This is apocalyptic

Chapter 247 Chapter 246: Painting
"call out!"

A sharp steel bar, carrying a strong wind, pierced through the body of the monster in the bushes and nailed it to the ground.

The dumbfounded zombie king strode over and pulled out the steel bar.

Then he carried the bleeding corpse and continued walking back, leading Monday, who was wearing a motorcycle helmet, behind him.

The coffin behind him shook, "Caught?"

"nonsense."

"you are awesome."

"Who did you learn it from?"

The zombie king is immune to this kind of compliments, so instead of saying how awesome he is, he would rather stretch out his legs for the zombies to lick and spray some water on.

The human was sweating in the box and smelled delicious.

When she got home, she changed her clothes first, fanned herself to cool off for a while, then washed a few unripe figs she had brought back, gave them to Ge Xia to taste, and then stuffed one into the zombie's mouth.

Zombies don't skin people, they just chew this kind of thing twice and swallow it.

"Can you taste it?" Lin Duoduo peeled the skin and stuffed one into his hand.

"What's so good about this?"

The zombie didn't stay here for long. After tasting two and feeling a bitter taste in his mouth, he drank a large pot of water and went downstairs to the study.

Seeing that Lin Duoduo liked the photo so much, Bai Xiao tried to draw one for her with a pencil.

The painting skills of zombies and barbarians are of course different. Although not as good as those of professionals, they look pretty good. It’s just that they haven’t touched it for a long time and their hands are a little rusty. But this still amazes Lin Duoduo.

Bai Xiao painted this based on a photo left by Lin Huayou and his wife: humans and zombies were standing in the same posture beside the railing of a small bridge, and the people in the background of the photo were replaced by staggering zombies.

The composition and scene of the scenery are exactly the same as those in the photos of Lin Huayou and his wife.

——This is a bit weird, because there is only one human in the whole picture, and the rest are zombies. The human is smiling, and the zombies passing by seem a bit out of place, and there is also the zombie king standing next to him.

"You are so awesome!"

When Lin Duoduo saw it, she couldn't help but marvel that the zombies actually had this trick.

She took out photos of her parents and saw that they really looked alike.

Just replaced the pedestrians and passers-by with zombies, and Lin Huayou's position was also replaced by a slightly larger zombie.

"It would be nice if they could see it, too." The more she looked at it, the more she liked it.

"It would probably give them a scare."

Bai Xiao felt that this was not a good idea. If Lin Huayou saw Lin Duoduo being held by such a big zombie, he might be fired at by a volley of bullets.

Looking at the photos and the copied sketches, the zombie suddenly blinked, feeling a little subtle.

Because he suddenly discovered that the photo showed Lin Huayou and his wife, while in the painting, there was a zombie standing next to the woman in the same posture - Lin Duoduo and her mother had somewhat similar eyebrows and eyes.

And Lin Huayou also turned into a zombie.

This painting shows what the previous generation looked like later, and also what Lin Duoduo looks like now.

——Actually, nothing has changed.

Maybe it's a coincidence, or maybe it's destined.

Lin Duoduo seemed to have noticed this as well. She stared at the painting drawn by the zombies, a little absent-minded.

Bai Xiao also stared at the two pictures without saying anything.

As time goes by, the people in the original painting have been replaced by zombies. It is unknown how many people survived.

The same scene shows the features of two different eras.

If there was a third one, the only person in the photo would be gone.

Then will be the end.

"That's great." Lin Duoduo said suddenly.

"very nice?"

"Look, I am so much like my mother," she said.

Bai Xiao looked at the only human in the painting. Apart from her, all he saw were zombies.

"I'll be like my mother."

Lin Duoduo said, "If my father had been infected and had the same disease as you, my mother would have been very happy, so they would have been happy for me."

Lin Duoduo put away this painting and put it together with the photo. It was not only a picture of her and the zombie, but also the later appearance of her parents.

This is the appearance of many people in these last days.

There are so many people in one photo, many of them have turned into zombies, and only one or two are left.

Ge Xia was processing the prey brought back by the zombie king by the pool downstairs. He noticed an unusual black shadow out of the corner of his eye. He looked up and saw a flock of birds flying across the sky.

She rolled over into the large barrel next to her and blew her whistle.

The whistle was sharp and loud.

The zombie who heard the whistle looked out the window and went downstairs.

Lin Duoduo stood in front of the window, watching the birds flying around the security net very close to her.

The zombie birds could not survive this time and had disappeared long ago, unable to fly. Now these are mutated monsters, ferocious and sharp, just like the little monsters and also like locusts.

Guns are useless against them.

It not only attacks humans, but also Mondays and even small monsters, in groups.

The little monsters had many wounds on their bodies, and the smell of blood made them even more ferocious.

At the same time, the little monsters also pounced and bit many of them.

Until the zombie king came over and trapped the little monster under the barrel.

Monday was much more stupid. He wore a motorcycle helmet so that his eyes wouldn't be pecked. He waved his hands around randomly, but still got bitten to death by the little monsters.

"Stupid zombies should be given to them, not me." Bai Xiao still had time to complain. Feathers were flying everywhere, and he had no good way to deal with these beasts. He could only hold the door panel and swing it hard.

Just like when he protected that human in the mountain village, he was like a god of war.

Until everything calmed down, the little monster was covered in wounds, and the only consolation was a snack.

Bai Xiao went over and opened the big barrel. Ge Xia was huddled inside, holding the half-processed prey, smelling profusely.

"Next time just throw this thing outside, it almost can't hide you, if it gets bigger and the lid can't fit you'll die," he said.

The thin Ge Xia held the prey and hummed softly, looking at the flock of birds flying away in the sky, with ferocity in his eyes.

She also wanted to swing the door and beat all those beasts to pieces.

The Zombie King cleaned up the mess on the ground and threw the corpses to Monday, but Monday refused to eat them.

Eat it or not, he threw it to the little monster and the little monster jumped up to catch it!

Although it was injured and had many wounds on its skinny body, it was able to have a full meal.

"Can I eat it?" Ge Xia asked.

"This thing doesn't have much meat and is highly contagious. Unless you really can't survive, it's best not to touch it," said Bai Xiao.

This thing is just like a fish. I don’t know if it’s because of its small size or what, but he doesn’t want to touch it. Even if he wants to eat the little monster, he doesn’t want to eat fish and birds. These two things are more disgusting than anything else after being infected, so he always feeds them to the little monster.

He missed the days a few years ago when he could catch sparrows with Lin Duoduo in winter to eat, and scatter some grain in a basket. Those days, like their youth, are gone forever.

The hot summer made the zombie wear less clothes, so he had more wounds on his body. He went upstairs and asked Lin Duoduo to help him clean them up.

The wound is nothing to the zombie king, but what makes him depressed is that he can’t get close to humans.

Lin Duoduo knew what he was thinking at a glance, and tapped his helmet happily, "Can't you just take a few days off?"

"Why don't you try not eating for a few days?" Bai Xiao said.

Lin Duoduo was speechless. Well, zombies still eat humans after all. The zombie king just changes the way he eats.

"You do that thing yourself, and then I..." The zombie gave her some advice.

Lin Duoduo knocked on his helmet again.

On a hot summer day, after dinner, two humans and a zombie sat by the window to enjoy the cool air. Lin Duoduo taught Ge Xia how to play Gobang, while the zombie stood by, fanning himself and drinking some cooled dandelion tea.

Bai Xiao remembered that outside the gate of the community where he used to live, there were also a few old men playing chess in the evening. Under the golden sycamore tree, a group of people gathered together, making a lot of noise and it was very lively. He had only seen this on Sundays because he had to go to work on weekdays.

Now he knew why there was all the commotion.

The zombie always likes to give orders, and he couldn't stand two stupid humans. Lin Duoduo was so angry at the zombie's ungentlemanly behavior that she almost blocked his mouth with her feet.

Watching the humans and zombies fighting and playing, Ge Xia's uneasiness in his heart dissipated like mist in the wind.

(End of this chapter)