This is apocalyptic

Chapter 70: I am a zombie

At daybreak, Bai Xiao helped to tidy up the shed and moved the bicycles. Yu Ming, who heard the noise, came out of the house.

"Ready to leave?"

"Ah."

"Have a safe journey." The dark and thin uncle gave his blessing to the young man and walked under the melon rack nearby.

There were no fresh fruits on the melon racks in the yard. He said that Bai Xiao came at the wrong time. If he had come in summer, he could have picked some to eat on the way.

Bai Xiao asked: "Blessings to young people?"

"Yes."

"What if I wasn't so young?"

"Love it to death," said the uncle.

"You have a lot of opinions about people who survived the disaster like you." Bai Xiao said.

"Of course, I'll kill them with a fork."

Yu Ming replied, muttering to himself, "What the hell is going to happen if I give him a beating?"

Bai Xiao froze for a moment.

"It's too dark to talk to a young man like you. In any case, be more vigilant."

"…If I come back one day, I will definitely play a game of chess with you again."

Bai Xiao waved his hand.

——He bid farewell to this former young man who believed in light but had no hope.

Yu Ming didn't ask his name, and Bai Xiao forgot to say it.

Perhaps in his eyes, all young people are the same. Those who grew up after a disaster are the most innocent, and the ones who are most tired of trying to survive.

In the ruins after the disaster, the young figure gradually disappeared. Yu Ming stood in front of the yard and watched. This might be the last young man he saw, or maybe not.

The morning breeze made him feel a little cold, so he wrapped himself up in clothes and went back to the yard to get the harpoon to catch another river fish.

He was born in the city and would eventually die in this small village on the border of Northern Forestry Province.

The year the disaster occurred, the snow was very heavy and difficult to bear, but it has subsided now. But for young people, the disaster has just begun.

The sky in the distance is still gray.

The earth was a yellow-brown color with some lifeless green buds in it.

The road ahead was endless, and Bai Xiao wanted to go back for a moment, but when he thought of Lin Duoduo, he wanted to take a look at the shelter.

He has already caught a glimpse of the corner of the outside world. Not everyone is actively facing the end of the world and trying hard to survive. Giving up and watching the fireworks both exist.

Bai Xiao felt that he and Yu Ming had something in common in some respects - apart from the experiences of the past twenty years, the young Yu Ming was no different from him, as he came from a world without disasters.

Yu Ming has gained these twenty years of experience, and his life before the disaster is not much different.

Lin Duoduo is a real person who has never seen the world before the disaster, has never experienced prosperity, but has to face these terrible ruins.

The people before the disaster and the people after the disaster are separated.

This is not as simple as a generation gap. Although we live on the same land, we are in different worlds. Whether it is cognition, experience, or other things, they are all very different. All the things that happened when the disaster broke out have become the past. Everyone has different experiences and chooses different lifestyles.

There is a group of people waiting to watch the fireworks in Chenjiabao, a nerd uncle who is acting like a scumbag, and some people who grew up after the disaster and want to live.

Bai Xiao was riding a bicycle, carrying a harpoon and a knife, driving on the vast road. Everything he saw was covered with a layer of dust.

'Why do you want to do this?'

'You young people still have many years to live. If you want to live, you have to get together. That is your business. I will not get involved. Death is the end of it. I am also a victim. ''You young people are not wrong. This is the world you were born into. I am sorry, but it has nothing to do with me. '

“What the… fuck.”

Bai Xiao stopped the car and looked back in the direction of Linchuan City in the distance.

Yu Ming was not wrong, and Lin Duoduo was not wrong, but this is how the world is.

The next city is more than 200 kilometers away in a straight line, but the road is long and winding, and Bai Xiao has to stop to rest occasionally.

At a speed of 20 kilometers per hour, he can travel more than 100 kilometers a day. Tomorrow he will be close to the settlement called Chenjiabao.

He saw a stretch of factories, but the towering chimneys no longer emitted smoke.

Even the tall factory walls were covered with withered plants.

When night fell, there were no villages nearby. Bai Xiao, carrying a harpoon, came under an overpass. The railway running underneath had been buried by sand.

He picked up some dry grass and branches, lit a small fire, placed the iron box prepared by Lin Duoduo on the stand, and poured some water on it to heat it up.

Then he cut a small piece of the salted fish with a knife, put it in an iron box to cook, threw in a handful of locust flowers, and then took out a piece of dry food and chewed it while adding some dead branches to the fire.

"Flutter..."

The sudden noise made Bai Xiao's heart jump and he turned around to look around.

The sound gradually came closer, it was a group of bats.

He instantly put the helmet on his head and hugged his clothes tightly to avoid the attack of the bats.

The bats hit the helmet with a dull thud. Bai Xiao didn't know how there were bats in such early spring. Nearly two minutes had passed and they seemed to smell the scent of flesh and blood, flying around this half-zombie.

Bai Xiao calmly grasped the hatchet, and with the protection of the helmet, he chopped around him. After a few times, it was not very useful, so he changed to a stick, knocking down one and stepping on one to death.

Black bats fell into the fire, emitting a foul stench. They would not run away or avoid the fire. When only the last one was left, it still rushed towards this side.

After shooting down the last one and holding it in his hand, Bai Xiao moved closer to the firelight to observe it, and suddenly remembered what Yu Ming said - 'Time is running out'.

These bats have been infected and are showing up at unusual seasons and behaving unusually.

Bai Xiao put it under his feet and stepped on it to death. He raised his hand and saw small wounds on it caused by the bat's bite.

"I am a zombie..."

Bai Xiao calmly rinsed it with water. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably be infected, but he...

With a body temperature of 39 degrees, you should not be afraid of infection.

The iron box was knocked over. He rinsed the salted fish with water, put it in his mouth, chewed it carefully and swallowed it, then drank some water.

He was used to taking off his helmet and holding it in his arms when he slept, as it was more breathable. But in this wilderness, he still wore it on his head, holding the harpoon and leaning against the dry grass.

Thanks to the alertness he gained after being infected, he can wake up immediately when there is any movement.

At this moment, he was glad that Lin Duoduo did not go on the journey with him.

"Time is running out..."

Yu Ming's reminder echoed in Bai Xiao's ears. The deterioration of the current environment is gradually accelerating.

There was a dull pain from the small wound on his hand. It was a good thing to feel pain. He was most afraid of the kind of infection that would numb his flesh and blood and make them lose feeling.

I am a zombie.

Half asleep and half awake, he seemed to hear all things roaring softly, which sounded very similar to the screams of zombies.

(End of this chapter)