This is apocalyptic

Chapter 51: Past Events

It rained all day, starting in the morning. It kept drizzling, stopping for a while and then stopping for a while. The sky didn't clear up until the evening.

Lin Duoduo had finished weaving most of the bamboo baskets. The bamboo she had cut earlier had been used up, so she had to wait until the weather cleared up to cut another batch and then process them.

It was almost dark. Bai Xiao did a few pull-ups at the door frame, did some radio gymnastics for a while, and then looked at his eyes and wounds.

"Give me your medicinal wine and apply it on me. It may help to invigorate blood circulation and dissolve blood stasis and get rid of the corpse spots."

As he observed, he suddenly remembered the scorpion wine that Lin Duoduo had made.

Lin Duoduo thought he was daydreaming, but she still took out some wine from the house, carefully poured a lid, and gave it to the zombie that climbed over the wall.

"Too stingy." Bai Xiao looked at the pitiful little bottle cap.

"This is for applying, not for washing wounds." Lin Duoduo instructed, "Apply it and rub it for a while to let it take effect."

The wound from being bitten by zombies was still so terrible that Bai Xiao felt that he might never be able to adapt to it. Fortunately, it was no longer swollen, and the surrounding area was a little white, so he could see the tender flesh growing inside.

I applied the medicinal wine on the corpse spots on my arm and rubbed it vigorously for a while as Lin Duoduo said. I felt a little heat from the friction, and then a little coolness came with it as the alcohol evaporated.

"I don't know if it works. If it does, you will be the first person to cure zombies!" Bai Xiao felt that this achievement was amazing. Who would have thought that in this small, shabby village, there would be someone who could cure zombies.

"What's the use of being the first person?" Lin Duoduo asked.

"One honor can defeat countless people," said Bai Xiao.

“But there aren’t that many people.”

Lin Duoduo put away the medicinal wine and stared at Bai Xiao's arm. "Is it effective?"

"It shouldn't be that fast. It will take at least a few sessions. I'll rub it again tomorrow."

"We can't wait for the rain to come back. Go to the other side of the mountain road and cut some bamboo." Lin Duoduo gave orders.

Before she knew it, the zombie no longer needed her to lead him or follow her to learn. With just a word, he would get things done on his own.

the next day.

The rain stopped in the middle of the night, but the sky was still a little cloudy. Bai Xiao first went to another house to remove some materials and repaired the leak in his house. By the way, he let Uncle Cai and Erdan out. Now that it has stopped raining, there is no need to let them take shelter from the rain.

A qualified zombie king should care about his people.

He was busy until the afternoon, then he took a machete, wore long sleeves to cover the infected wound on his arm, and went to cut bamboo. When he reached the hillside, he glanced at the small courtyard where Aunt Qian lived, thought for a while, and then walked towards that direction.

As I approached the yard, I heard Aunt Qian's coughing, which was suppressed and uncomfortable, coming in waves, like an old bellows.

Tuk-tuk-tuk.

Aunt Qian didn't expect that the person Lin Duoduo brought back would come knocking on her door. She opened the door and looked at Bai Xiao without saying a word.

"It rained heavily these past two days, and my house is leaking. I just fixed it. Do you have a leaking house here? I'll help fix it."

The Zombie King looks quite human with sunglasses on, a warm-hearted and good neighbor.

Aunt Qian looked at him for a moment, stepped aside and said, "Yes, there are a few places. Thank you for your help."

Bai Xiao followed Aunt Qian into the yard and walked into the house. The house was simply furnished and clean, with a hard-packed floor, two benches, a table, and straw hats hanging on the wall.

The leak was in the corner of the house, and there was an iron basin underneath to collect the water. There was also a leak in the bedroom, but it was not serious, with water running down the roof to the wall.

Bai Xiao felt that if he hadn't come, she would have to make do with this forever.

He observed several leaking places and moved a ladder to the roof to take a look. After he came down, he said, "I'll go to the village to remove some tiles and replace them. Wait a moment."

After saying that, he left and returned to the village, where he dismantled and picked up things on the outskirts.

When I returned to Aunt Qian's yard, Aunt Qian's face looked a little pale, probably because she had just had a violent cough.

"Did Lin Duoduo's father...discuss this with you guys before?"

Bai Xiao climbed onto the roof and started repairing it while speaking.

Other names occasionally appear in the notes left by Lin Duoduo's father.

"Her father, I guess so. After all, there are only us." Aunt Qian said casually as she sat on a mat at the door.

That man went out the most often, but he also lived longer than the others. He was very smart and was a doctor. He was also one of the leaders in the village.

Aunt Qian moved her eyes and looked towards the direction of the village in the distance. In fact, she and Lin Duoduo's father knew each other before the disaster. At that time, Lin Huayou wore glasses and was a very gentle doctor. He had a bookish air and a bit of a weak personality. However, disasters change people. Lin Huayou, who had a child, became resolute and courageous. When there were fewer and fewer people in the village, he still stood up and did not give up going out to find a way to survive.

"He always believed that there was help out there, so he kept going out to look for it. Later, everyone got scared. There were more and more zombies outside. The zombies at that time were not like these ones," said Aunt Qian.

"What happened next?" Bai Xiao asked.

"In fact, her father had already found a shelter that year," Aunt Qian recalled, "but they were rejected. At that time, the test reagents were used up, so they could only stay in the observation area. Duoduo could go in, but they couldn't. He was worried, so he brought Duoduo back."

Bai Xiao was surprised. "Why? What test?"

Aunt Qian said, “Testing whether a person can turn into a zombie… In the past, zombies were all transformed from humans. It was a mess back then. You haven’t experienced that time—cough cough cough! Cough cough cough…”

Aunt Qian suddenly started coughing violently, she clenched her fists to cover her mouth, hunched over, and it took a long time for her to recover.

She didn't continue speaking, but looked into the distance. Under the gloomy sky, a cool breeze blew, ruffling her gray hair.

Everything that I experienced during those years has now gradually calmed down.

"It's okay now. After so many years, everything that needed to change has changed. If you can find it outside, you won't be rejected anymore." Aunt Qian said slowly.

The population after the disaster is very important. When Lin Duoduo's parents, Uncle Cai, she, and many other people who were not dead at the time sat together with candles, they had already speculated on most of the future. But many people did not survive.

Twenty years ago, those people and those things seem like yesterday.

"Since her father was found, why didn't he leave the address?" Bai Xiao was very sure that the address he found that year was not left in Lin Duoduo's survival guides.

"Later, they moved away, and that place became a ruin. This happened many years ago. Lin Huayou guessed that they must have gathered their forces and reunited somewhere else."

Aunt Qian leaned against the wall and pointed out the future path for the young man.

(End of this chapter)