This is apocalyptic

Chapter 249: 248: Buried

If you look from a high-rise building in the city, zombies and small monsters are normal existences, while the two humans are out of place.

Including other scavengers, they all became outsiders and outliers.

Monday follows the Zombie King and always seems to have ADHD. Compared with the old zombies, it is a little too active.

This stupid zombie is useless except for its novelty. Bai Xiao put a waterproof cloth on it, cut a hole in the middle and put it on its head. It looks like a perverted murderer wearing a big raincoat and a motorcycle helmet.

Zombies are not afraid of rain, Bai Xiao just doesn't want its clothes to get rotten. He can't let it work naked, and a fresh zombie with naked buttocks just doesn't feel right.

The old zombies were a bit better, with skinny and dark torsos, and it didn't matter whether their clothes were tattered or not, but it was a bit indecent to be naked on a Monday.

The Zombie King also didn't want to go out with a perverted naked zombie, as it would affect his image.

The Zombie King, who lives deep in the city, would occasionally go out to the outskirts to check out the traces left by the scavengers outside and to see if there are any uninvited guests in the towns and villages farther away, so as to keep track of the surrounding dynamics.

I don’t know if it was the bowl of blood that was left behind that played a role, or if it was because the ruins were too huge, but it was very quiet and desolate outside, with only the occasional trace of scavengers.

There is a factory in the suburbs. It is empty inside and no one knows how many times useful things have been looted. Bai Xiao found a patch of wild grapes in the factory. He didn't know if it was originally this variety or if people had planted it in the past but it degenerated over the years and now a large patch of it has covered the walls.

He was a little surprised that the plants had not been pulled out by the roots. There were signs that they had been picked.

Thinking that there were people living nearby, Bai Xiao carefully walked around the area but found no traces of humans.

Finally, looking at the signs, it may be a tacit understanding of the scavengers to leave it here. The wild grapes are not yet ripe, and if you are hungry or thirsty and pass by here, you can make do with it.

Not finding anything useful in the factory, Bai Xiao looked at the wall of vines and followed the rules, picking some that looked almost ripe. He picked and chose until only small green vines were left, and then he left.

Lin Duoduo was still frugal. She didn't just wash and eat the food. As for the things brought back by the Zombie King, her first consideration was whether they could be preserved.

She made jam from a small basket of wild grapes. She washed and boiled a bunch of glass bottles and used them to hold the jam, which she put together with the chili sauce she made for the zombies.

After picking the peppers, she dried some of them and chopped some of them into chili sauce. Although she didn't like to eat it, she liked to watch the zombies eat it.

She had done this when she was in the mountain village and was very skilled at it. She picked the peppers, washed them, removed the green stems, and then cut and chopped them. Chopping the peppers was very stinging to the eyes, so Ge ​​Xia kept rubbing her eyes and had to follow behind to watch.

Her hands were still burning after chopping. She felt better after washing them with cold water, but they were still spicy. When the zombies came back, she stuffed her fingers into the zombies' mouths. The zombies always felt like they were sucking on spicy chicken feet because of the spicy fingers.

"Did you make hot sauce?" the zombie asked while slurping spicy human flesh.

"Well, we'll be able to eat it in a few days."

The zombies tasted all ten fingers, and the humans were satisfied, and the zombies were also satisfied.

Only Ge Xia watched in awe and silence as the human raised his hand, put his fingers in the zombie's mouth, and teased the zombie.

The third generation of luxurious double-door gold-inlaid mobile shelters has also been gradually completed.

The zombie king stripped off the interior of the old coffin and picked out the good ones to put into the new coffin. The old one was very worn out and could not block out the human scent, so it was always easy for zombies to follow it.

"What should we do with this old coffin?" Lin Duoduo felt a little regretful. This was the place where she had stayed for a very long time. She usually hid in the box and followed the zombies in and out.

"Let Zhuan Zhuan take it back." said the Zombie King.

"?" Seeing Lin Duoduo's confused look, the zombie smiled and stuffed her into the new coffin to see if it fit.

The third-generation mobile shelter was obviously more comfortable than the second-generation one. She could lie in it with her legs stretched out instead of squatting. The only drawback was that it looked more like a coffin.

There is nothing wrong with burying him directly like this.

"How is it?" The zombie knocked on the coffin.

"Yeah, perfect."

The human said in the coffin.

Bai Xiao tried to carry it on his back. The new coffin was heavier and could be used as a weapon.

Ge Xia looked at the zombies carrying the coffin and suddenly felt that they seemed to be going far away. He subconsciously reached out his hand. Bai Xiao put the coffin down again, opened the small window next to it, and put his finger inside.

Lin Duoduo clapped his hands, opened the coffin, stood up, and sat in the coffin with her hair hanging down, like a goddess.

The coffin was made but not used for the time being. I only took it out on Monday. It was very hot in the dog days, and the box was like a steamer. I would sweat every time. Unless I came back before noon, the zombies would worry that I would get heat stroke and suffocate to death.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and there are fewer clouds. The sky is blue, but there are no cicadas chirping. I always feel like something is missing, and the summer is not complete at all.

Without the cicadas, the place seemed somewhat empty and dead, and it was just pure stuffiness. During the hottest days, the zombies did not go out at noon, but hid in the corridor, fanning themselves with palm-leaf fans to avoid the heat.

Lin Duoduo laid two mats on the platform at the corner of the stairs. She and the zombie took one mat, and Ge Xia took the other. They either lay down or leaned against the wall to endure the high temperature.

The old zombie trapped in the room downstairs occasionally made some noise.

The wind blew through the window in the corridor, and it suddenly felt cool. In such hot weather, the little monster huddled in its nest, not wanting to be exposed to the sun.

Lin Duoduo is used to taking a nap at noon. Sometimes she goes to bed very late at night because of the zombies. The morning comes early. The early morning is the coolest time, so she has to get up at dawn. Therefore, she needs to take a rest during the hottest time of the day at noon when she can’t do anything.

But Ge Xia, with his eyes open, was not tired at all. He sat against the wall and fanned her.

We are very energetic when we are young.

Bai Xiao remembered that it was the same when he was in junior high school. He would rather brave the dean's dormitory inspection at noon and sneak around to play chess and read novels with his friends. In short, he could do anything except take a nap, because that was the age when he had the most energy.

Ge Xia still maintained the habit of a scavenger, wearing dark clothes, and looked very similar to Lin Duoduo in the past. When Lin Duoduo was in the building, she would wear cooler clothes, and her style had changed a lot from before.

Lin Duoduo was sleeping soundly. When she opened her eyes, she saw the two generals Heng and Ha standing on both sides. The zombie and Ge Xia were each fanning her with a fan. She rubbed her hair, looked at the zombie, then at Ge Xia, and suddenly felt that this was a good way to go.

It's okay even if I'm exploited by zombies every day.

She touched Ge Xia's head and put her other hand into the zombie's mouth.

"I love you all."

She was sleepy, and the wind blowing in from the window was mixed with the fragrance of grass and trees, and a little bit of the stench of rotting zombies.

No matter when the end of the world comes, at least now, they are happy.

(End of this chapter)