In the apocalypse, I have a flying house with unlimited upgrades.

People should listen to advice and pick on the weakest link; you can't go wrong.

Since the apocalypse news is already out, let's go a little further and make a zombie encyclopedia or some kind of instruction manual.

Now, people are afraid to kill the zombies they can, as evidenced by the mutated zombies trapped in Yang Kexin's house. But they can't simply avoid them altogether.

There happened to be a zombie downstairs that was unable to move easily, making it a perfect experimental subject.

You can't kill zombies before the red moon appears at night, so what about during the day?

If we explore carefully, we might find a way to stop the zombie mutation...

While pondering, Xu Shuai went downstairs, a smile on his face, and paid his respects to the old zombie who had fallen to the ground and was crushed by layers of heavy objects.

"Ha!"

Sensing Xu Shuai's respect, the old zombie responded excitedly.

Xu Shuai walked into the kitchen, his eyes sweeping over the rows of neat and exquisite knives.

A fruit knife won't work; the blade is too thin and will break easily.

The knife is sharp enough, but the blade is too brittle; it breaks easily when smashing garlic. It's still not good enough.

Xu Shuai's gaze slid from the rusty cleaver and back again, and he was delighted.

He pulled out a heavy, dull-edged cleaver from the knife case, found a whetstone, turned on the tap, and controlled the water flow to a thin stream.

Ye Ziming carried two women, who were carrying furniture with high metal content, up and down the stairs, in and out of the room.

The three of them were extremely curious about Xu Shuai's actions, and every time they returned, their eyes would unconsciously sweep towards the kitchen.

After sharpening for a while, the rust on the blade was removed.

Xu Shuai lightly scraped the blade with his thumb, and after noticing the long-lost sharpness of the cleaver, he smiled with satisfaction and walked towards the old zombie under the heavy object.

With reverence for the test subject, Xu Shuai carefully approached, tied the collected ropes into a noose, and strangled the zombie's head.

The old zombie opened its mouth in perfect cooperation as the rope was swung from side to side, and the knot slid onto the zombie's mouth, making a "woo-woo-woo" sound.

Xu Shuai reacted quickly, pulling hard and wrapping one end of the rope around his left palm several times. He then picked up a pillow and covered the old zombie's face with it, raising his cleaver high in his right hand.

"Click, bounce..."

With a single stroke, the old zombie's head was severed in two, and due to inertia, it swung forward a meter. The rope taut, and the head, which had been silently clicking its tongue, snapped back.

Dark green blood spurted from his neck, but the yellowish-brown pillow blocked most of the blood. Xu Shuai, who had taken precautions, jumped up and didn't get a single drop of blood on his body.

Grab the end of the rope and hold the zombie's head in your hand like a yo-yo.

Xu Shuai stared in amazement at the creature, its teeth grinding and making a "squeaking" sound. Even with only its head remaining, it was still determined to attack his thigh through the swinging of the rope.

"As expected, severing the neck is not a true kill."

He hung the zombie's head on a clothes rack, removed the heavy objects pressing down on the zombie's body, and picked up towels and carpets to block the blood that sprayed out when the body was dismembered.

If I remember correctly, the zombie mutation occurred about an hour ago last night.

Currently, only two-thirds of the entire villa area has been searched, and they will need to stay here for a considerable amount of time, enough to allow Xu Shuai to complete his experiment.

Amidst the puzzled gazes of the three, Xu Shuai carried the zombie's limbs, wrapped in towels, and tossed them into empty rooms on different floors.

"Old Xu, what are you doing? Didn't we say we couldn't kill them?"

Ye Ziming, dragging the water heater, encountered Xu Shuai on the stairs. After thinking for a moment, he finally asked the question that had been on his mind.

He couldn't quite understand Xu Shuai's actions. He had told Xu Shuai not to show mercy to the young zombie, but Xu Shuai himself turned around and showed mercy to the old zombie.

At this moment, Su Mo, who was holding a kettle with her little finger and a large pile of metal parts in her hands, saw Xu Shuai coming and forced a smile.

She was about to greet him warmly to shorten the distance between them when she suddenly noticed the item Xu Shuai was carrying and her expression froze.

Xu Shuai laughed and said, "How did you know I killed it?"

The three remained silent, their surprised gazes fixed on Xu Shuai.

Listen to this! Is this even human language? They've already dismembered him, and they're talking about it so casually.

Xu Shuai said "Oh," and explained helplessly, "Look closely, I only dismembered it, I didn't kill it. Look, its eyes can still move."

Seeing Su Mo's shocked expression, Ye Ziming felt extremely ashamed. He had just been boasting to her about Xu Shuai's "advantages".

Since they were not on the same wavelength, it was difficult to communicate. To prevent Ye Ziming from following suit, Xu Shuai immediately told him all his ideas about the experiment.

"So, to conduct that absurd experiment, you dismembered it?"

Yin Rui was puzzled. She had already revealed her identity as a reborn person and told Xu Shuai that zombies don't die completely, so why did she still want to take the risk?

In her opinion, wouldn't it be better to scavenge some survival supplies, fly to a sparsely populated place, and live a carefree life?

Xu Shuai rolled his eyes and reprimanded mercilessly: "No experiment is ever reliable. This is just dismemberment. The zombie isn't really dead. Don't apply human characteristics to a zombie."

"That makes sense, Lao Xu, I'm the first to support you."

Su Mo didn't say much, but her eyes flickered as she glanced at the vibrant zombie in Xu Shuai's hand and nodded in approval.

The fragile alliance of condemnation crumbled instantly. Yin Rui opened her mouth, wanting to say something in rebuttal.

She keenly sensed that something was off, then chuckled and said with feigned concern, "Hey, I was just worried you'd forgotten. Looks like you're smarter than I thought."

How insidious! Sure enough, handsome people are the best at deceiving people.

Xu Shuai waved his hand, and the three of them continued to move the items, while he carried the zombie head to the top floor.

The limbs were discarded on the second and third floors, while the most crucial part—the head—was thrown on the top floor.

Let it be separated from its own group, and see how the zombie can be resurrected.

Xu Shuai turned the doorknob and casually tossed the indignant zombie head onto the floor.

Just before the door closed, a ray of sunlight shone on the zombie's head. The once vibrant zombie became listless and subconsciously closed its eyes, as if basking in the sunlight.

"Huh! What's going on? Are these zombies afraid of light?"

Xu Shuai opened the door and entered the room again, his gaze fixed on the zombie's face.

The zombie, which should have been making a gurgling sound, was completely unresponsive, even though it was half a meter away.

He kicked the zombie's head away, sending it flying to the corner of the wall, where it collided with the pristine white surface, splattering blood everywhere.

The zombie's head, deprived of sunlight, suddenly opened its eyes, reverting to its previous appearance, and posed a threat to Xu Shuai as he slowly approached.

"Ye Zi, I've made a new discovery. The dismembered zombies seem to be afraid of light," Xu Shuai said excitedly. "Stop moving things for now. Go downstairs and move the rest of the zombie bodies to a spot where the sunlight can shine directly on them. Then give me a timely report on the body's reactions."

Upon hearing the sound coming from his earphones, Ye Ziming paused, remained silent for a moment, and then suddenly let out an excited roar:

"Holy crap, Lao Xu, you're really something! How did you come up with that? Were you inspired by my words?"