This is apocalyptic

Chapter 250 249: What?

The chili sauce will be ready to eat in a few days. Seeing the zombies enjoying it, Lin Duoduo couldn't help but try it.

After tasting it a few more times, she was able to accept the taste a little bit, but she only used chopsticks to dip a small bit to taste it, and could not pick up a large amount of chopsticks like a zombie.

The jam was delicious, and Lin Duoduo, who made the jam, was even more amazing in Ge Xia's eyes.

Ge Xia had never made chili sauce and didn't know how to make it, nor jam. To her, it was the most delicious thing in the world, and it was sweet. She was younger than Lin Duoduo, and her living environment was poor, but she survived by stumbling.

When Lin Duoduo was a child, she had a family and a stable residence, although it was just a small mountain village.

Therefore, in Ge Xia's view, everything she made was omnipotent. After being processed by her, the wild grapes turned into sweet jam.

The hot days continued one after another. After the hottest time of the day, at noon, it was still hot outside at four or five in the afternoon, and I had no energy to do anything.

Since summer came, she stopped hanging out with the zombies, who accused her of being fickle, but it was just too hot.

When the weather was a little cooler, Bai Xiao carried her on his back in a new gold-inlaid coffin and went to the park to pick lotus pods.

The lotus seeds are very tender at this time, and there are late-blooming lotus flowers in the river in the park. I can come here every few days and pick some to take back.

Monday followed suit.

On such a hot day, the fresh zombie, wearing a raincoat and a helmet, followed Bai Xiao like a strange wilderness killer.

When the Zombie King went into the water, he locked it to a tree, picked the lotus pods and threw them on shore. Lin Duoduo picked them up with a large lotus leaf on her head, broke off the stems, threw them into the basket, and peeled one for herself to taste.

Some early-ripening water chestnuts were also thrown ashore by the zombies. He waded in the river in the park, working diligently, and occasionally threw ashore the strange fish that were gnawing at his feet underwater.

Lin Duoduo put it into the bucket with a clamp and took it back to feed the little monster.
After picking for an afternoon, her mouth was full of the taste of lotus seeds. Then she scooped a handful of them into the zombie's mouth.

The setting sun painted the blue sky with a touch of golden red. Zhou Yi was carrying a bucket of fish, Lin Duoduo was carrying lotus seeds and water chestnuts, and the Zombie King was leading the way in front.

Halfway through the walk, the Zombie King looked at the basket she was carrying, then turned to the old town to see if he could pick some ripe figs from the giant fig tree.

Many fruits have changed color, and there are no birds to eat them at this time, only insects occasionally gnaw on them. Without any handy tools, the zombie king pinched Lin Duoduo's slender waist and lifted her up, so that humans could press down the branches, pick them off and throw them into the basket on the ground.

"It's itchy, don't move."

It was not until the sun was about to set that he carried the full basket on his back.

When preparing to go back, the zombie suddenly turned his head and looked elsewhere, then said to the human, "There is something over there."

"What?" Lin Duoduo stopped.

The zombie said: "Human."

After hiding the basket and Monday in a small house on the side of the road, the Zombie King listened attentively, made a hushing gesture to Lin Duoduo, and walked away hiding in the ruins.

After finding a higher place, the Zombie King took Lin Duoduo to look in the direction where the noise came from. There were seven or eight people, dirty, but not as dirty and skinny as scavengers. They were a little better than scavengers, but far worse than the safe zone.

"Look what they're going to do."

Bai Xiao handed the gun on the coffin to Lin Duoduo, who held it in her hand.

The two men went out and circled behind them.

There were signs that zombies had been cleared out in the places they passed.

It was almost night when the two of them went back.

Ge Xia was a little worried because Lin Duoduo and the zombies rarely came back until dark when they went out, so she would check in front of the gate from time to time.

After returning, Bai Xiao asked Ge Xia: "Is there any settlement nearby?"

Those people also had homemade guns. They didn't look like ordinary scavengers, but more like the people from Chenjiabao.

He still remembered that he and Lin Duoduo had gone to Linchuan City and scavenged around the square, while the people in Chenjiabao had gone deeper into the search for supplies. It was indeed beneficial to stick together, as they could reach places that solitary survivors could not reach, and they could also find more supplies.

Ge Xia was a little confused when she heard that. She thought for a while and shook her head, "I don't know." She had never heard of any settlements, and because she was always afraid of strange scavengers, she always avoided places with people.

Bai Xiao nodded. After dinner, Lin Duoduo disassembled the gun and maintained it. The zombies went out under the cover of night.

The sky is clear and the moon is bright.

Dark shadows lurk in the ruins.

Occasionally, there are the screams of zombies on the streets.

When we arrived outside the building where the group was resting, we saw flickering flames inside, voices of conversation and snoring, and scattered old zombies surrounding them outside.

It's not quite in the city center, but it's not particularly far away either.

Bai Xiao stayed outside, sitting against the wall, looking at the cold moonlight and the staggering figures of the zombies.

The sound of conversation came from inside.

[There are really fewer zombies now]
[Don't be careless, Lao Song. It's more dangerous with fewer zombies. A monster might pop out from nowhere.]

The man called Lao Song made a "Puh-Puh" sound, as if he didn't like the other person's bad mouth.

[Maybe he's almost dead]
Going to a place like this requires a lot of attention.

Whatever you say, it works.

There are fallen zombies along the way, and it seems that they have been cleaned up by someone. This place is not considered the outskirts, and there are scavengers around, which means the environment is not that bad.

"Alas, this time I go back to spend a good winter, and then... I guess there won't be a next time." someone said.

Old Song made a "Puh, Puh" sound again and glared at the person who spoke.

The other party sneered and said, "People like you just can't accept reality."

Old Song stopped talking, sitting on the ground and staring at the flickering flames. What is reality? The reality is that everyone is going to die, and it will be in these few years.

Turning my head to look outside, I saw scattered old zombies on the street staggering around the building.

Eight people were either lying or sitting. Someone threw two pieces of wood into the fire. They leaned against the wall listlessly, a little absent-minded, and no one knew what they were thinking about.

On the other side of the wall, in the dark night, the big zombie stood with his back to the wall, leaning against him.

The people inside were unaware of it.

The moon is bright and the wind is clear.

The conversation inside gradually faded until a call was heard.

The fire gradually dimmed.

In the community, Lin Duoduo was not lying on the bed, but standing in front of the window, also looking at the moonlight outside the window.

Hearing the scattered movements of the zombies on the street, she looked over and saw a familiar figure coming back from outside.

When Bai Xiao went upstairs, she took the helmet that the zombie had taken off and put it aside. "Who is it?"

"Do you remember the other group of people from Chenjiabao that we met when we went to scavenge?"

Lin Duoduo was stunned for a moment when she heard this, but she quickly remembered that she and the zombies lived in that closed mountain village, and they met very few people. It was easy for her to recall that time when she went to help Aunt Qian get photos from her former home in the city.

"Them too?" Lin Duoduo had already forgotten which direction Chenjiabao was in.

"Almost. Someone similar."

(End of this chapter)