This is apocalyptic

Chapter 5 005: It's broken, there are corpse spots
Bai Xiao was once a member of the +3 party. As long as he replied 3 times to a post, he would gain 3 experience points.

That was before he came to this damn world and was bitten by that rotten zombie.

But he had never imagined that the number 3 would seem so wonderful. He couldn't believe that this number, which seemed like a divine creation, was written by himself.

I am so awesome, Bai Xiao thought.

The other person also saw the number 3. Her eyes changed, as if she was also amazed at the ingenuity and beauty of this number. She couldn't believe that this was a number with such a wonderful rhythm that could be written by a human.

But Bai Xiao was overthinking it.

She was just surprised that after so much time had passed, this guy was still conscious and able to communicate.

She took out a notebook and wrote something down in it with a focused look, as if she was a professional attending physician recording the patient's condition.

3 days.

This is an incredible time.

People infected with the virus usually mutate within half an hour, lose their minds, and become roaming flesh-eating predators.

She flipped through a tattered little notebook and confirmed it again. No one had ever lasted more than half an hour, and now this was a fresh zombie.

He is also an emotionally stable zombie.

Can also sing.

She looked at Bai Xiao in surprise, observing him carefully, as if trying to see something from him.

Bai Xiao just sat cross-legged, like an old zombie in meditation. He didn't know how the other party defined him as "a fresh zombie". This term was very inappropriate, as if he was about to be fried.

If there is anything fresh, it should be the zombies who describe it as "a fresh human being".

But zombies can't speak, so they have no way of making comments.

Bai Xiao was carefully looking for evidence that he was doing well. At least, after a tough night last night, he had regained some energy and even had the strength to sit cross-legged instead of lying sickly against the wall.

He felt that his organs had recovered some basic functions. For example, his stomach didn't want to eat anything except meat in the past two days, and it kept wanting to vomit out the batter it poured into it. But now it seemed to have reached some kind of reconciliation with the batter - for now this is just his feeling and there is no way to verify it for the time being.

She smells really good.

Bai Xiao was attracted by it as he sat there. His heart skipped a beat and his mouth watered. He felt sick and turned his attention away.

So braces are still necessary. Bai Xiao touched his mouth to make sure they were properly put on.

He finally had someone to communicate with, and he didn't want to turn into two zombies eating each other.

The rotten flesh on his arm was still getting worse. Bai Xiao looked down at the suspicious spots around the wound. Could this be... corpse spots? His heart sank again. Although he felt that he was getting better, the changes in his body were still not optimistic.

He stared at his arm for a moment, then turned his eyes to the other person, drew a circle on the wound with his finger, made some sprinkling gestures, and then put his hands together to express his gratitude.

Bai Xiao was worried about the communication between the two, but he didn't expect that she understood so quickly. She immediately turned around and went back to her room, then took out some grass and chewed it in her mouth. After she was done chewing it, she threw it to him.

Originally, I had thought of using some anti-inflammatory drugs or anti-inflammatory water. Even worse, I could use some red medicine or squeeze a capsule and sprinkle it on. But it turned out to be so crude and primitive. Bai Xiao paused for a moment as he looked at the herbs she had chewed. After a moment of hesitation, he took it and applied it to the wound on his arm. This was probably how she treated external injuries, but he didn't know if it would work on zombies. He could only try it out.

It makes sense. In this kind of environment, a small injury or illness could be fatal. Medicines are very precious. Even if they are available, they are used by the other party to save lives. It is impossible to use them casually. When the herbal medicine was applied, there was no cool feeling or burning pain. The wound had long been numb. Bai Xiao pinched the edge with his fingers and found with great pain that he didn't feel anything.

All his movements were very slow, one after another. The other party observed carefully, then took out a small notebook and pen to start recording.

After finishing the recording, seeing Bai Xiao sitting still with his eyes closed again, she put the pen in the notebook, turned around and walked away.

An emotionally stable zombie.

She looked back and commented in her mind, then went under the eaves to brush her teeth and wash up. The bristles of her toothbrush were almost all gone, but she was reluctant to throw it away. In the end times, it is even more important to protect your teeth because there are no dentists.

After washing up, she wiped her face and chin with a towel, then looked back quietly and saw Bai Xiao picked up the pen again. He did not take back the paper and pen that he had just thrown to him. He seemed to be planning to write something, but he held the pen and pondered for a long time, and gave up after trying.

For a zombie, writing '3' is not easy.

Bai Xiao also found it very difficult. His head was swollen and he couldn't understand why it became so difficult for him to recognize words. Was there really no hope?
He sat cross-legged, constantly making low sounds, trying to regain his language function. He thought what he said should be very good, but occasionally he found himself just screaming.

"Oh, oh, oh..."

Bai Xiao tried various pronunciations, and then tried to read it as Ah Bo Ci De.

I kept trying until dusk. The woman had been busy all day, sifting grain, washing clothes, and clanging with a hammer. After she was done, she cooked a large bowl of porridge and pushed it over with a stick.

Bai Xiao wanted to say "I won't bite", but the other party was too close to him, so his saliva couldn't help but flow out and his eyes began to turn red uncontrollably.

Forget it, I'd better be careful with braces.

Bai Xiao finished the batter in one breath, suppressed the urge to feel nauseous, and turned his head to hide his saliva.

Today's batter is a little different, there's something in it... He frowned, moved his throat and spit out a piece of something, and upon closer inspection it was some kind of wild root mixed in the batter. He thought that the other party might be trying to supplement himself with vitamins.

Looking up, he saw the other person sitting on the steps holding a bowl in his left hand and a whole piece of wild root in his right hand, which he took a bite of with a crunch like a sweet potato. It seemed that his guess was correct.

Zombies should indeed supplement some vitamins, maybe they will recover faster?

Bai Xiao was still thinking, looking at the corpse spots around the wound on his arm. After the other party finished his meal, he washed the dishes and went out again with his gun.

At this time every day, she would take her shotgun and go out for a walk. Maybe it was a walk after dinner, because Bai Xiao didn't see her bring back any prey.

This was the time when he was most peaceful, because without the stimulation of the faint fragrance, he sat there, motionless as if dead, until the man came back with a gun, and then he began to restrain the vague impulse and saliva.

A hard-working human being.

The hardworking human waved at him and went into the house. Bai Xiao took a while to react. That probably meant good night?

"Good night." The iron chain shook and Bai Xiao waved his hand.

But all he heard was a low scream.

The night sky was bright with stars, the first time he had noticed them in days.

Maybe he really turned into a zombie. Bai Xiao felt a deep sadness in this strange world.

(End of this chapter)