This is apocalyptic

Chapter 127 Chapter 126: Still Getting Bigger

There were obviously quite a few zombies that were lucky enough not to be buried by the snow, and they were trapped in various shops or houses.

There are scrapped buses on the roadside, looking tattered.

Bai Xiao walked into the house and looked around. Clothes would rot quickly in this shabby shop without glass or doors, and would not be as well preserved as the clothes hung in closets in residential buildings.

Of course, the premise is that the house is well decorated. Some wardrobes will get moldy and even have corpses hidden inside.

The thing that is most abundant in the apocalypse is corpses, and those old bones may appear anywhere.

The two of them took a short rest in the store and had something to eat. They didn't find anything useful. Lin Duoduo looked at him, and Bai Xiao felt a little puzzled by her gaze.

"Aren't you disappointed?"

"What's so disappointing about this..."

The Zombie King waved his hand majestically.

The secret place where the supplies were stored last time had not been moved, and no traces of other scavengers were found along the way.

It seemed that all the people in Linchuan were really dead. At least Bai Xiao had not seen any other living people. In such a vast land, with so few survivors, it was indeed not easy to meet them.

With few means of communication and a lack of trust in strangers, the survivors are scattered everywhere, like closed areas.

The safe zone has a siphon effect. It almost sucked up all the ruins in the early years, and now only a few people are left.

Two people were on the rooftop in the city, looking at the dilapidated high-rise buildings in the distance.

The wind blew Lin Duoduo's hair and brushed Bai Xiao's face, making it itchy. They observed the surrounding environment for a long time and went downstairs after a while.

There were a lot of things at the place where the supplies were stored, and they were loaded into the car box by box. This time they didn't need to stay for so many days, nor did they need to go too deep. After the tricycle and the cart were full, the two of them immediately returned.

"I suspect you are just bewitched by these supplies." Bai Xiao said, "You greedy woman."

"Oh?"

"You couldn't help but kiss me after finding so many supplies, even though I'm a zombie."

"Stop talking nonsense. Who kissed you? Did you see it?" Lin Duoduo looked at him strangely.

Bai Xiao pushed the cart in silence.

There are so many things in the city waiting for them to move, and there is also a vegetable garden at home.

After moving five or six times, the weeds in the fields had grown tall, and when the wind blew, they looked like green waves.

Insects chirped in the fields, but the field was not as lively as before, probably because of the heavy snow.

Bai Xiao was already able to distinguish some seasons, but this year spring came very late, making it a little difficult for him to distinguish them.

It took nearly a month to transport the goods on a small tricycle, most of the time on the road. From the second time on, he brought a shovel and simply filled the big holes on the road. It would not be so strenuous to walk when the goods were fully loaded without having to pull or haul them. It would also be easier to transport the red wine later.

The back room on Lin Duoduo's side was filled with salt, sugar, and red wine. He also found some sealed vinegar. When he felt that everything was about right, he started moving the things he found in the hardware store.

This spring is very busy, busier than ever before, but there is a kind of pleasure in hoarding. As the zombies grow old, the city becomes decayed. In a few years, the buildings will be more dangerous and more will collapse. He must seize this window of time.

The tricycle was very hard working. Bai Xiao always thought it was going to break down, but it always managed to hold on and get home safely by squeaking and twisting.

The locust flowers in the village are blooming again. Lin Duoduo picked a lot of them with a basket on her back. Bai Xiao had cleaned the village many times when he had nothing to do, and it is safer than before.

The year before last, when the locust flowers were also in bloom, Lin Duoduo picked up the Zombie King. When she was picking locust flowers, she recalled that she suddenly felt dazed about her life before that.

Now there is a house full of supplies, two yards of vegetable gardens, and that zombie. It seems like a dream. Life has become different, or rather, it is somewhat like what it was like before my parents died.

She returned to the yard with the basket on her back. The vegetable field next door was growing well. The zombie king carried some dried mud from the river and poured it into the vegetable field to increase fertility. Even if she didn't pee on the field, it would still be thriving.

Bai Xiao was maintaining the tricycle. He turned the entire vehicle over, applied lubricating oil to the chain and gears, and tightened the damaged parts with wire.

Lin Duoduo put down the basket, took out last year's dried persimmon cake from her pocket, took a bite herself, and stuffed the rest into the zombie's mouth.

The Zombie King wanted to blame her and told her not to put the food she had eaten into her mouth next time, but the smell of humans was too irresistible for the zombies, so he had no choice but to endure it.

"I plan to clean up the collapsed houses outside, pave the ground with bricks, and then surround it with wire." He said while squatting on the ground.

"Like a safe zone?"

"There is no barbed wire in the safe zone." Bai Xiao said. He thought that maybe Lin Duoduo had seen them use barbed wire to block zombies when she observed the settlement before, and then they expanded the scale many times, which was the safe zone that Lin Duoduo imagined.

"The place is too big." said Lin Duoduo.

"Take your time."

Bai Xiao turned the pedals of the tricycle, removed the plastic pedals and replaced them with a new pair. They still had to go into the city, and the iron wire was not enough.

Since he went deep into the city center, he suddenly realized that time was running out.

There were a lot of iron rings in the room, and he was going to make a chain mail, or at least a sleeve, and turn into a battle armor zombie. If he had a chain mail and iron pants, he would have dared to fight the mad dogs in a group, and he would have been bitten a few times at most, but his flesh would not have been torn off.

The collapsed houses in the village also needed to be cleaned up. Snakes, insects, ants and rats were hiding in them. Lin Duoduo took a homemade gun with her when she went out to guard against them. Occasionally, a yellow fox or a rat would appear.

After taking a sip of red wine, Bai Xiao continued to turn the wheels, performed a full maintenance on the tricycle, turned it over, and pumped up air in the wheels.

Once you have enough faith to survive, you can't help but want to change your living environment. Among food, clothing, housing and transportation, housing ranks third.

Lin Duoduo originally wanted to help, but when she saw him lift the tricycle and put it in the right place, she stopped again.

The Zombie King is unusually strong and he doesn't seem to be struggling at all.

"Is your strength still increasing?" Lin Duoduo asked, looking at his body.

“I guess…”

Bai Xiao picked up the tricycle and put it down again, stretching his arms. "Maybe it's because I ate enough and exercised."

There has never been a zombie that exercises. Infection is the peak, and he doesn’t know what it feels like to become a big muscular zombie.

Being strong is always good. The reason why the old zombie is no longer a threat is because it has no strength and quick reaction.

"I think I can go by myself. The grass in the city is tall now, and it would be dangerous for you to go with me." Bai Xiao said.

"You are in greater danger by yourself. I just need to find a high place to watch over you."

"That's fine... I'll get ready."

Although it is said to be preparation, there is actually nothing to prepare. Just put the thick sleeves made from the leather jacket on your arms, put on the leggings, and then put on the helmet. Now the zombie king is a violence machine.

He could beat a wolf to death with his bare hands, or a big cat, or anything else.

In addition to strength, what is important is courage and the fearlessness that belongs to zombies.

The pain from a bite will only last for two days.

Lin Duoduo looked at him fully armed and suddenly felt that what the Zombie King had said about adding a spike to the helmet might really be a good idea.

"I should have surpassed the fresh zombies by now."

(End of this chapter)