This is apocalyptic

Chapter 187 186: Alert

She felt like she was hugging a hot stove all night. The place where they were touching was hot, but her back was cool under the quilt.

I curled up in the quilt for a while.

Lin Duoduo said: "Turn around."

"No need to turn. Let's leave it like this." Bai Xiao turned his back to her.

"I'll pay attention. Turn around."

"Ok."

Bai Xiao lowered his head and turned over. Lin Duoduo hugged the zombie's head in her arms and covered it tightly with the quilt.

"Don't drool," she said.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve had a flow.”

Zombie said.

He has been able to control it well. He no longer drools while talking like before and then insists that it is because of his braces.

This made the human alert and disgusted.

The human scent was no less appealing, it was just well hidden.

Lin Duoduo was wearing a simple, clean sweater, with no makeup or perfume, but she smelled very good, and Bai Xiao was a little reluctant to let go.

"If you get into an accident outside and can't come back, you won't be able to smell such a nice human scent." Lin Duoduo said.

"How do you know that human smell is good?"

"You used to drool whenever you got close to something. Would you drool over a pile of poop?"

"You are so disgusting."

He buried his head in Lin Duoduo's arms, breathing in the human scent, not wanting to say anything disgusting at this time.

"Let me tell you, you won't be willing to get up even if you hug someone."

"You clearly said you were holding a female zombie."

"The same, female zombies are warmer and can let you kiss them." Lin Duoduo said.

"Zombies are so old that they've become skeletons. That won't happen," said the zombie.

"Find something new."

"Humans are better, they smell good." said the zombie.

Not only does it have the scent of a woman, but also the scent of a human being, and even occasionally mixed with the smell of estrus, which is much better than zombies.

"I find it weird when I think about a zombie in heat while holding a chicken leg." Lin Duoduo said while holding the zombie's head and looking at the ceiling.

"It's also weird to see a chicken leg hugging a zombie and being horny." Bai Xiao said.

"So I'm not actually a chicken drumstick, right?"

"Maybe."

"Okay, get up."

Lin Duoduo touched the zombie's hair. The stubble was stiff. She helped cut it.

The house was still dark, but when I opened the bedroom door, the light from the living room came into view, and it was obvious that daybreak had already occurred.

But there is still no sunshine, and winter is always gloomy.

"Is it snowing outside?" she asked.

"It's not raining yet, it's still windy." Bai Xiao went to the window, lifted the curtain and looked out.

In fact, in the past, it was a good thing if it didn’t snow. Although heavy snow made it difficult for monsters in the wild to survive the winter, it also made it difficult for humans. Before the monsters died, humans might die of hunger and cold.

Now that we have the zombie king, we can hunt monsters and find supplies deep in the city. The heavier the snow, the better. But when we think of the survivors who are struggling to survive in the ruins, less snow is better. No one can leave alive, it's just a matter of a step earlier or later. It's good to be able to live a little better now.

"I'm so stupid, really, for being so cold for so many days."

Lin Duoduo sat up from the bed, rubbing her messy hair, yawned, and then touched her arm. As soon as the zombies left, she felt cold again.

"If I had known zombies were so warm, why didn't I tie you to the bed?"

"It's early in the morning, please restrain yourself."

Bai Xiao said, "I'll drool all over your quilt."

Lin Duoduo lowered her head and pulled at her clothes, and saw that there was no saliva on them.

She wanted to lie down, but looking at the light in the living room, she had to put on her clothes, stood up tremblingly, and went to the living room to do radio gymnastics with the zombies for a while before she warmed up.

"Help me take it apart."

She sat on the sofa with several clothes of different colors in her hand and asked the zombies to stand farther away and help her unwrap the wool. The Zombie King was a little excited that he would soon have a large, fitting sweater to wear.

"Can you make patterns?" the zombie asked expectantly.

"No." Lin Duoduo said expressionlessly.

Silly zombie, making a sweater is not that easy, it seems very simple to him.

"Oh."

Seeing the zombie looking a little disappointed, she sighed and asked, "What pattern do you want?"

"Well...if we can..." The zombie pointed at the sister Qiong on the window and seemed to frown when he saw the human.

He was afraid that his sweater would fly off, so he moved his finger and pointed it at the human, "It would be great if you could get yourself on, but it's quite difficult, right? So a plain color will do. Anyway, it's for the sake of keeping warm, so there's no need to go through so much trouble."

Lin Duoduo glanced at him, then glanced at the little man on the windowsill, and nodded expressionlessly.

“These woolen pants are really warm.”

The zombies are happy.

Lin Duoduo, with her smooth long hair, sat on the sofa and sorted out wool. Her hands were deft and she looked like a real wife.

As long as you don't want him to drink human flesh soup and eat foot skin, this barbarian is actually quite stable.

From time to time, I always want him to unleash his zombie instincts, feed him something from his body, and ask him if he wants to drink human flesh soup while stepping in the foot washing water.

"I'm going out."

"Ah."

Lin Duoduo waved her hand and continued to sort out the things in her hands with her head down.

The zombie went out into the howling north wind, walked out of the zombie group, looked back, and saw a figure holding a telescope at the upstairs window.

A small number of the zombies that crowded the streets have dispersed. They have been awakened and will continue to wander the streets, sometimes wandering back and forth in this area, and some will wander very far and cannot find the way back, and can only feel more and more unfamiliar with the streets.

When he knocked on something in the community, the zombies that had wandered away not far away would come back again.

In the biting cold wind, the snow foam was blown up, as if it had started snowing again.

The zombie king waved his arm casually and used the bulletproof car door to push the old zombie wandering out from the nearby shop far away.

He walked on the old streets. The old neighborhoods were messier than those high-rise buildings. Maybe it was because the houses here were all older and the doors were not so strong, making it easier for stray animals to hide and the living conditions were better. So after the disaster, these old neighborhoods became their gathering places. Even if they were infected by zombies later, they were still accustomed to wandering around these places and some communities.

On the contrary, there are more old zombies in those dusty high-rise buildings.

It is not impossible to live in the city, as long as it is strong enough. Twenty years later, when it is overgrown with weeds, it is more suitable than a mountain village - there is a reason why scavengers come here.

Wandering around the old neighborhood, looking for something to eat and use, when it was getting dark, Bai Xiao went back and found a red flag hanging on the window of a building in the distance, which was extremely conspicuous in the white world.

This made him suddenly alert. It was a warning from Lin Duoduo who was high up. Maybe she was holding a gun and protecting him behind a window.

(End of this chapter)