular arms and went out with the harpoon.

He has to race against time to get enough food and enough growth before the outside world completely rots.

I took a walk to the river. The water was still a little turbid, not as clear as before. Occasionally, I could see bloody fish in it.

When fish are infected, their scales fall off and they become disgusting. He found that each animal looks slightly different after being infected, and the difference is more obvious between aquatic animals and terrestrial animals.

He would eat the flesh of infected animals, but would not touch the bloody fish at all.

The fish baskets that were previously used to catch loaches have become old, and the harvest has become less and less, as they are dying in large numbers.

The reeds by the river grew white fluff and swayed in the breeze.

The water in the puddles on the road had not yet completely evaporated, so the tricycle could not move easily at this time. Otherwise, he wanted to ride the tricycle to the deserted village next door to find out how the jujube and persimmon harvests there were this year.

On his way back, he glanced at the other side of the mountain and saw the shadows of birds appearing and disappearing from time to time.

"Let it dry for a few more days, harvest the things in the fields, make that box, and then burn the mountain." It's time to teach those flat-haired beasts a lesson.

"Not waiting until winter?"

"If you can't wait, they will become more and more aggressive. Then you will just hide in the house. You don't know where they will fly to. After burning them, they will probably be clean. We can also make some preparations with peace of mind. Otherwise, we have to be on guard all day long."

Bai Xiao moved the iron sheet on the ground to one side. If he wanted to make it into a helmet, he had to consider whether to move it to a distant place, otherwise the clanging noise might attract some monsters.

This is a two-pronged plan. If burning the mountain has a good effect, it will be fine. But if it has the opposite effect, he will have to use a mobile shelter to move Lin Duoduo.

"Ok."

Lin Duoduo glanced into the distance. She had a strong desire for revenge and had long been expecting what Bai Xiao said: burn the place down. Even if she couldn't make a living from the mountain, she could still have some peace for a while. Peace was enough.

Just after the burning, winter came again. I wonder if this winter will be any easier.

"Does this dress look good?" Lin Duoduo came out of the house and changed into the clothes she wore before the disaster.

She wasn't very good at dressing up or putting on makeup, but Bai Xiao still nodded and said, "It looks good."

"I've never worn a skirt before. It feels empty, just like not wearing pants." Lin Duoduo lowered her head and lifted the hem of her skirt.

"Pfft... ahem, no need to tell me about your experience."

"You'll know if you try it on," said Lin Duoduo.

"Why would a zombie like me wear a skirt?"

"Pre-disaster clothes, try it on."

No one wore skirts after the disaster, they were just pieces of cloth, and she hadn't seen one in all these years, and neither had the Zombie King.

I have only seen them in old photos, those beautifully dressed women, who were not afraid of being bitten by poisonous insects, and did not have to go to the fields to dig for food. They were clean, with their thighs and belly buttons exposed.

Lin Duoduo looked at the Zombie King. Well, it was indeed inappropriate for him to wear a skirt as it would tear his clothes.

The sheets next to the well were torn to pieces by a flock of birds yesterday, so Lin Duoduo didn't hang them up again. The zombies were banging and hammering there, so she sat on a small stool by the well and washed her body facing the well. The stone slabs here were much more comfortable than the original pebbles, and she could walk directly on them barefoot.

The soles of my feet felt cool, and the water flowed directly along the stone slabs into the drainage ditch, clean and dry.

Lin Duoduo's hair grew longer and fell to one side. She was actually a little uncomfortable with it, but Bai Xiao said it would look better when longer, so she kept it that way.

If there were only zombies, there wouldn't be so many things turning into monsters. Such ordinary and satisfying days would be nice, just like last winter, when nothing happened except the wolves and the heavy snow. It felt like it passed in a blink of an eye, and one could never get enough of it.

"Have I become stronger too?" She raised her head and rubbed her neck.

"You've gotten stronger, haven't you? I wouldn't say you're strong."

The Zombie King had seen the muscle lines on her belly. Whether they were humans or zombies, they all had to eat meat after all, and they were not as skinny as they were a few years ago.

"On the back too? Is it like you..." Lin Duoduo gestured on her shoulders with both hands. The Zombie King's shoulders were very thick. She doubted that she could not even cut the bones with one chop.

"It's not that exaggerated."

"Really? Should I eat less? It won't be so heavy when I'm hiding in the coffin."

The zombies were staring at her back. When she turned around, she felt something was wrong, but she relaxed after a while.

If the zombies hadn't reminded me a few years ago, this would have happened a long time ago. In fact, there's nothing to worry about with just a zombie.

(End of this chapter)