This is apocalyptic

Chapter 183 182: It's raining, so I know how to hide
Carrying a large pile of books was not very difficult for Lin Duoduo, after all, the Zombie King always liked to touch her abdominal muscles.

Muscular guys always attract each other.

She also liked to touch the Zombie King's firm flesh, which gave her a sense of security. If she wasn't afraid of being infected, she would have wanted to bite his arm many times to try.

"I'm carrying books, can you still lift me up?"

"Nonsense, I can lift you up even if you're lying in a coffin, these books can't be heavier than the coffin."

Bai Xiao picked it up and looked at the human, "If you want me to take you back, just tell me directly."

Lin Duoduo smiled and said, "You can move it back."

"Be careful yourself."

Zombie King's Way.

In the past, humans who scavenged alone could live well without his protection.

It is very convenient to pick up trash at your doorstep.

There was no need for that broken tricycle. She found a suitcase, emptied out the things inside, packed the things she had picked up, went downstairs and turned a corner, and she was at the building where she lived.

In addition to the books, there were also some small tools, supplies, and thermoses found in the building. They had them where they lived, but since they had found them, they took them back with them for future use.

There were a lot of flower pots on the balcony on the sixth floor. The things inside had all dried up and died, leaving only a pile of rotten soil. It was obvious that this family used to like growing flowers, and there were small shovels and watering cans in the house.

There is also a large fish tank, but there is no water in it anymore.

"It's pretty good here too." said Lin Duoduo.

"But you can't see the streets on three sides from here." Bai Xiao said.

The location of where I live now is very good. Maybe it was a bit bad before because it was close to the street and there was noise from people coming and going. But now there are no such troubles. Its location is unique. As long as you stand upstairs, you can see an unobstructed view of the vast expanse in front of you.

Lin Duoduo agreed, but it was a pity that the exquisite decoration here was missing.

She found a pair of very useful scissors and beckoned, "Come here and let me cut it for you. Your hair is so long."

Bai Xiao sat down obediently and let her tinker with it.

I don’t know if it’s because of technological advancement or because he has gradually gotten used to this terrible life, but he is no longer so resistant to the shabby haircut that Lin Duoduo gives him.

It was indeed cut short, but as for the dog-bitten look... just take it as it pleases.

"It seems... not that good-looking?" Lin Duoduo looked in the mirror and had some understanding of her own craftsmanship.

"Whatever you want, it's pretty good." Bai Xiao said, "It looks even more terrifying."

"Well, you have to maintain your deterrent power."

She accepted this statement, even though there was nothing to be intimidated by - even if the zombie king wore braids and a skirt, the old zombies wouldn't be surprised.

When I got home, some of the snow that had accumulated in the water tank yesterday had melted.

If you want to drink it, you need to let it settle and filter it, but it is not that troublesome to clean it. You just need to filter it once and then heat it up for use.

The water tank is placed next to the stove. While cooking, water melts and settles inside.

The dead branches made crackling sounds in the stove. What she was cooking today was the canned food that the Zombie King brought back from outside. She used to like it very much and was satisfied to eat it once a year. Now that she has a lot of it, she doesn't feel particularly happy anymore.

Maybe people are always like this, if there is too much of something, it will change, and the same is true for zombies. When faced with a living person, they become picky about food, not eating foot skin or drinking human flesh soup. If it were those old zombies outside, just smelling the smell would probably be like Chinese New Year.

They haven't seen a living person for more than 20 years.

Lin Duoduo squatted on the ground, warming herself by the fire in the stove. The side facing the fire was hot, while her back was cold. The water tank was placed here, absorbing heat and melting the snow water.

"It smells so good." said the zombie behind him.

Today, the Zombie King took the initiative to put on a hat because his head was cold after his haircut, even inside the house.

"I haven't eaten vegetables for a long time." Lin Duoduo supported her chin. She had been eating meat these days. There were no wild vegetables to be found in the city, and the dried wild vegetables she brought with her on the road had long been eaten.

“That seems to be a problem.”

Bai Xiao also realized that it was okay for zombies to only eat meat, but humans still had to eat some vegetables.

In the past, Lin Duoduo would dry a lot of vegetables before winter, and then when the weather was cold, she would just grab a handful and throw them into the pot. She would have the soup to fill her stomach and warm her body.

But they are deep in the city, and if they want to go to the suburbs, it will take several hours to walk, and it is difficult to go back and forth in a day.

"We can plant it next year, right? I remember you brought seeds." Lin Duoduo said.

"That's too long. Let me look for it." Bai Xiao said. He didn't know if there would be any left over in the park. There was already a lush bush over there. There was also a villa area, and there were often small courtyards where vegetables were grown. He didn't know if there would be any left. He didn't know if he could find some wild radishes or something.

"Why don't you take some calcium tablets and vitamins like me," he suggested.

Those were picked up from outside. Some of them had turned into powder and could not maintain the appearance of pills. Bai Xiao did not care whether it was useful or not. He had drunk the expired milk powder anyway. As for the zombies, the virus did not kill them. If he had diarrhea after eating a few expired calcium tablets, then the zombies would be too weak.

"And then eat until you're as big as you?" Lin Duoduo asked back.

"Because I'm a zombie, I can only grow bigger by drinking expired milk powder and eating expired calcium tablets. You're a human, so you won't grow that big." Bai Xiao said, "If there's a problem, you'll just get diarrhea from eating, or die from an allergy."

"It's better to be bigger."

This zombie always comes up with bad ideas. Lin Duoduo suspects that it's not just because of the meat he eats, but also because of the messy expired things he picked up from the city that made him grow stronger.

After all, other zombies don’t eat it, and neither do humans, only he does.

Every day she drinks either coffee, sesame paste, or Kanochichi...what is that thing called? She doesn't even remember what zombies are called.

In fact, some of them were expired protein powder, but Bai Xiao had never given her the scientific knowledge. No matter what, as long as she would feel full after eating them, that was good. Compared with infected animal meat, expired sesame paste was not worth mentioning. It was always better than the infected meat.

Zombies also need nutrition, and with their powerful digestive abilities, they don’t have to worry about whether the food is expired. Those zombies outside can crawl around with a big hole in their bodies, so eating expired food is just a drop in the bucket.

"We should be able to find it. If not, I'll eat meat and you'll eat grass." Bai Xiao said.

Lin Duoduo ignored him. Zombies can eat anything, but if humans don’t eat well, they will feel uncomfortable, get sick, and become very fragile.

She suddenly felt that there might be some truth in what the zombies said. This was a more advanced life form, and she was a weak human.

Seeing the zombies eating anything they could find, she shook her head again.

Smart people know that, first, they will not pick up food outside and second, they will run home when it rains. These are the standards of normal intelligence.

The Zombie King also knows to hide when it rains, but he is stupid enough to pick up things outside and take a bite.

In the past she would have cared about it, but seeing that he was so lively, she cared less about it and just let him pick it up.

(End of this chapter)