This is apocalyptic

Chapter 172 Chapter 171: Meeting
Sister Qiong sat quietly on the windowsill, just like when she was in the mountain village.

Outside the window behind it, the street was crowded with zombies.

In a high-rise building.

Lin Duoduo curled up on the sofa. It was a novel experience, living in the city, an experience that people had before the disaster.

At that time, there were no zombies or monsters. People lived in high-rise buildings, with rooms close to each other. One building could accommodate many, many people, the same number of people as the zombies on the streets.

Bai Xiao was walking around the living room packing things, and she watched him intently.

"This is called heating, but it's a pity that there is no heating." The Zombie King pointed to something by the wall and introduced it to the barbarian human.

The human glanced.

"It keeps warm when burned in winter." The Zombie King continued.

"I might have zombies warming my bed, and it's pretty warm," she said.

“It warms the whole house.”

"You know a lot about things before the disaster." Lin Duoduo said.

"So you are stupid."

Bai Xiao sat down on the sofa, which seemed to creak. After all these years of idleness, the sudden contact with the Zombie King was a bit overwhelming.

Lin Duoduo had just laid down on the sofa for a while. As the Zombie King sat down, she felt her body sink a little. She immediately swung her legs and kicked him, "Get down quickly, you're going to get hurt!"

"If it's broken, find a stronger one." Bai Xiao didn't move, letting her feet kick around.

Just kidding, even if this human used all her strength, she wouldn't be able to kick her butt off the sofa. If she really did that, she would just fall down due to the reaction force.

But as the human was kicking, his two feet reached under his clothes and stepped on the zombie.

The cold feet suddenly came into contact with the hot zombies.

"Hiss~"

She narrowed her eyes and gasped.

——Zombies are really good things.

No one spoke. The Zombie King sat on the sofa, recalling the life he once knew - before he became a zombie, in the bustling city, and now in his normal life.

He was familiar with all of this. As long as he pulled the curtains and didn't look outside, these furnishings, furniture, houses, even decorations, including the existence of this human, made him feel like he had returned to a time when there were no zombies or monsters.

Lin Duoduo stepped lightly on him, getting familiar with the suddenly changed life. She thought she might die on the road, but the box protected her very well. Now, listening to the occasional noise outside, she knew that it was made by the zombies on the street, but she was not opposed to all these changes.

This is a new life that I never imagined.

The light outside gradually dimmed, and the room also gradually became dark. A tall and burly black shadow was sitting on the sofa, and a woman was lying on her side, stepping on the black shadow.

Occasionally, a barely perceptible noise could be heard from the building opposite; it was the zombies banging on the windows.

“I miss it so much.” The Zombie King whispered.

"What do you miss?" Lin Duoduo asked.

“I miss all of that.”

His expression could not be seen in the dim light, only his silhouette. He missed everything. If it had not been for the sudden accident, he would have found a girlfriend, curled up on the sofa with her, watching TV series and playing games, opening the window, and outside should be the bustling sounds of people coming and going, the noise of passing cars, and flashing neon lights, instead of the dark tide of corpses filling the streets.

He continued, “Everything is familiar, and once it gets dark, I feel like I’ve gone back to the old days.”

Lin Duoduo propped herself up from the sofa, came over, hugged the zombie's neck with her arms, and put her face on his back. She didn't know what the zombie king was missing, but she felt that the zombie was a little sad, just like Aunt Qian when she was looking at a stack of photos in that lifeless yard.

"Wear something thicker." Bai Xiao touched her arm, stood up, took off his coat and covered her with it.

The zombie's thick coat was still warm, so Lin Duoduo wrapped herself tightly and sat cross-legged on the sofa, staring at his dark silhouette in the increasingly dim environment. A terrifying silhouette.

"Hold me again," she said.

"Don't be horny."

The Zombie King refused coldly.

"Tomorrow I will go to a distant place to fetch water, and by the way, I will see if I can find a water tank to put upstairs. I will also look for a locksmith. The windows have been sealed today, and this house can be guaranteed to be safe."

He pulled the security net on the window again and checked it.

There is a community called Huanhu International and Luhu Community here, but the former is an artificial lake and has dried up long ago, while the latter is still intact, I don’t know whether it is replenished by rainwater or is located at a lower level and connected to groundwater.

Maybe because it is close to the water source, the situation there is worse, otherwise he would like to live there directly.

Fetching water is troublesome after all, so he wanted to build a huge water tank.

The weeds in the dry pond and fountain downstairs can also be cleared, and then made deeper, and some drainage ditches can be dug to direct and store rainwater. In that way, after the bottom is cleaned up, you can plant something next to it.

The greenery in the community had grown uncontrollably and needed to be cleared away.

But those are not urgent, so they can be put off and dealt with slowly.

Now the main issue is the affairs of this building. We will first open the doors that can be opened. If they really cannot be opened, we will consider demolishing them by force.

The windows are then either sealed or reinforced with multi-layer anti-theft windows or wire mesh.

In the past few days, we have mainly reinforced the gate of the community, cleared out a temporary living area, and reinforced the current house, so we now have a place to live.

"Don't run around."

He turned around and then thought for a moment, "Should I lock you up with chains?"

"whatever."

The Zombie King had done a house-cleaning job once in the village next door, but at that time he was tinkering with his own home, while now it was a place for two people.

Lin Duoduo, wrapped in the zombie's clothes, fell on the sofa again. She had been cleaning the room these two days, throwing out the useless things and moving in the useful ones.

The next day, it was daybreak.

Bai Xiao carried an iron rod, iron wire and other tools, walked down the stairs, stepped on the dead branches and leaves in the community, and arrived at the gate of the community.

The zombies outside were crowded together, deforming the door that had been simply repaired a few days ago. There was only a retractable door separating them. The emaciated zombies stretched out their hands and struggled, trying to squeeze in.

Bai Xiao glanced at them and reinforced the door again with an iron frame. This broken door might not be able to stop fresh zombies, but it was enough to stop these old zombies.

"Okay, okay, stop pushing!"

The Zombie King said to the outside of the community gate.

When this voice sounded, the undead became even crazier.

Bai Xiao looked at them with satisfaction. This crazy posture made him feel like a big star.

Once upon a time, he was on a business trip and happened to see a star's plane landing. Outside the airport, those fanatical fans were like this, stretching out their hands, shouting, trying hard to break through the obstacles, screaming at the top of their lungs.

The old zombies that crawled out of the shadows can’t be said to be very similar to the fans, they are exactly the same.

Early in the morning, a hand as thin as a dry branch reached into the door, trying madly to rush over.

Bai Xiao shook hands with them through the door.

(End of this chapter)