This is apocalyptic

Chapter 227 Chapter 226: Before the Disaster
"More than a million people have died in this city, and there are countless innocent souls. Weird things often happen. Don't look around and just pretend you don't know."

"You've killed so many zombies, and you're still afraid of ghosts?" His companions found it funny and amusing.

People in the last days do not believe in ghosts and gods.

They only trust the knife in their hands.

The zombies that can be seen everywhere, the monsters hiding in the grass and watching with eager eyes, and the overwhelming birds that have only appeared in the past two years, are the scariest things, wandering in nightmares in the middle of the night and are the most frightening existences.

As for ghost, it’s a word I haven’t heard of for a long time.

"Have you ever seen a woman?" he asked.

"Yes," said the companion.

"Then have you ever seen a woman with long flowing hair?" he asked again.

"I've seen it in a photo." The companion shrugged.

“Have you ever seen a woman with long flowing hair deep in the city?”

Women in the apocalypse live almost the same life as men. No one keeps their hair because it is not only troublesome but also inconvenient.

The companion was stunned for a moment.

"It's better to believe it than not to believe it. By the time you run into a ghost wall, it will be too late. How many people have died here? How many people didn't have time to run out of the city? How many people died of starvation and trapped? This is a damn dangerous place. Even the mass graves in the past were not as dangerous as this place."

He lowered his voice and looked back. The tall buildings in the distance were empty.

At this time, the last bit of light in the sky was extinguished by darkness, and night fell.

"How did Brother Yue die? He walked into a place surrounded by a group of zombies for no apparent reason, and was blocked and killed. They were all experienced scavengers, so why would they go into a group of zombies? This is a death trap, a ghost has blinded you."

Listening to his words, his companions inexplicably felt a chill.

The temperature seemed to have dropped a few degrees.

On the dilapidated streets covered with weeds, corpses can be seen everywhere, not only human but also zombies.

"I'm not afraid of meeting people, nor zombies, I'm just afraid of meeting someone who looks like the one in the photo." He warned, "If you accidentally see someone, don't say anything, just pretend you didn't see it."

It was truly horrifying to see people who looked just like those in the photos taken before the disaster in this deadly place that had been abandoned for more than twenty years.

It's probably like seeing a row of palace maids holding lanterns walking by in the Forbidden City at night.

Weird and scary.

Zombies were wandering on the streets late at night, and when the wind blew, clanging sounds came from shops somewhere.

night.

late at night.

Lin Duoduo sat in the study room - there was a large desk with several figures on it, and many books on the bookshelf, all neatly arranged and almost full.

Those were occasionally found in other rooms in the building. Some old buildings had books left in them, as well as little figures that the Zombie King liked. They were all collected and placed where the two lived.

It was too cold in winter, so she seldom came here. When she and Bai Xiao were resting, she would either lie on the sofa and knit a sweater for the Zombie King, or lie in bed.

Now that the weather has warmed up, she occasionally comes here to take a look. There is no reason, she just thinks this place is very nice. Maybe it is because she heard her parents talk about what happened before the disaster too many times when she was a child, so she has a special feeling for the period before the disaster.

The room was cleaned up just like the ones she had seen when she was scavenging.

Lin Duoduo imitated Bai Xiao and lifted her feet, put them on the corner of the table, leaned back in the chair, and held a book in her hands.

"Is that right?"

"Put your feet down, what does it look like?"

Bai Xiao pushed her legs down and put them away.

"That's just how you are." Lin Duoduo said.

Zombies would occasionally sit here, close their eyes, and put their legs on the table.

She wanted to learn that leisurely posture, but she couldn't do it. Maybe this zombie was more suitable to be a human being than her.

"Really? Maybe it's because I'm tall, so this is just right. If you put your legs up like this, if you wear a skirt, they will be exposed." The zombie king pointed at her legs. Lin Duoduo thought for a moment and said, "Then I won't wear a skirt."

"Just sit still."

Bai Xiao didn't know why she was sitting here like a female hooligan.

She looked around the tidy study.

“Is this what people were like before the disaster?”

Lin Duoduo asked.

"Almost." Bai Xiao said.

Lin Duoduo sat on the table and looked around. "What else is missing?"

"You're missing a pair of glasses." The zombie found a pair of glasses frames and put them on her.

The temperament of a female hooligan was gone in an instant, and Lin Duoduo instantly turned into a well-educated and gentle beast.

In fact, the city center is not that scary, at least not for the Zombie King.

He would also take this human to experience life before the disaster, something she had only heard of but never seen.

"Quite interesting."

Lin Duoduo looked left and right with her glasses on, appearing very quiet under the candlelight.

Perhaps if there hadn't been that catastrophe, she would have looked like this.

"You seem to like it very much?" Lin Duoduo asked, looking into his eyes.

"This makes me occasionally have the illusion that I'm living in a world without zombies when I'm at home." Bai Xiao answered honestly. Many times, when he was in a trance, he felt as if he was still in the original world.

But Lin Duoduo will never have this feeling, because when she looks up, she will face zombies.

After leaving the study, she held a candle and went to a small room next to it where sundries and the gold picked up by the Zombie King were stored.

"What was this hut originally used for?" Lin Duoduo asked.

"Well...it's the children's room. If the owner of this house has children, they will live in this room." Bai Xiao said.

"So that's the case."

Lin Duoduo looked at it, walked around, and then went to the side, "What about this one?"

"Old people's room. People in the past could live for a very long time. Those old people can live here, with three generations living under one roof."

Unable to sleep late at night, Lin Duoduo and the zombies wandered around the house, holding candles. Finally, they stopped in the living room, poured two glasses of red wine, curled up on the sofa, and sighed comfortably.

The soft sofa is her favorite.

This is not common in the apocalypse, before the apocalypse, they try to live like before.

Otherwise it would be such a pity.

The sofa is soft and you can curl up here. If it is big enough, you can even let zombies lie down on it. It will be more comfortable than a bed.

Lin Duoduo raised her foot and stepped on his strong chest, pressing gently and moving slowly upwards.

"elder brother."

"I don't want to eat." said the zombie indifferently.

Lin Duoduo raised her eyebrows but didn't continue.

"What do you think of the owner of this house now?"

"Probably dead." Bai Xiao said.

Just looking at the large number of zombies on the streets, you can tell that very few people survived at that time.

Lin Duoduo was not surprised by this answer. She just tilted her head and looked at the blank mark on the wall. There used to be a wedding photo hanging there. It was of a very beautiful couple, but that was more than 20 years ago.

(End of this chapter)