This is apocalyptic

Chapter 177 Chapter 176: Overlap

"You bite yourself?" Lin Duoduo was surprised and confused.

Sure enough, zombies are all stupid.

"Try to bite yourself again and see?"

"hey-hey."

Bai Xiao smiled and shook his head. This was just a bold guess. If there really was a similar design company in that distant city as he thought,

Even in the company's tattered records one could find that terrifying name.

Bai Xiao felt that the possibility had greatly increased.

Otherwise, there is no reason, only he could have survived and turned into a rational zombie. Now he stands among the group of zombies, standing out from the crowd, much taller than them. It is obvious that they are not the same species, but he is becoming more and more like the real zombie king.

Theoretically, as long as some people can successfully survive the infection, there must be others who can also remain rational, but judging by the actions and appearance of the safe zone, it seems that no one has discovered this yet.

He once thought that the zombies were old, and humans were too smart to be infected by the old zombies. So when the animals survived the elimination, humans avoided the infection of the old zombies because of their own intelligence and became what they are now. When the old zombies die completely, the remaining humans can only die from infection by animals, and that becomes increasingly slim.

But during this journey, looking at the city where he once lived on the map, he suddenly had a new guess.

He didn't know what the truth was. Perhaps what he thought before was right, because humans were too smart. After the zombies grew old, not many people were infected by the old zombies, so there was no such mutation - there were also traces to follow.

"If I bite myself... it's equivalent to secondary adaptation." Bai Xiao's voice was a little low.

No matter what, I ended up...turning into an old zombie and wandering around for many years.

The old zombie was nowhere to be found. He was like a candle in the wind, unable to even walk steadily.

If Lin Duoduo hadn't passed by and brought him back, he might have become a new zombie wandering in the same place.

"I want to go there and see if there is another company, but I don't want to go," said the zombie.

"I don't know what you're looking for, but if you really want to go, you can take me with you in a coffin."

Lin Duoduo followed his gaze and looked in that direction. Although she didn't know what was there, it seemed very important to the Zombie King.

"I haven't decided whether to go yet... Let's wait and see. We can't go in the winter. If it snows again, we'll be trapped."

Bai Xiao shook his head. The past was past and the most important thing was to survive.

But the figure of that old zombie always comes to my mind inadvertently.

"It's too fantastic."

He rubbed the human's head and said with a smile, "It was obviously you who tied me up to cool me down and feed me porridge, otherwise I would have turned into a fresh zombie and ambushed you, waiting to bite you when you were scavenging."

"Call me Mama."

Lin Duoduo raised her chin.

"Little one."

The Zombie King ruffled her hair and went upstairs to fetch some water.

"You can boil some water to wash it. It's terribly dirty. Now that these few floors have been cleaned, the only thing left is to tidy it up."

Lin Duoduo thought about it and agreed. Both she and the zombies were dirty enough.

After dinner, Lin Duoduo boiled some hot water and mixed it with cold water. She felt cold as soon as she took off her clothes.

I just wiped it casually before, but this is the first time I cleaned it carefully since leaving the mountain village. I feel relaxed all over. Bai Xiao didn't stay on this floor. He had to go downstairs to clear the dead grass and trees outside to avoid accidental fires among the dead grass in the community, and add firewood to the upstairs.

Then we have to go out and move the supplies.

He stayed in the building yesterday to build a stove, and it was time to go out again today. He left the community in the afternoon. Lin Duoduo looked through the telescope for a while, then turned back to sew curtains. In winter, you still have to hang thick door curtains to keep warm.

This zombie fortress is gradually getting better and better.

Occasionally she would glance at the old zombie neighbors in the building opposite. Living in the city houses was more interesting than she had expected. These high-rise buildings were not peaceful, and the zombies trapped inside did cause some movement.

If you have time, you can chase some wild boars, gazelles, rabbits, etc. and raise them in the community downstairs like in the mountain villages. It would be even better.

And the soft sofa is really comfortable.

It started snowing outside in the afternoon.

It was falling from the sky, not heavy, and it only felt slightly cold when it fell on my face.

Bai Xiao wrapped his coat tightly and walked on the deserted street, mixing among the zombies, dragging a cart, carrying the things he found into the building, no matter whether they were expired or still usable.

It was unusually jarring on the quiet street.

Walking on the road that countless people had walked on, he suddenly realized that more than 20 years ago, this place was very lively, whether it was the traffic on the road or the people walking on the sidewalk. Now there are only desolate weeds and trees, and the road is cracked with grass sticking out from it.

One bad thing about living in the city is that the desolate appearance always brings depression occasionally. Perhaps it is the scene that brings back memories. This is the most familiar road, and it is the road I used to walk and see every day. When the bus arrives at the station, a large group of people will get off. Those familiar memories in the mind are like the faded and yellowed old photos in Lin Duoduo's hand, which will be inadvertently flipped up.

Life in the end times is probably always like this. The old lady Aunt Qian often looks in the direction of Linchuan, and Yu Ming would remain silent in front of a shelf of figurines. Only those who grew up after the disaster are the purest. They just want to survive. They have no extra memories and have never seen much.

Thinking of that human, he looked up at the building, and all the unreasonable depression disappeared quietly.

When Bai Xiao came back, thick curtains were hung on the bedroom door and windows, and the bed was covered with new sheets and pillowcases, as well as a thick quilt. It was clean and tidy. Lin Duoduo was half lying on the sofa, covering herself with the quilt and sewing a new door curtain.

"This sofa is really nice." she said to Bai Xiao.

"right."

Bai Xiao sat down next to him.

Just like the owner of the house before the zombie outbreak.

It's just that his physique is a bit big, and the sofa even shook a little.

As soon as he opened the door, he almost thought he had returned to the time when there were no zombies. Lin Duoduo was leaning on the sofa, and there was a cup on the coffee table, but there was no TV. If there was a TV on and the sound of a program was playing, it would be exactly the same.

Lin Duoduo, who is in her twenties, is like a wife waiting for her husband to come home from get off work.

The zombies on the street outside the window remind me of the cold reality that there are only two living people in the city now.

Perhaps there will be some scattered scavengers who come to look for supplies before the heavy snow to survive the cold winter.

"What are you looking at?" Lin Duoduo noticed that the zombie looked a little strange.

"I want to hug you." said the Zombie King.

"Don't be horny."

Lin Duoduo said expressionlessly.

(End of this chapter)