This is apocalyptic

Chapter 52: Don't catch a cold

After repairing Aunt Qian's house, Bai Xiao came down from the ladder. This ladder was also very old and a little unstable in the middle, so he had to be very careful not to break it.

Next time it rains, there will be no more leaks.

"Is there anything else I can do?" Bai Xiao asked after coming down.

"No, everything else is fine." Aunt Qian waved her hand, "You shouldn't be short of food, right?"

"Well, I went into the mountains a few days ago and the harvest was pretty good." Bai Xiao said.

Aunt Qian was silent for a while, then asked, "How is the situation in the mountains now?"

"The situation in the mountains...is not good, but it's not the worst."

Bai Xiao told about the situation of the deer she encountered. She, Lin Duoduo's family, and the villagers were a small group back then. She should know the situations speculated in the notes.

That's why he and Lin Duoduo went outside to find a way out.

The way out that Aunt Qian talked about is not a simple place to live, but a way to fight the future.

Unfortunately, she has been in the village for too long. Now, after many years, the zombies are less dangerous and she is old. She doesn’t know the situation outside and can only give some limited guidance.

"Do you think the shelter can be trusted?" Bai Xiao asked her.

"Although it was terrible at times, it was still the best choice," Aunt Qian said. "In this world, there are never extra choices. Lin Huayou was rejected at first, but he still believed."

Bai Xiao bid farewell to Aunt Qian and walked away along the path. When he looked back, Aunt Qian had not gone back. She was still standing at the door, looking at the village in the distance.

Under the gloomy sky, the wild grass swayed in the breeze, and the branches and leaves were lush. In contrast, the quiet village in the distance exuded a sense of desolation.

I wonder how many zombie bones are buried under the lush weeds.

She looked at the land in the distance, just as she had looked at it back then, and this was the world she had planned to bring her child into, and then she gave up.

The young man's figure walked farther and farther away, and the door creaked closed, making an old sound, as if someone lived here.

Bai Xiao went to the bamboo forest beside the valley, which was not far from the entrance of the mountain.

The bamboo that Lin Duoduo usually uses is cut here and brought back, and the bamboo shoots she dug before were also found nearby.

While looking for bamboo to chop, he thought about what he had heard from Aunt Qian.

Bai Xiao seemed to have grasped something. Those zombies did not appear at the beginning, but were mutated from normal people one after another. So when Lin Duoduo's father was looking for rescue, he found a shelter, but because the industry was shut down at that time, the testing reagents were gone, so he could only stay in the observation area.

The observation area, as the name suggests, is where people are likely to mutate into zombies.

The new generation of young people who grew up after the disaster, such as Lin Duoduo, will not have this problem, because they should have changed long ago.

They tied the cut bamboos together and walked back along the still wet mountain road.

Lin Duoduo was wandering around the village.

"The temperature difference is huge these two days, be careful and remember to cover yourself with a blanket at night." Bai Xiao reminded while thinking about something, "I just saw Aunt Qian has a cold and has been coughing."

Without cold medicine, he was worried that it would develop into pneumonia. The mortality rate in this world is too high and even minor illnesses can be very troublesome.

Lin Duoduo put the bamboo down and waited for the weather to clear up before taking it to dry. Bai Xiao went out again and dug up some of the grass that he had used last time on the hillside. The grass roots could be boiled in water to drink, as he had not forgotten.

It is very effective in preventing minor illnesses such as headaches and fevers.

Bai Xiao put down the grass roots and suddenly remembered the first aid kit that Lin Duoduo found when he went to the city to scavenge. There wasn't much in it that he could use, but there was a thermometer.

"Where did you throw that thermometer?" he shouted.

"What are you looking for?" Lin Duoduo was still on the street. The advantage of having few people was that she could just shout and people would hear her not far away.

"I haven't used this kind of high-tech equipment for testing since I was infected." At least, they can't make it in this village.

These pre-disaster industrial products that can only be found when scavenging have very high technological content under current conditions.

Soon, Lin Duoduo found the industrial artifact before the disaster - the thermometer.

Bai Xiao studied it for a while, fortunately it was not the kind that you put in your mouth, otherwise it would not be very useful after he used Lin Duoduo. Holding it under his arm, Bai Xiao felt that there should be some changes in himself, but without a comprehensive physical examination, it was difficult to tell exactly what was different.

"Do you know what the normal body temperature of a zombie is?" Lin Duoduo asked.

"Do you know?" Bai Xiao was surprised.

"I don't know. I haven't measured the temperature of a zombie before." Lin Duoduo pointed outside. Thinking of measuring the temperature of Uncle Cai and Erdan, she felt it was ridiculous. "Who would do such a thing?"

"You'll know right away."

Bai Xiao always felt hungry. Although he could now suppress the urge to drool over Lin Duoduo, he was just enduring it, not that he didn't feel hungry.

Counting silently in his mind, after about five minutes, Bai Xiao took out the thermometer, took a look at it, and was stunned.

"What's wrong? How much?" Lin Duoduo was curious.

"39.6..."

Bai Xiao said this number and reached out a hand to touch his forehead, "I think I have a fever."

"So what's wrong with you?"

"Actually, I've been feeling unwell the whole time, but I didn't tell you. Please don't get so close to me."

"Oh, I think this is your normal temperature." Lin Duoduo said.

Bai Xiao also felt that this was the case, but he didn't want to admit it. "Let's test it again tomorrow."

Only his eyes looked like zombies, so maybe he could find a way to relieve the symptoms sooner or later. But if his body temperature remained at this high level, it meant that he was not just slightly mutated like his appearance, but also different from normal humans inside his body.

Lin Duoduo looked at him without saying anything. Although he often joked that he was the zombie king, deep down in his heart, Bai Xiao never thought of himself as a zombie.

"A high body temperature means that the cells are active, and without energy replenishment, they will quickly consume themselves. That's why those zombies decay quickly, and I always feel hungry?"

Bai Xiao tried to analyze it with his limited knowledge of biology, but he had little experience in medicine and physiology.

"Really?" Lin Duoduo seemed to understand.

"It may also be that my body has been fighting the zombie virus all the time and has never stopped..."

He vaguely remembered that birds generally have high body temperatures and fast metabolism. For example, bats have a body temperature of about 40 degrees. They are immune to most viruses and can coexist with viruses.

"You are already a zombie, you won't fight back, right?" Lin Duoduo put forward her own guess.

"Zombies eat people. I didn't eat you."

Bai Xiao thought and said: "In the eyes of real zombies, you are just a fragrant chicken leg, delicious and fragrant."

Lin Duoduo nodded, and roughly understood why Bai Xiao was drooling before.

Bai Xiao was a little distracted as he thought about it, and thought: "Am I now living next door to a chicken leg?"

Lin Duoduo squatted on the ground and tilted her head.

"I was worried that this chicken leg would catch a cold, so I told it to cover itself with a blanket at night." Bai Xiao fell into deep thought.

(End of this chapter)