This is apocalyptic

Chapter 59: Friday
After the old zombie took off the basket, Bai Xiao locked him in a yard.

Although Uncle Cai and Erdan were outside, she had long been accustomed to their presence. If there was one more out of the blue, Lin Duoduo would not be used to it, but if he wandered to the other side of the hillside and was cleaned up by Aunt Qian, that would not be good.

The street urchin became two.

Under Lin Duoduo's gaze, the Zombie King wandered around with his subject every day, either to the distant village or to the hillside, and even took it with him when collecting the fish baskets.

Lin Duoduo saw him feed the loach to the zombie.

It's like finding a companion.

When he was collecting the fish basket, he saw Aunt Qian from afar. The old lady didn't come over, but just took a deep look at the figure wandering with the zombie, and then left.

Occasionally there would be larger fish in the fish basket. Bai Xiao would take out a date from his pocket and put it in his mouth. He would look at Aunt Qian's back as she left in the distance and then take the fish back.

"Let's get a smaller bamboo basket so it can carry the fruits on its back." Bai Xiao said.

Lin Duoduo glanced at the zombie king, then at the zombies.

"You can't let it in." She pointed at the door.

"It doesn't come in."

"Have you given up on being a human being?"

"I just found a helper."

Bai Xiao saw that Lin Duoduo was still walking unnaturally, and asked, "Are you going to become a cripple?"

"Why are you such a bad-mouthed zombie? I'm just not fully recovered yet, it's not a big deal."

Lin Duoduo bent her legs and stretched them.

"Let me teach you how to do radio gymnastics." Bai Xiao suddenly said.

"That? Is it useful?"

"Of course, it improves balance, coordination, and... you'll know if you try it."

Seeing Bai Xiao's confident look, Lin Duoduo was confused and followed him hesitantly.

Humans learn radio gymnastics from zombies.

Bai Xiao was very happy.

He just wanted to see Lin Duoduo jumping around. He was so free that he took the old zombie to catch fish. It was actually quite nice to see a lively girl doing radio gymnastics with a serious face.

Having said that, stretching is always helpful, especially in the cold winter. In the past, it was very cold during the winter break, and I would even sweat after doing a set of dance.

“If you are accidentally infected by zombies in the future and can retain a little consciousness, your hands and feet will become stiff and sluggish, which will come in handy.” Bai Xiao always thinks of danger.

"Not everyone is like you." Lin Duoduo ruthlessly pointed this out.

Unless you deliberately seek death or are harmed by some malicious people, it is difficult to be infected by zombies in today's environment.

"I'll make that old zombie the imperial guard with a basket, and you'll be the imperial dancer!"

The Zombie King waved his hand and Lin Duoduo became an official.

Lin Duoduo knocked on his helmet hard, dong dong. The sky gradually darkened. After dinner, Bai Xiao did not tell Lin Duoduo the abridged version of Pan Jinlian. He picked up the broken guitar and said, "I'll sing a song for you."

"We?" Lin Duoduo looked around in confusion.

"Zombies have rights too, I tell you. We will resolutely defend the rights of our people."

In the small courtyard after the end of the world, there rang out songs that did not belong to this era.

The human was listening to the zombies singing, sitting on a mat and fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan.

Ever since capturing this zombie, Lin Duoduo has truly felt that everything is getting better, but she doesn't know how long it will last.

The leaves on the mountain turned yellow and fell.

The late-ripening persimmons were picked and washed, then peeled by Lin Duoduo, and blanched in boiling water, ready to be dried into persimmon cakes.

When drying, they need to be pinched every two days. Bai Xiao is not familiar with this, so he just takes his guards with baskets and wanders around the land to familiarize himself with the environment.

He found red beans in the deserted village, mixed with weeds. They grew very weakly and were not very full. It was even possible that they would disappear in two years.

The days passed one by one. Without a calendar, it was difficult to grasp the exact time. One morning when frost fell, Bai Xiao realized that it was already the end of autumn without him knowing.

There are a lot of firewood piled neatly under the shed. I pick up some when I go out occasionally. There are coarse and fine firewood here. There is no plum rain season like in the south, but the winter is also very cold. If you want to live comfortably, you have to start preparing very early.

Without looking at the frost in the early morning, just looking at Lin Duoduo's various reserves, one can feel that winter is not far away.

Lin Duoduo's limp slowly recovered and no longer looked unnatural, which made Bai Xiao breathe a sigh of relief. First, living with a limp makes life more difficult in this world. Second, Lin Duoduo's legs are very long, and it would be a pity if such beautiful legs became lame. Third, even if she accidentally turned into a zombie in the future, she would be able to run faster and bite others.

The earth looked even more desolate in the autumn colors. Before winter came, Lin Duoduo took him to the city to scavenge for scraps again. Riding the tricycle, one man and one zombie went to the city to pick up scraps. This time they did not meet other scavengers. When they passed a gas station on the way, Bai Xiao got off and took a look. It was empty. It had been emptied a long time ago when the disaster began.

In fact, they should have come to scavenge earlier, but Lin Duoduo's legs were not in good condition before, so they were a few days late. There are always various accidents in the apocalypse, and plans will be disrupted if you are not careful.

Wearing thick clothes, Bai Xiao had a safe journey. After several trips into the mountains, he had realized the power of himself as a new zombie. As long as he wore thicker clothes and a helmet, he was much stronger than the last time he entered the city. At that time, he was still a vegetarian zombie, but now he eats meat and exercises, which is a completely different story.

The cooperation between the two has also become stronger, but when Lin Duoduo sits in the truck, she always feels that the Zombie King is a human being, not a zombie.

The tricycle set out and came back, walking on the highway and on the dirt road. Every time he went to the city, Bai Xiao felt that all the people on this land had disappeared, and only their appearance was left.

It is so desolate, especially in late autumn. There are not as many thriving wild flowers and grasses as the last time I went out. The earth looks desolate.

When they returned to the village, they saw the zombies coming to greet them. Bai Xiao gave the zombie carrying the basket a name, Friday. Like Uncle Cai and Erdan, it also had a name.

"Why is it called this name?" Lin Duoduo felt that this name was very special.

"Because before the disaster, after Friday, it was the weekend, which represented hope," said Bai Xiao.

"Let a zombie represent hope?" Lin Duoduo asked.

"Why don't you change your name to Friday? Then you will represent hope."

Bai Xiao greeted Friday, the strongest old zombie in the distant village. Now carrying a basket on his back, he no longer looked so scary.

"There are more old zombies in the village now than people." Lin Duoduo looked at Erdan, Uncle Cai, and Friday.

Suddenly I felt that this was not so bad. If they died one day, there would still be movement in the village, and these zombies would continue to live.

(End of this chapter)