Daily life in Zongman

Sakura Ji told the students about this.

"It's a miracle meteor! That's great, Sister Ci! All the zombies in the school have disappeared! We can collect supplies in the teaching building~"

"Yuki, don't get too excited. There might be some zombies with broken legs hiding in some corners. Be careful."

Sakura Ji looked at the students in front of him and decided to take on the responsibility of a teacher: "Youri is right. Everyone should be careful. I'll go check the teaching building first to confirm that there are no zombies. Then everyone can go and close the school gate. With the gate blocking the way, the zombies wandering outside can't get in, and we can move around the entire school."

"Sister Ci, let me go with you. It's too dangerous for you to go alone."

"Hey, don't worry, Kurumi, the teacher will be fine..."

After everyone discussed it, they finally decided to help Sakura Ji check for dangers in the teaching building.

After several tense hours, they (Hu Tao alone) killed two zombies with broken legs and a zombie trapped in the classroom, ensuring the safety of the teaching building.

Seeing that there were only three hours left in the afternoon, Sakura Ji made a bold decision: to set off to the nearby mall to get some supplies!

Now is definitely the safest time, and if she saw it correctly, a fireball also fell from the mall.

That "meteor" definitely wasn't just randomly scattering fireballs. No, they were probably destroying clusters of zombies.

The mall is very safe now!

She wanted to take this opportunity to bring back more supplies, whether it was tools like nails and hammers, or canned food that could be stored for a long time, which would definitely be things she would need in the future.

For everyone's future, Sakura Ji overcame his inner fear and headed towards the mall with Kurumi.

Cars whizzed by on the street, and facing the wind, Sakura Ji felt the breath of freedom, and her mood gradually became relaxed and happy. From now on, their range of activities suddenly expanded from the rooftop and the top floor of the teaching building to the entire school.

This sudden change made her feel a little overwhelmed, but it also allowed her to see a glimmer of hope in the dark future.

She wanted to live, and she wanted to keep her students alive. As long as she persevered, she would surely usher in a bright future.

Sakura Ji gradually became full of confidence in this future.

She believed, believed in the shooting star, she believed that what she saw was definitely not an illusion.

Sakura Ji, remembered the tall figure he saw in his heart.

Chapter 276: Hidden Steal (Part )

I arrived in Tokyo holding Futaba Rio, but the situation here was not much better than in the city of Chuangzhu.

Many tall buildings were in a state of flames, constantly burning and emitting huge amounts of smoke. Occasionally, a few zombies could be seen falling from the broken windows above, turning into a paste after hitting the ground.

Traffic was completely paralyzed, with the streets clogged with vehicles and a series of collisions. The apocalypse, with an 80% zombie death rate, plunged the city into ruin in an instant.

Fujiwara Haru stopped on the roof of a house, closed his eyes and sensed the situation. He had just used up 10% of his spiritual power on the journey, and 60% on dealing with the zombies gathered on the road, leaving 30% left.

He hadn't encountered any of the mutant zombies he'd been wary of, and the zombies he'd killed didn't have any brain cores. It looked like a normal zombie apocalypse. The violent zombies, swift zombies, elite zombies, and zombie kings he remembered from the popular novels of 2012 wouldn't appear.

Through observation, Fujiwara Haru estimated that the return trip would be safe and he wouldn't have to clear out the zombie hordes. So, he could clear out a few more zombies now, expend some spiritual energy, and rest later. Once his spiritual energy had recovered to about 20%, he could return.

On the way to the destination, Futaba had already stated the specific destination of this trip: Japan's NHK TV station.

By looking through the library map, they can confirm that the Japan in this world is very different from the Japan they originally lived in, but the NHK TV headquarters is still in Tokyo and has not changed.

Futaba has been observing and studying zombies, and now she has directly asked to come to the largest TV station. I have already guessed what she wants to do.

He opened his eyes, gathered his spiritual power, and swung the long sword in the form of "Crescent Sky Strike", once again destroying the three huge groups of zombies in the distance.

The destruction of these three zombie swarms was a drop in the bucket compared to the tens of millions of zombies in Tokyo, and was of little use. But for the survivors near those three swarms, it was a miracle, a true lifesaver.

Fujiwara Haru did not choose to fly again, but instead jumped from the rooftop holding Futaba Rio and came all the way to the NHK TV station.

The good news is that there was no fire or explosion here, the main body of the building is intact and looks to be still usable.

After putting Futaba on the ground, thinking of saving some money, he took out a long knife and started clearing the zombies in the area.

It took half an hour to clear the TV station, and during this time, they rescued many survivors who were hiding in toilets, utility rooms, small offices and other hidden houses. With their help, Futaba quickly got the studio that could face the whole country, and then looked over.

She pointed and motioned for him to sit in the studio.

"Shall I go on stage and speak?"

"How else."

Fujiwara Haru remembered the last end of the world. Futaba was the same. She did not choose to be mayor, but withdrew from the election and gave the opportunity to him.

If he had been asked to go on stage and present the news in front of the nation two years ago, he would have done so with unwavering enthusiasm, decisively and directly. Back then, he craved the spotlight, the respect, the praise. He faced his desires head-on, without hiding them: he simply wanted to succeed.

At that time, Fujiwara Haru hadn't won first place in the kendo competition, hadn't achieved fame, and hadn't been praised online. He hadn't founded a rescue organization or pursued a career. His life goal was to get into the University of Tokyo, brighten his life, make those who had abandoned him regret it, and finally live a better life with Sister Shendong.

But now, two years later, he's changed a lot. He's no longer obsessed with fame, praise, or success. His personality has become calmer and more indifferent. He still has that youthful playfulness, but he's also become more stable when facing things.

Growth always happens quietly after experiencing events.

Fujiwara Haru looked at the survivors of the TV station who had gathered and asked, "Is there a host here?"

He thought that letting a professional do it would be more reliable and would prevent any problems.

Everyone shook their heads, including the host. They could tell immediately that the girl was trying to push the boy forward. The two seemed to be on good terms, and they were hoping to be rescued, not to bring bad luck to either of them.

Fujiwara Haru looked around and found that no one raised their hand. He thought that the host might have been surrounded when the disaster broke out and didn't survive?

"So is the sign language teacher here?"

Everyone shook their heads, this time it really didn't happen.

Looking at Futaba Rio: "Then Futaba, you do the broadcasting, I'll synchronize the sign language on the side."

Futaba thought about it and nodded in agreement.

The host was confirmed to be Rio Futaba, and Haru Fujiwara was reporting the news content simultaneously with sign language.

Following the instructions from the audience, the first news report about the zombie crisis and zombies was released the day after the zombie apocalypse. In Futaba Rio's flat and emotionless voice, after a simple and direct opening statement, the report began.

"This is NHK Television, and we're now reporting the first news report after the disaster. First, please turn down your volume and make sure you're in a safe area so your voice doesn't get out and attract any inhuman beings."

"Just like those doomsday TV shows, movies, and games, a world-class doomsday crisis broke out yesterday."

"Nearly 60% of the world's population has been infected with a virus that kills them within minutes. After death, they rise as mindless monsters and attack the remaining humans."

"Please note that those who die from the infection and then rise again will no longer be the same people. They are not your family, not your relatives or friends, and are no longer the people you remember. They are no longer human. Please ensure your own safety by killing them with a headshot or by staying away."

"Due to the nature of the infection and its symptoms, it has been named Zombie, and the virus has been tentatively named Zombie Virus. The most effective way to kill a zombie is with a headshot. The brain tissue inside its head is completely diseased and attached to the skull, and it acts on instinct."

"The following is a detailed report of the latest zombie data. This data is for reference only. Zombies may mutate in the future, so please be careful."

"The bite force of female zombies' front teeth is 30-40N, and the bite force of their back teeth is 50-60N, far exceeding that of normal men. Initial speculation is that this is due to the release of the virus..."

Fujiwara Haru listened to what Futaba Rio said beside him and continued to translate it simultaneously through sign language.

He wasn't sure how many disabled people were still alive, but at least he would help as many as he could.

"The above is the zombie data from the first day of observation. Once again, it is for reference only. Please be aware of the possibility of zombie mutation. Next are the zombie characteristics. Again, it is for reference only. Please be cautious when responding based on these characteristics."

"The characteristics of the zombies on the first day after the disaster are as follows: First, the zombies' fatal weakness is their heads. Even if their skulls aren't shattered, simply hitting them hard with a stick can kill them."

"Secondly, zombies have virtually no vision, relying primarily on hearing and smell. They are extremely sensitive to sound and will linger near the source of the last sound they heard. They can smell the scent of living mammals within half a meter, and upon discovering their target, they will burst forth with immense strength and speed."

"Third, zombies have very poor balance and are prone to falling. We can use this to our advantage by setting up obstacles..."

I took a peek at Futaba's manuscript and found that there was still more than half of it. It was really detailed and comprehensive.

He was pushed back by Futaba's index finger tapping his forehead and continued with the sign language translation.

Normally, such frivolous scenes would not appear in news broadcasts, and it would also be impossible for a sign language teacher to sit next to the announcer.

But no one in the audience said anything. News broadcast standards? Who cares about that? Being able to broadcast news about zombies accurately and effectively is already very difficult.

After Futaba described the characteristics of zombies in a calm voice, she began to talk about how to deal with zombies.

"When facing zombies, ordinary people just need to stay calm and it's very easy to kill them. The following are some simple and effective ways to deal with zombies, which you can refer to and use."

"First, make protective gear to ensure safety. The simplest form of protection is to wear multiple layers of clothing, or use tape and books to make simple armor to protect yourself from being scratched and bitten by zombies. Then, you can use wooden boards to make a shield to prevent being attacked by zombies. Scissors and sticks can be disassembled to make a simple spear, which can effectively increase the attack range."

"Second, remain silent and kill from a distance. Please minimize any noisy items on your body. Wear multiple pairs of socks instead of shoes, or layer socks over your shoes. Once you're 2-3 meters close to the zombie, use a spear to kill it from a distance, or move away quickly and quietly."

"Third, cover up your own scent. Don't smear zombie flesh and blood on your body here. Zombies are full of viruses. Don't touch them casually, as they are very easy to get infected. I recommend using perfume spray to cover up your own scent. It can effectively prevent... "

The following are all methods of dealing with zombies, and Fujiwara Haru translated them all one by one.

Until the end, Futaba put down the manuscript and spoke calmly while looking at the camera.

“Humanity has emerged from the wild jungle, set foot in every corner of the world, conquered continents, conquered the oceans, and even conquered the sky.”

"It's never brute force that counts."

"It is through wisdom and solidarity that humans have reached the top of the food chain and survived to this day."

“Use wisdom and unite as one to cope with difficulties, resolve crises, and face the end of the world.”

"This broadcast ends here. It will be played in a loop until the next news broadcast. Please pay attention to the volume."

Fujiwara Haru blinked, watched Futaba collect the manuscript, finished the final sign language translation, and added to her: "The above zombie observation data and zombie response plan are all from Futaba Rio."

"What are you talking about?"

"Let everyone know that it's your research result, Futaba, just like signing a paper."

"It's unnecessary."

She said this, put the manuscript away, and added, "Forget it, it's up to you."

Tsundere and cute.

"Let's go, go back."

"Well, go back."

The two people's plain words revealed peace and were filled with a natural and relaxed atmosphere.

The news program stopped recording, then briefly edited and replayed. Fujiwara Haru closed his eyes and sensed that cleaning the station and broadcasting the news had taken over an hour, and he had recovered 20% of his spiritual power.

The speed of natural recovery is not fast, not as fast as meditation or sleeping.

After spending some time arranging the survivors of the TV station, he held Futaba in his arms again and rushed back to Bedmaster City.

During this time, Fujiwara Haru found a shopping mall, went in to find a few sets of clothes, packed them into bags, and took them back to the base.

Senior Shiyu had been wearing her house clothes, which wasn't a big deal in the summer, but in early spring, they were still a bit thin and made it easy to catch a cold. I found her a warm sweater and, after some thought, a few pairs of stockings, as well as a set for the girl with the twintails.

After returning to the base, Fujiwara Haru handed the clothes to the two men and got busy again. He checked and confirmed the cremation status of the zombie corpses in the academy, confirmed the reinforcement status of the dormitory building, and with Futaba's help, improved the inspection system for the exploration team after their return.

It was not until almost dinner time that all the affairs in the base were dealt with.

This time I dragged Futaba to the cafeteria to eat, so Mr. Marikawa probably won’t come over again.

Thinking so, Fujiwara Haru got the private meal specially provided by the twin-tailed girl at the window, and then found a bench to sit down with Futaba.

He sat diagonally across from Futaba. It was more comfortable to eat like this without having to worry about disturbing the person opposite him by chatting.

Eating slowly: "Futaba, do you have any plans tonight?"

"No, the plan for tonight is to have a good rest."

"What about tomorrow? What do I need to do?"

"Just play freely, and just show up at the base occasionally to stabilize the team."

"I'm suddenly free."

"The first two crucial days were spent setting up the base and sending the rescue message, and that basically took care of the major issues. After that, it was just a matter of collecting supplies, rescuing other survivors, and then building the base."

"That's it."

After expressing his understanding, he lowered his head and prepared to continue eating slowly when he found a young girl sitting next to him.

The girl with twin ponytails made a "shhhh" gesture, then took some of the food from her bowl and mouthed: "I can't finish this much~"

I was in a good mood, and the food the girl cooked was very delicious. I was thinking about going back to order another portion. But I thought the girl might not have made so much, and asking her again might cause embarrassment. It would be better to just ask her to cook more tomorrow, so I didn't ask.

Now the girl took some food and was very happy to eat more delicious food.

He lowered his head and started eating. While eating, he noticed that the girl next to him was not eating. He looked up and found that she had a very happy look on her face.

After noticing that I was looking at her, she reached out and wiped the corner of her mouth. After removing some stains, she naturally put her finger back to her mouth and licked it clean.

The white and tender fingertips touching the corner of my mouth felt quite comfortable.

The girl mouthed: "Make an extra portion~ It's for dinner~"

She has a beautiful smile and is gentle and virtuous.

Just as I was about to speak to her, another person sat down opposite me. Thinking that the innocent Juchuan teacher might be here again, I turned around and saw that it was Senior Shiyu who had changed her clothes.