This is apocalyptic

Chapter 79 078: That Human

They like to live in groups, have strong clustering ability, have high intelligence, and often wander on branches in autumn and winter, eating carrion.

That was the crow before the disaster.

Today's crows have obviously changed, becoming scavengers and more susceptible to infection than herbivores.

Each animal has different habits after being infected. At least Bai Xiao has never seen one that would attack people following the light of fire.

Bai Xiao listened carefully in the darkness; the flock of crows had already flown away.

"No single factor would lead to the current situation. This is the result of everyone's efforts." Zhang sighed, "There were all kinds of diseases before the disaster, including various kinds of diseases. You may not know how they were transmitted, but those zombies... most of the extremists you think of were also from this group in the beginning. They were not celebrating, they just knew that sooner or later they would become zombies."

Bai Xiao remained silent. What Zhang Tan and Lin Duoduo said about curing cancer... was somewhat different.

But it is true that in the environment where she lived, no one would talk to her about syphilis and gonorrhea. She could only remember from fragments of information that zombies were created by treating diseases before the disaster.

In the eyes of the young people living alone, the events before the disaster have become incomplete history. Even Zhang Tan did not tell the complete story. This history has been distorted and beautified, and finally presents a weird appearance.

But Bai Xiao felt that what Zhang Tan said was correct - no single factor would lead to the current situation.

"It's all a thing of the past. Rather than calling it a disaster, it's more like a punishment from heaven."

Zhang Tan sat against the wall in the dark, the cold moonlight shining on him. He looked at the hazy shadows in the distance and raised his head. It was now mid-month and the moon was peeking out from behind the dark clouds, still quite round.

"Chang'e is there," he said with a smile.

A dark cloud covered the moon again.

He sighed and closed his eyes. "Young people are clean, so you don't have to worry about being turned away from the shelter."

But that won't change anything. Now, twenty years later, everything is unstoppable. The snowball has already started rolling, and no one can stop the disaster from coming.

In fact, they are all the same to him.

Dying on the road and searching for hope are ultimately the same thing.

When dawn came, Zhang Tan was still sitting against the wall, silent.

Bai Xiao thought he was dead, so he reached out and pushed him. Zhang Tan barely opened his eyes and dragged his old body to stand up.

"It would be nice to have a cigarette."

The clothes on his body were a little thin, but still covered him tightly.

After leaving the service area and looking into the distance, there were no crows in sight. Only a few black feathers scattered on the road outside, giving off an ominous aura.

"Have you ever seen dark clouds covering the sky?" Zhang Tan picked up a feather and asked suddenly.

"No."

"I've seen it in a movie about the pre-disaster period," Zhang sighed.

A gust of wind blew, and the black feathers on the ground flipped and rolled, then scattered far away.

The distance is still desolate.

Bai Xiao felt that the two people were like astronauts in a space exploration movie who went to explore the ruins. They were wrapped tightly, wearing helmets, and walking in the ruins.

In less than an hour, Zhang Tan could no longer see the figure carrying the harpoon.

He was walking alone on the deserted road.

The grass in the fields has already started to grow, and it's all green, with a few small flowers occasionally visible.

This is destined to be a road that will never reach the end.

If possible, Zhang Tan hopes that the crows will come back and be buried in the overwhelming crows. This is his best destination. All flesh and blood will be gone, and only dry bones will be left.

Bai Xiao walked forward step by step. He was thinking, what could he do if he found a shelter?
A corner of the mountain village is still relatively peaceful, but the outside world has actually changed a lot. Perhaps because of this, Zhang Tan left Chenjiabao and went out for a walk and a look before the end came.

Maybe it could be a box...

Bai Xiao thought about finding a small car to carry Lin Duoduo. If she encountered danger, Lin Duoduo would cover herself with a box.

There is always a way. The weather was getting hotter day by day. It was very hot at noon. Bai Xiao took off his helmet and walked on the road wearing sunglasses.

The backpack has gradually become empty, not as full as when I first set out. I have eaten all the locust flowers, and there are still some elm seeds left. There is still a small piece of salted fish that Yu Ming gave me, less than half a fish.

If I can’t find anything to eat along the way, I’m afraid I’ll have to learn from Zhang Tan and eat as long as I don’t die.

At dusk, he suddenly remembered something and took out the paper airplane from last night and spread it out. On it was the location of the storage point marked.

It doesn't seem to be a problem. Maybe it was really prepared by Zhang Tan before he set out, but after he realized that he couldn't walk that far, he just gave it to the person he was traveling with.

He still didn't know what Zhang Tan was thinking.

At dusk, a large group of crows circled and landed in the distant mountains. Bai Xiao watched quietly and remembered Zhang Tan's words: They are ringing the death knell for mankind.

Disaster is coming.

At this moment, Bai Xiao suddenly understood what Zhang Tan had done for some reason.

Everything is just a process. They don’t care about the process. After lingering on for twenty years, the final outcome has already been determined.

Helping one person, or many people, will not affect the outcome, because what they expect has already come.

Destruction is the ultimate equality.

All of this cannot be caused by one or two people, nor can it be undone by one or two people.

What lies ahead is a huge mess, and no one can save the situation.

And giving a little help to innocent young people is all they can do.

Looking back along the way he came, Bai Xiao didn't see the figure. He folded up the paper airplane and walked towards the tunnel ahead.

"But I'm a zombie."

Bai Xiao walked into the tunnel. There was no lighting in the tunnel, it was very dark and filled with a rotten smell. Scrapped cars were stuck inside. It was obvious that this place was not spared when the disaster occurred.

After the serial car accidents blocked the road, it was the zombies' turn. There were still zombies in the tunnel, some of which were trapped in the cars and had already died. Bai Xiao was wary of bats and other animals that might be in the tunnel, but he was not too worried about the zombies.

Accidents can easily happen in long tunnels. The dark and humid environment is not only home to rats, but also snakes and centipedes.

And dry bones.

After the apocalypse, people's bodies will rot wherever they die, without even a solitary grave overgrown with weeds.

Walking in the cold and dark tunnel, Bai Xiao suddenly missed that human being.

The more than ten years in the mountain village seemed abandoned, but after coming out, I found that it was the most stable life after the disaster. Perhaps Yu Ming saw through this, so he connected the row of houses and spent the rest of his life in peace.

It's raining in the mountain village.

Lin Duoduo covered the tricycle with waterproof cloth and sat under the shed for a while. When the rain stopped, she ran under the eaves and looked at the dark sky.

After the Zombie King left, she returned to her solitary life, occasionally helping to tidy up the quiet yard next door and weed.

Maybe everyone outside is dead, and the zombie won’t meet anyone, so it may come back one day.

The wild pepper transplanted by the Zombie King has sprouted green buds and successfully survived in his yard.

The shed built by the zombie never leaked in the rain.

She was wondering what happened to Pan Jinlian.

This story is not complete, and the Zombie King still owes her an ending.

In fact, if one day I can't survive, I can just let the zombie king bite me. I'm going to die anyway, and it's better to satisfy his wish than being bitten by old zombies or eaten by something in the mountains.

She took out the book she had found and opened a page. It read:

"You will no longer till the ground, and it will yield its fruit to you; you will become a wanderer and a fugitive on the earth."

(End of this chapter)