This is apocalyptic

Chapter 105 104: Survival Plan

The amount of stored salted fish increased day by day, while the amount of wild boar meat decreased day by day.

Zombies are undergoing rehabilitation training.

Lin Duoduo stood nearby with a handful of dates, eating while watching the zombies hanging there with their legs raised.

"If you were in the past, you would have bitten a lot of people."

Although she didn't quite understand the fitness methods used by people in the past, Lin Duoduo felt that the Zombie King was getting stronger in a magical way. She had never seen the wandering zombies outside do any training to become stronger. They were already strong enough when they were first infected.

If those zombies were the same as the Zombie King, I'm afraid all the people outside would have died long ago.

"You don't understand the power of fresh zombies." Bai Xiao said. Too much time has passed. Over such a long time, people have long forgotten the power of fresh zombies. They only remember that they are scary.

"Then why were you so weak before?"

"Because I was a coward." Bai Xiao thought about how cowardly he was at that time. If he kept his sanity, he would lose his madness. The fact that he was able to hold down the big cat with his bare hands when he was scavenging for the first time was enough to prove that he was not weak, but he had not accepted his identity as a zombie. Reason is a scary thing, but when you are not aware of it, it is a burden.

Lin Duoduo nodded. Indeed, Bai Xiao was quite timid when he first turned into a zombie. He would be extremely scared when he met Erdan, and would get very panicked when Uncle Cai called out to him from outside.

Fresh zombies are afraid of old zombies. Lin Duoduo glanced at him and happened to meet the eyes of the zombie king.

The zombie king took this human to do strength training together.

Lin Duoduo has a well-proportioned body, without much fat, and is a healthy human being.

But it is not enough. She will become thinner in winter and gain weight in autumn because it is better to gain weight in autumn to survive the winter.

A person's life will become not much different from that of an animal.

Lin Duoduo made good use of the junk piled in the yard after scavenging. Bai Xiao made a simple dumbbell and developed a training plan for her.

His plan was to train his back on Monday, his chest on Tuesday, his shoulders on Wednesday, rest on Thursday, his legs on Friday, his arms on Saturday, and rest again on Sunday.

As for not having a calendar, today is Monday.

Bai Xiao nailed seven wooden signs on the wall, representing a week. In the past, they ate wild vegetables, but now there is a lot of meat, although it is not so delicious.

The days of this human digging wild vegetables are over. She used batter to revive the Zombie King, and now the Zombie King has discovered his own powers.

With enough meat to eat every day, Bai Xiao could clearly feel that his body was recovering. Flesh and blood were the best tonic, far superior to wild vegetables, roots and porridge.

"The tentative name is Doomsday Survival Plan." Bai Xiao knocked on the wooden sign on the wall. "Whether we stay here or head to a safe zone one day, a strong body can greatly increase our chances of survival."

"What's the relationship between doomsday survival and chest training?" Lin Duoduo asked.

"Strong chest muscles can make your arms stronger and protect your internal organs. They can improve your heart and lung functions and strengthen your immunity. It is integrated with other training." Bai Xiao said, "Don't be so dirty, human."

"You can stay in the yard on the day you train your legs, otherwise you won't be able to escape if you encounter danger when going out into the wild." Bai Xiao's plan was very detailed.

Knocking on the wooden sign, Bai Xiao announced that the Doomsday Survival Plan had officially begun.

Project members: one human and one zombie.

Plan goal: become stronger and stay alive as long as possible.

"If your immunity is strong enough and I infect you, maybe one day you can survive the infection and become a higher life form like me." Bai Xiao made a hypothesis. "Then it won't bite your butt, but your feet. The virus will spread slowly, so you will have more time to adapt to the infection."

Lin Duoduo looked at his homemade dumbbells, and her little feet moved restlessly in her shoes, as if she had really been bitten by the zombie king.

"let's start."

Twenty-one years after the apocalypse, Lin Duoduo began strength training.

One is for better hunting, the other is for better survival.

On the first day, Lin Duoduo didn't feel anything. She cooked and washed clothes as usual and rubbed some medicinal wine on the Zombie King. The bruises on his body had faded. This was the last time, and they would probably disappear completely tomorrow.

When I woke up the next day, I felt some soreness in my shoulders and back. I realized something was wrong when I got up early in the morning. Lin Duoduo moved her shoulders and opened the window. The Zombie King was already beating wild boar meat.

The beaten meat tastes much better, not so hard, not so difficult to chew, and more flavorful.

Bai Xiao knocked with a stick and looked at the yard.

In the yard, rows of salted fish were hung to dry, and wild vegetables were drying in hanging bamboo baskets. On the table by the wall lay a piece of persimmon cake and shriveled dates.

Some clothes were hung out to dry under the eaves.

This human has always been very hardworking.

He suddenly realized that he had never washed clothes before.

This was also true during the time when he became a zombie before going out to find shelter.

In this environment, you can always find suitable clothes in the ruins, whether you are scavenging or somewhere else. But Lin Duoduo always washes the clothes that can still be worn, because she doesn't know how long she can live. If she keeps throwing away clothes, sooner or later she will not be able to find clothes to wear.

Lin Duoduo always handled everything quietly, and it was even difficult to notice her, as if she was invisible. But every time he saw her, she was doing something inconspicuous. Eventually, she became the home that he had been thinking about while he was looking for shelter.

"My back hurts so much." said Lin Duoduo.

"The muscles will tear and then grow more." Bai Xiao said, "You need to keep up with the nutrition, eat more meat."

"It's almost winter, so it's better to save some money."

"I will go back into the mountains. The animals there are also fattening up in late autumn."

Like Lin Duoduo, many animals will actively forage for food and store fat in late autumn to survive the winter when food is scarce.

Bai Xiao looked at the remaining wild boar meat, wondering how long it would last and then go hunting again.

After doing the bench press, Lin Duoduo went out with her homemade rifle. When she came back, she was holding a rifle. She pulled the bolt skillfully to unload the bullet, checked the bullets and the gun carefully, and then loaded them again. The gun was very old and had been worn out, but Aunt Qian also knew how to maintain it.

Bai Xiao watched her extremely skillful movements. Ever since he came back, he always felt that he was a powerful zombie king. But at this moment, Lin Duoduo was aiming with a rifle. Although she was not aiming at him, Bai Xiao still inexplicably remembered the feeling of the man who came to him at the intersection on a bicycle, with a black gun pointing at him, cold and fierce.

"I borrowed it from Aunt Qian." Lin Duoduo said, "It's safer to take this with you when you go into the mountains again."

"You seem... very familiar with it." Bai Xiao said.

"In the past, when I couldn't find food in the winter, I would occasionally borrow it and go into the mountains," said Lin Duoduo.

(End of this chapter)