This is apocalyptic

Chapter 242: Sweet and Salty Evolution

Pollinating flowers is a very dirty thing to do.

Bai Xiao felt this way whether as a human or as a zombie.

Use the brush to brush the reproductive organs of the flower, then move on to another one...

"As the Zombie King, how can I do such a dirty thing?"

Bai Xiao threw down the brush and quit, leaving it to the two humans to do. The zombies could not tolerate such a dirty thing.

Lin Duoduo was confused.

Ge Xia also looked at the zombie's back blankly.

"what happened?"

"Don't bother with him, he's sick." Lin Duoduo smelled the flower. Zombies are zombies, different from humans.

It was a sunny day with a slight breeze, and the weather was quite comfortable.

Both of them wore hats and occasionally looked up at the sky. The clear sky made them feel at ease.

Although the plants are a bit thin and don't produce much fruit, they are still tasty and are actually better than those growing freely in the wild.

Before, when it rained, the zombie bones that were soaked in water would have a faint stench that filled the community, but now that the weather has cleared up, the stench has dissipated.

Ge Xia asked quietly: "How can you make a zombie obey you?"

Lin Duoduo said casually: "Just give him urine to drink."

"what?"

The second brother was shocked.

"Come here!"

The zombie king picked up the arrogant human, put him in the coffin and measured the size.

She placed her hands on her abdomen and lay peacefully in the coffin as if she were dead.

It is indeed very comfortable, much better than the previous box. The previous one could only be squatted in and could not stretch out the legs. It was okay to hide in it for a short time, but if you hide in it for a whole day, your back and waist would ache.

"It's like upgrading from a standing ticket to a sleeper berth."

This is how zombies evaluate it.

After driving the humans out, he continued to hammer and bang here, occasionally looking up and seeing the two humans busying themselves in the vegetable garden.

Because the weather was hot, he had to drink a lot of water to avoid turning into a skinny old zombie. There were three big bottles placed side by side in the corner downstairs. Ge Xia also had one, drying in the shade.

After the two men worked for a while, they stayed in the shadows, gulped down half a bottle of water, and watched the zombies hammering over there from a distance.

Ge Xia grabbed a grasshopper and stuffed it into the small bottle he carried with him. There were already several of them in the bottle. "Do you eat grasshoppers?"

"Burn it at night." Lin Duoduo touched the top of her head.

Ge Xia went to clean up the weeds that had grown in the community. The community was too large, and all kinds of plants kept sprouting out. She pulled them out carefully. These were hidden dangers. Although a little bit was not a problem, once they grew taller, they would pose a potential danger.

Thinking about the previous prosperity and looking at the clean living area now, she felt from the bottom of her heart that the end of the world was over and things would only get better in the future.

When I was a child, my uncle told me that there was a shelter far away. It was very clean, there were no zombies, and there was no danger. When my sister and I were displaced, we would always imagine that place together. The two little people would lean against each other, holding our rumbling stomachs.

But my sister didn't wait until then.

Ge Xia carefully put a bug into a glass bottle, and tears suddenly fell.

She wiped her tears with her sleeves and smiled again. In fact, her sister should be happy too.

Because they look alike and think alike, she can imagine how happy her sister would be even if she is gone.

The shelter is not far away, it is right here, in the deepest part of the city. It has always been nearby, but it has not been discovered in these years.

Lin Duoduo sat in the shade and watched the zombie gulp down a large bottle of water. She poured half of her own water to him, and he drank it all in one gulp before putting the bottle down.

"Look over there." She pointed to a building in the distance.

There was a building on the edge of the community with some of its exterior wall peeling off. Lin Duoduo noticed it and pointed to that place and told Bai Xiao. Bai Xiao picked up a hammer, went upstairs and knocked on the window, and a large piece of wall immediately fell off. This way, there is no need to worry about being hit nearby one day.

Fortunately, that was not where he lived. After demolishing the building, he walked around downstairs to check if there were any hidden dangers or foundation subsidence in other places. Everything was fine.

The vines on the outer walls of the building were also cleaned regularly by the two women so that they were not covered with vines.

Now the days are getting longer and the nights come later. It is still light outside long after the sun sets. The zombie carries Lin Duoduo upstairs, and the skinny Ge Xia follows behind. Together they pass by the old zombie trapped on the fourth floor. Ge Xia has also gotten used to the other residents in the building. As long as they are not released, they can only make some noises when people pass by.

When Ge Xia was making a fire, she cooked the insects and grasshoppers she caught. She gave the grasshoppers to Lin Duoduo, who stuffed one into the zombie's mouth. She ate the insects secretly herself, while Lin Duoduo and the zombie did not eat any.

Lin Duoduo still found it amazing that the zombie king had no interest in other humans. She even thought it was a sign of his recovery. She looked at the zombie's head for a long time but could not see any changes.

Maybe there should be, but it's so familiar that it's hard to notice. It would be nice if there were a photo.

Bai Xiao himself didn't know when this change happened. He once again secretly sniffed behind the skinny Ge Xia. There was a human scent, but he didn't want to eat it much.

This is really a magical thing.

You know, he once drooled over Yu Ming.

Ge Xia didn't know that the zombies were sniffing him from behind, otherwise he would have been under a lot of pressure.

When night fell, she left to rest.

"Could it be her problem, not mine?" Bai Xiao put forward another hypothesis.

Lin Duoduo stared at the zombies like a fool, "She was surrounded by so many old zombies that day."

"Oh yes."

Bai Xiao ignored what happened that day. It was very normal for humans to be surrounded by zombies.

After much puzzlement, Bai Xiao finally thought that maybe after eating delicious food, he had no interest in this kind of bran.

Isn’t there a saying that goes, there’s no such thing as good pork.

Lin Duoduo is a top-quality pork.

"So this means I'm more picky about food?" She always felt that it wasn't that simple.

"Otherwise there's no way to explain why I don't have any particular urge to eat her."

Lin Duoduo thought for a moment and said, "Close your eyes."

The zombie closed his eyes upon hearing this.

"Do you smell it?" Lin Duoduo asked.

"Smell it."

It was the smell of her hands, not far away.

The zombie sniffed and heard Lin Duoduo ask, "Do you want to eat?"

"It's okay, I want to try it." said the zombie.

Lin Duoduo paused for a moment and asked again: "What about now?"

"I want it more." The zombie sniffed.

"I got some saliva on it."

Lin Duoduo stuffed her finger into the zombie's mouth, looked out the window and thought for a while, then said, "You still want to eat people, but your instinct has faded. Compared to strangers, you prefer the taste of familiarity."

"That makes sense. Taste is something you can develop."

Bai Xiao also thought for a moment. Those old zombies only had instincts, so they didn't care about raw or cold food. He was also a zombie and kept human habits. After a long time, he would also have the thing called "taste".

"Although it's a bit weird, theoretically it's a kind of progress." Bai Xiao suddenly felt that if all the zombies had reason, some of them might be able to eat spicy food or not.

The sweet brain and the salty brain will fight each other.

Then form a normal, zombie society.

(End of this chapter)