This is apocalyptic

Chapter 36: The People Are Unworthy of Great Use

Aunt Qian's waist was a little unsteady, so when she sat on the stool, she supported her waist with one hand and slowly sat down until she felt a little more comfortable.

"I brought this back from scavenging."

Lin Duoduo took out the sugar and wine from the basket that Bai Xiao was carrying and put them on the ground. Then she handed the canvas bag on her back to Aunt Qian. "The house has never been entered by scavengers. Maybe there are fewer and fewer people. They found a lot of things this time."

"You didn't encounter any danger, did you?"

"We encountered a big cat, but luckily, Bai Xiao held it down. There were also some... a strange team came into the city and I don't know what they were looking for. I guess they were going to the hospital."

As Lin Duoduo spoke, she took out a piece of paper. Bai Xiao didn't even notice when she put it away. The piece of paper had information about where the survivors were gathering.

"They came from here. Maybe... as you speculated before, a formal settlement will be established sooner or later. If you want to go, I will find a chance to observe."

Lin Duoduo handed the paper to Aunt Qian, who squinted her eyes and looked at it for a while, then put it down and said, "I'm an old woman, and I'm causing trouble wherever I go.

As for you, Duoduo, go if you can. But be careful. Although it is not as chaotic as in the early years, you still have to be on guard. "

As time goes by, more and more survivors gather together, and more and more groups like their village will slowly die out, and then disintegrate. The remaining people will find a way out again, and in the end only a few increasingly larger settlements will remain.

She glanced at the tall Bai Xiao who was wearing sunglasses and asked, "Where is he from too?"

"He is not, he... is just a scavenger, and we happened to meet." Lin Duoduo said.

"Take off your glasses and let me see them." Aunt Qian said to Bai Xiao.

Many times, you can tell a person’s true colors from his eyes. No matter what kind of person he is, you can always reveal some information about him. But when he wears sunglasses, it becomes harder to see through him. Sunglasses can hide a person’s thoughts very well.

"Ah?" Lin Duoduo turned around.

Bai Xiao was also stunned for a moment, "I am sick and my eyes are not good."

"pick up."

"..."

Bai Xiao thought about it, then slowly took off his sunglasses, revealing his eyes.

Aunt Qian was stunned for a moment and frowned.

"I have conjunctivitis. I accidentally contracted the bacteria. It's quite scary." Bai Xiao rubbed his eyes.

Aunt Qian stared at it for a moment and said, "Pink eye disease... In the past, it would have been cured with eye drops."

Lin Duoduo gestured for him to put it on quickly, and said, "There's no one left in the village. Aunt Qian, you can farm and do sewing. It's better to have someone to help you than to be alone. Otherwise, I'll go and take a look secretly. If it's reliable, I'll take you there."

"You're old, and you don't want to leave or move. But you really should think about where you want to go."

Aunt Qian waved her hand and pointed to the vegetable garden in the yard, "See what's ripe and pick some yourself."

Then she stopped talking, squinted her eyes in the sunlight, and slowly opened the canvas bag that Lin Duoduo brought back from the city.

Bai Xiao carried the basket on his back and did not move. He wanted Lin Duoduo to take something that could be used as seeds, but he did not say anything.

Lin Duoduo seems to be somewhat similar to Aunt Qian, but also somewhat different. Aunt Qian is a member of the generation that has fully experienced the disaster, but Lin Duoduo is not. However, she also does not want to leave here, and is too lazy to plant anything. She just lives like this day after day.

They both wanted the other to leave here and find another way out.

They were the only two left in the village.

Lin Duoduo picked two cucumbers, threw them into the basket on Bai Xiao's back, said hello and prepared to leave.

After leaving the house, Bai Xiao looked back. Aunt Qian was sitting under the eaves, with a rifle standing by the door, quietly staying there. Although she was in her forties, she looked older, as if she had been lost in time, or as if she was reminiscing about the past, the days before the disaster.

Walking a little further, the village looked less shabby from here, just lifeless.

Uncle Cai is still wandering around the village.

"I've heard villagers mention it occasionally. Aunt Qian was pregnant like my mother when the disaster happened, but they made a different choice than my parents." Lin Duoduo walked in front and whispered, "Otherwise, the child would be a few months younger than me."

Bai Xiao walked forward carrying the basket.

"She mentioned to me before that if she were ten years younger, she would be my godmother. I said it's okay now, but she refused," said Lin Duoduo.

"If she was ten years younger, she would still be able to protect you." Bai Xiao saw the big elm tree from afar, "But now that she's old, she can only be a burden to you, so she probably refused."

"Do you want her to go to that settlement?" Bai Xiao asked.

"She won't last a few years if she continues like this," Lin Duoduo said. "The people they lived with before the disaster were different from us. They get old very quickly when they are alone."

Bai Xiao was silent.

Of the people who once helped each other in the village, only she and the young Lin Duoduo are left.

A gloomy courtyard and people who are gradually getting older.

The elm seeds are a bit old, but they are still edible, just not as fresh and tender. Bai Xiao is tall, so he can pick them quickly.

"Elm bark can be ground into powder and made into elm bark noodles." Bai Xiao suddenly said while looking at the bark.

"If you want to eat it, grind it yourself. There is a grinding wheel in the yard next door." Lin Duoduo said.

"Can you take Erdan over there, tie him to the millstone, blindfold him, and then find a piece of meat to hang around his neck... Why are you looking at me like that?" Bai Xiao asked.

"You're also a zombie. Can I tie you up there?" Lin Duoduo said disdainfully. "It's so old that it staggers when it walks. You're different. I just walk in front of you and you follow behind... You even collapsed my shed today. You have too much strength and don't know where to use it."

Lin Duoduo got angry when talking about the shed. Why would she use all her energy to grind the mill instead of ruining the shed?

He also wanted to catch Erdan, who could barely walk steadily, and force him to grind the mill.

"I am the Zombie King. Have you ever heard of a king turning his own mill?"

"I just realized that you have evil intentions."

As for the Zombie King, if they weren't so old, they would have definitely overthrown him.

He picked a full basket of elm seeds and filled the snakeskin bag in the basket as well. Bai Xiao carried two large bags and a large basket on his back, in his hands, and on his shoulders.

"Aunt Qian didn't recognize that I was infected."

“After all, no one has ever seen a zombie that can talk and walk around carrying a basket,” said Lin Duoduo.

"So I don't have to wear sunglasses?"

"You're far away, so she can't see it carefully. If she were closer, she might still be suspicious."

As they were talking, Erdan wandered over nearby, completely unaware that some self-proclaimed king wanted him, his subject, to grind the millstone.

It swayed as if it would fall down at any moment.

Lin Duoduo didn't push it with the stick, but just quickened her pace and she and Bai Xiao got rid of it.

(End of this chapter)