This is apocalyptic

Chapter 60: Where is the Shelter?

A few days after the frost fell, it became foggy in the morning.

The weather is getting colder day by day.

When I got up early in the morning, it was all white outside and the visibility was only about ten meters.

In an era without straw burning and car emissions, the fog was still thick. Bai Xiao was lying on the wall and couldn't even see Lin Duoduo washing herself. He could only see her outline.

"When zombies were still dangerous, what should we do if there was heavy fog?" Bai Xiao asked.

"Stay home."

Lin Duoduo doesn't like winter because it rises late, is cold, and sometimes it's foggy and snowy.

Maybe it was because I was influenced by my parents, who also hate winter - or maybe it could be said that people after a disaster don't like this season.

In the past, when disasters struck, many people died in the winter, and a heavy snowfall was enough to leave many dead bones on the land.

Lin Duoduo put on her long johns and asked, "Are you cold?" Bai Xiao had a high body temperature, so the cold weather would be even more difficult for him to endure.

"It's cold, but I exercise and can increase my resistance to the cold," said Bai Xiao.

Lin Duoduo didn't believe it, so she lifted up the zombie king's trouser legs and saw that he was also wearing long johns.

"Better resistance to cold?" Lin Duoduo asked.

"Of course it's better to keep warm."

Bai Xiao went out. He didn't know whether the river would freeze in winter. He had to observe it carefully. It would be difficult to catch fish if it froze. He had to move less to reduce the consumption of his body...

Thinking of this, Bai Xiao was suddenly stunned. He remembered that when he lived in the countryside in winter, he would stay on the kang and rarely go out.

There was thick fog and everything outside was white. This was Bai Xiao's first winter in the apocalypse. He couldn't see clearly what was far away. No matter it was the dilapidated houses or the hillside in the distance, they were all shrouded in fog.

Walking in the white, he listened to the noise he didn't know whether it was made by Uncle Cai or Friday, and thought of the people in the past.

When the zombies were rampant, this kind of weather represented terror, and no one knew what dangers were hidden in the fog.

When they were about to leave the village, a haggard face appeared in the fog. It was Friday, staggering along carrying his basket on his back. When Bai Xiao made some noise, he came over.

"It's cold, isn't it? But you won't freeze to death..."

Bai Xiao didn’t know if he would be frozen to death, so he walked around outside for a long time, but couldn’t see clearly because of the fog, so he went back.

"Will the zombies freeze to death?" Bai Xiao asked, "I know Uncle Cai and his friends have lived through many winters. Have you ever seen a zombie that was frozen to death?"

"Yes, there used to be a pond on the other side of the mountain. In winter, if zombies fell into it, they would freeze to death." Lin Duoduo said.

That pond has long since disappeared.

Bones were exposed in the dry soil.

As the sun rose higher, the fog gradually dissipated and was no longer so hazy. Lin Duoduo found some hay and straw and wrapped the water well with a thick layer.

Even this is not safe. Sometimes the weather is too cold and the well will still freeze. At that time, you have to boil hot water to water the plants.

However, this winter has been much better with Bai Xiao as a zombie neighbor, as we have more supplies for the winter. Although it seems that he is just strolling around with a zombie doing nothing, he actually brings back things most of the time.

And that Friday was also a good helper to Bai Xiao.

Animals are also preparing for winter. Bai Xiao couldn't catch snakes and frogs when he went to the fields and rivers again. He felt a little regretful. He slowed down his exercise pace and prepared to learn from Lin Duoduo, moving less and resting more. This is how winter should be spent.

Many of the ballpoint pens he found while scavenging were unusable, but occasionally there were some that could be used. He lay on the table and carefully drew the map bit by bit. "I'll look for a shelter when spring comes," Bai Xiao said.

"what?"

Lin Duoduo was stunned for a moment, then fell silent, staring into the distance in a daze.

The zombies will leave, and she is prepared for it.

After a while she said, "Don't let anyone find out you're a zombie. Hide well."

"Don't worry, maybe the shelter far away has already restarted its industry...it just missed you. Wait for me to bring back good news then."

Bai Xiao and Lin Duoduo stayed in the yard as winter was approaching, and talked about his plans for the coming spring.

All the speculations in the notes left by her family must have been made by people far away as well. After all, the power of an individual is not as great as that of a collective. Perhaps the people in the shelter have already prepared to deal with everything.

——Maybe there is a solution.

"If rescue comes here, you can leave directly after you confirm it's safe. You don't have to wait for me. Just leave a note. Maybe I'll go in the opposite direction and can't find them, but you'll wait for them and they'll find me."

He thought about all the possibilities. In this vast land, finding a shelter might be easy or very difficult. Nothing could be certain.

Lin Duoduo looked at Bai Xiao, "Are you ready?"

Bai Xiao said: "We still have a whole winter, we can prepare in any way."

Lin Duoduo nodded. Yes, there is still a whole winter. It will be a good time to travel when spring comes next year and flowers bloom.

The temperature was dropping day by day, and Lin Duoduo cut the Zombie King's hair again. This time, he left it a little longer. If it was cut too short in winter, the head would be cold. Bai Xiao also got used to this kind of perfunctory and untidy hair. No one would see it anyway.

The sun has been good these days, so Lin Duoduo took out the quilts to dry them. There is no shortage of these things. So many people died in the past, so you can find a lot of them anywhere.

It's not time to cover yourself with a quilt in this weather, but Bai Xiao has a high body temperature and may be more sensitive to lower temperatures, so he took it out in advance.

The quilt that has been exposed to the sun becomes soft, has a scent of sunshine, and feels warm when covered on the body.

At night, Bai Xiao hid in the warm bed. The wind was very strong at night, making the windows rattle. The whistling sound was like the resentment of ghosts, echoing in this small mountain village.

Sometimes it is cloudy for several days in a row, and when the sun comes out again, the heat is obviously not as strong as before. Even on sunny days it is still chilly and the wind feels like a knife.

Winter is coming. There is more ice on the riverside, the soil in the fields is frozen hard, and there is a desolate scene.

As autumn goes and winter comes, all things come to rest.

Lin Duoduo sat on the doorstep basking in the sun, like a farmer.

What's out there?
She was thinking that she had been out before, observing the so-called settlements from a distance, and found that they did not have the order her father had described, so she came back.

Does a shelter that is orderly, formal, official, and treats men, women, young and old equally really exist?
"That human."

The zombies are shouting next door.

She tilted her head lazily, and Bai Xiao appeared from the top of the wall with a toothbrush in his hand. "The bristles of this toothbrush have all fallen off. Get a new one."

After a pause, he added: "Not the ones you used."

"Poor and particular."

Lin Duoduo went back to the house and looked around, then gave him a new one instead of the precious toothbrush. Only good quality toothbrushes can be used for so long without shedding bristles. Those inferior ones would have rotted away over a long period of time, so each one is very precious.

(End of this chapter)