This is apocalyptic

Chapter 69: Young People Who Believe in the Light
Noah's Ark.

In the Bible, the world was corrupt before God and full of sin, so God wanted to destroy them and their land.

After forty days and forty nights, the floodwaters covered the earth, and all living things with flesh and breath died.

Only Noah's Ark escaped this divine punishment and reappeared on the new land after the flood receded.

"There is no God in the world, and no one can create a flood that sweeps the world." Bai Xiao said.

"Then there's probably no hope. Or, we can develop antibodies," Yu Ming said. "The virus is mutating all the time. It was originally targeted at humans, but it's different now than it was 20 years ago. With today's medical technology... I don't know if that day will ever come."

The setting sun is gradually sinking in the sky, painting the horizon a magnificent red glow.

The setting sun cast a long shadow on his thin body. He had just graduated from college the year the zombie outbreak occurred. After that, there was endless suffering.

Yu Ming's body is a little hunched. Even though he insists that he is a young man, he has lived for twenty years after the disaster. Time never stops or passes according to human will.

Maybe his mental state has not changed much in the past twenty years, but physical aging is inevitable. He is really no longer young. The days of clacking on the keyboard seem like yesterday. After the disaster, young people have grown like weeds, bursting with youthful vitality, and then facing this world.

"My brother's house is still empty." Yu Ming pointed to the distance.

"No, I'll be fine here." Bai Xiao sat on the reclining chair under the shed. "The conditions outside are much worse than this."

"That's right." Yu Ming did not persuade him any further. After all, it was a place to shelter from the wind and rain. He often stayed there to enjoy the cool air in the summer evenings.

The two generations, one old and one young, were silent for a while, and Yu Ming took two salted fish and threw them over.

"Don't refuse. I'm like this. It doesn't matter if I eat more or less."

The sun had already set, the sky in the distance was gray, and birds were flying overhead.

As the night deepened, the stars began to appear.

The night wind was still a little chilly, so Yu Ming went back to the house and put on a thick coat, then came out and sat under the big tree in the yard, chatting with this young man who had grown up after the apocalypse.

"Are you really not planning to move to another place? At least you can have someone to play chess with you every day."

"People with strong hearts don't need to gather in groups." Yu Ming said that he is spiritually rich enough. "Before the disaster, I could stay at home for three months, and I could even order takeout. To be honest, gathering with a group of people is actually a bother for me."

“Won’t it be depressing?”

"Occasionally, only late at night. It must be because I'm really old, so I have a kind of kindness towards young people. Twenty years ago, I hated children the most because of their screaming. You must have been an annoying kid when you were a child." Yu Ming said with a smile.

"I was quite quiet when I was a child." Bai Xiao also smiled.

Yu Ming smiled for a while and said, "Do you know what the luckiest thing in my life is?"

"What is it?"

"My family bought a house for me, and I took on a huge debt at a young age. I don’t have to pay back the loan of more than one million yuan." Yu Ming suddenly laughed.

Bai Xiao was stunned.

Yu Ming laughed enough and gradually calmed down. He picked up the water at hand and took a sip.

"Tell us about the past?" Bai Xiao asked.

"Before? What's there to say?"

"If you haven't experienced it, you'll be curious." "Haha."

Yu Ming laughed. His expression could not be seen in the darkness. He was silent for a while and said, "Actually, there is nothing much to say. It's just... the year the disaster happened, there was a lot of snow and it was very difficult to endure. The streets were full of zombies. The zombies were very fierce at that time."

He thought those memories had faded over the past twenty years, but when he talked about them now, he suddenly realized that those scenes were still vivid in his mind.

"I had just graduated and was looking for a job. Then my family left and died in the zombie apocalypse. My friends also turned into zombies. The farewell on graduation day was a farewell forever."

Yu Ming spoke in a calm tone, as if he was talking about someone else.

"Sorry, I wanted to... I didn't expect to make you think of this." Bai Xiao said after a moment of silence.

"It's nothing. It's been so long." Yu Ming waved his hands in the dark.

"Actually, I'm quite lucky. I'm not married, and I don't have any children. I live alone. Death will put an end to everything. When I was fleeing famine in those years, I saw a lot of... well... some women who bought food for their children..."

He paused and did not continue, but changed the subject: "So I always feel that I am very lucky. I have also seen some people with mental problems who always feel that their relatives are still alive, and then they run outside in a daze and are torn apart by zombies."

He spoke calmly.

"They used to call me a homebody, but I never felt there was anything wrong with living alone. Maybe I was born indifferent. After coming to this village, some people in the village couldn't stand this environment. When they found clues about gathering places or organizations, they left and never came back. But I have lived here for so many years.

"It may also have something to do with the fact that my life was so bad before I came here. I was hiding and hiding. After the disaster lasted for more than a year, I thought I was going to die. It was only after I came here that I felt stable."

Yu Ming leaned against the big tree. At that time, the tree was not so thick, and this was not his yard. Later, there were few people in the village and the danger outside was lower, so he broke through the walls of the houses side by side.

"The old guys who have lived from before the disaster to the present are different from you young people. They are really different at all."

"Did you renovate this yard yourself?" Bai Xiao asked.

“No, there was a very good brother two years ago. We two gradually changed him, but that bastard didn’t make it.” Yu Ming said.

"You knew each other before the disaster?"

"No way, we only met later." Yu Ming said, "Friends before the disaster should all be dead... Maybe there are still some alive, but I guess I won't see them anymore."

There are no letters, no carriages, and only wandering zombies in this post-disaster land. Even if some people are alive, they are as good as dead. All contact has been cut off and they will never see each other again in this life.

Although he didn't see their staggering figures, at least he still had a hope and could believe that they were not dead. When Yu Ming was scavenging, he saw the most beautiful girl in his high school class. She was no longer so eye-catching, just one of the many zombies. He also saw his former neighbors and the owner of the convenience store downstairs - he went back to his home, the house that he had mortgaged for thirty years, but it was no longer his home.

There are still too many zombies that are not trapped in the house. Their faces are unrecognizable due to the wind and rain. They have no name or surname and no place to go, so they wander around all day long.

The courtyard was quiet.

The uncle leaned comfortably against the big tree, gazing at the stars in the sky.

"Sometimes when I look up at the night sky, I feel that life is very short and human history is just a tiny flash of light. Nothing is eternal, and if it is destroyed just like this, it seems normal."

After a long time, the uncle stood up, brushed off the dust and said.

"You still have a long journey ahead of you, so take a rest early and get some rest."

Then he went back to the house, and in the distance the only sound was the wind in the dark night.

At night, a few coughs could occasionally be heard from the house, intermittent, suppressed and low, until the sky began to lighten.

(End of this chapter)