This is apocalyptic

Chapter 7 007: Not That Simple

Not only did the zombies learn to speak, but they could also see more things.

Bai Xiao saw that the other person was wearing a dark coat and a pair of linen-gray cloth pants. They were rough but very sturdy, the kind people used to wear when doing farm work. They were durable and would not be cut by leaves or anything else. The shoes were labor protection shoes, and he guessed that there should be anti-smash steel plates on the uppers, but he was not sure.

Her hair was neither long nor short, but uneven. She must have cut it herself with scissors, very perfunctorily. She looked healthy and full of energy.

A very healthy, strong, and young human.

Before this, he could only smell the fragrance, and the other party was just a walking... well... anyway, he couldn't see it as clearly as he can now.

This means that the situation has stabilized, has not continued to deteriorate, and is even slowly improving, which is definitely good news.

Bai Xiao wiped his saliva. It was quite embarrassing to drool in front of people all the time.

There might be flowers blooming outside. That day, she came back from outside with a gun in her hand, picked up a small flower, and then saw Bai Xiao and threw it to him. Bai Xiao liked this small flower very much. Although he didn't know its name, it had a breath of life.

Bai Xiao also discovered that not only was he trying various ways to return to normal, but the other party was also observing the effects of various things on him, such as those books and this flower.

"Flowers." Bai Xiao said.

"Wild flowers." The other party also responded.

"White."

Bai Xiao wanted to tell the other party that he had a name, but zombies did not. Perhaps this could also promote the two of them to continue to live in harmony.

"bye."

The other party waved his hand and went into the house.

Bai Xiao looked at the door for a while and sighed.

Work hard to recover.

In the morning, he gestured to ask for a mirror to see how he looked, but the communication failed. Bai Xiao felt that the other party did not fail to understand what he meant, but was just tactfully refusing.

This made him a little worried.

In many strange stories, the protagonist does not know that he is dead and continues to live like a normal person until someone points out the truth. The protagonist suddenly realizes it and then really dies.

The most famous case should be Bi Gan from the period of King Zhou. Even after his heart was dug out, he could still wander around and talk to people. But his death was just this one conversation. He realized that he would die without his heart, so he died instantly.

Is he afraid that he will go crazy? Realizing that he is actually a zombie, and that zombies can't talk? It's possible.

Bai Xiao thought about it and suppressed the thoughts in his mind. It was better to be like this now, otherwise he was really worried that he would see himself turned into a zombie in the mirror, and then the results of his hard work in recovering would be shattered. If he really turned into a zombie, he would be doomed. Human self-suggestion is still very powerful.

He poked the area around the wound on his arm. The corpse spots seemed to have not expanded, but also seemed to have expanded. Looking at it from a positive perspective, it did not change much and was quite stable.

The next day, the other party brought a bundle of bamboo from somewhere and threw it next to Bai Xiao. Then she took two of them, held a small knife in her hand, and started to cut the bamboo, then looked up at him.

Bai Xiao understood. The other party asked him to help with the work, but he was reluctant. He was trying to recover his communication ability. He had to try to read books and practice speaking. It was about his life. He didn't have time to cut this broken bamboo. But thinking that he had been eating and drinking for free for so long and had not helped much, the other party didn't treat him badly. He still picked up the knife and cut the bamboo into the same length and sharpened one end according to her.

The other party was very satisfied and turned around to sift some beans with a winnowing basket.

After cutting the bamboo, Bai Xiao wanted to let him do that, but considering that it was edible, it would be better not to touch it in case he got infected. If he drooled, it would not only be disgusting but also dangerous, so he did not move.

It was cloudy all day, as if it was going to rain. In the afternoon, it really started to rain, with big raindrops falling down. Bai Xiao sat quietly under the shed, which not only blocked the sun but also did not leak rain.

The other party cleaned up the yard, covered everything that was afraid of rain with waterproof cloth, then ran back to the eaves and wiped his hair with a towel.

She looked at the zombie through the rain. The rain didn't affect him much. He remained quiet and seemed very stable.

She thought for a while, rummaged around in the house, and found an old basin. Bai Xiao saw it, but didn't think it had anything to do with him. She thought zombies should also have the right to wash their faces, and this would also show that he was not an ordinary fresh zombie.

But it’s raining now, so I can’t send it to him. I have to wait until the rain stops.

The rain fell in a patter and soon gathered in the yard, then turned into a stream and flowed out of the yard through the low-lying areas.

She was surprised to find that before she gave the basin to the emotionally stable zombie, he dragged the chain to the shed, caught some rainwater with his hands, and then washed his hands, then his face and neck, and was very careful to avoid the wound on his arm. She suddenly felt a little guilty, she was negligent, maybe zombies really have the need for cleaning, at least this one.

A zombie that can help with work and is hygienic.

Besides being able to sing and being fresh, he was given two more labels.

She propped up her chin with her hand and watched Bai Xiao clean himself up bit by bit. He even pulled his hair as if to test the stability of his hair. His hair was not pulled off and he seemed very happy.

Thunder rumbled in the distance, and a piece of clean cloth was thrown over in a plastic bag. Bai Xiao looked at it and said thank you, but he didn't know if the other party could hear him clearly. He tore a piece of clean cloth and wrapped it around the infected wound on his arm.

The sound of rain can make people feel soothed and peaceful, but for zombies it can easily make them feel agitated and restless.

Fortunately, the rain blocked the scent from the other party that made him restless. During this time, Bai Xiao was still able to control himself and sit quietly.

It got dark early on a rainy day. The other person left the eaves and went back to the house without lighting a candle. It seemed that he just went to sleep.

Bai Xiao listened to the sound of rain, sat under the shed and looked at the dark night sky.

In a society where zombies exist, this place is as quiet as an ordinary farmyard. It seems that there has never been any danger. The biggest danger is him, the zombie.

He scratched his head, feeling a bit strange. The end of the world in his impression would not be so peaceful - of course, his so-called 'impression' came from various literary works. As long as there were living people, no matter the courtyard wall or anywhere else, there would be swarms of zombies surrounding them, all kinds of zombies with fangs and claws bared, full of passion, drooling and trying to rush in.

Just like the zombie he encountered at the beginning.

If the zombies were allowed to be so stable, we wouldn't have reached the end of the world and would have been wiped out by humans long ago.

The empty city and quiet streets I saw that day were enough to prove how dangerous zombies were. I was only bitten a little, but I was quickly infected.

Maybe this is a safe zone?

Bai Xiao thought.

It's weird that there's only one person in the safe zone.

If she were the only human left in the world, she might as well become a zombie.

Bai Xiao thought for a moment, tilted his head and looked towards the direction of the courtyard wall, okay.

From the fact that she took the homemade gun and went out for a walk every day, he knew that there must be unknown dangers outside the wall and it was not as simple as he thought.

(End of this chapter)