This is apocalyptic

Chapter 85 084: Reserve

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight. Two, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight..."

Lin Duoduo was dancing. The dance that the zombie taught her was something that many people knew before. It was to train balance, coordination, and some other stuff... I couldn't remember clearly.

She danced very seriously, after all, it was the zombie who taught her how to do it.

When they were neighbors, she didn't think much of it, and she often banged on the zombie king's helmet, but looking back, she was a person who was able to survive being bitten, retain her sanity, and become the zombie king.

This is really powerful.

At first, he was just drooling, but then he recovered after dancing, and learned to talk and do things. Although he recovered, he still drooled...

I don’t know where the Zombie King has gone.

I haven't seen Erdan for a long time. A few days after Bai Xiao left, Erdan was also gone. Lin Duoduo didn't know whether it wandered away somewhere else or followed Bai Xiao.

Until a few days ago, it was found lying in a small ditch in the field and would no longer wander around.

Friday was still wandering outside with the basket on his back. Occasionally, she would imitate the Zombie King and take Friday to the river to pick up the fish basket there.

Everything in the mountain village seemed to be unchanged, yet a lot of changes seemed to have taken place.

A few days ago, there were birds singing on the other side of the mountain. Their voices were hoarse and not crisp at all.

The locust flowers in the village are blooming again. Lin Duoduo picked a lot of them this time and spread them all over Bai Xiao's yard. They were exposed to the sun to lose moisture and facilitate preservation.

Amid the faint fragrance, she saw the broken guitar in the house where Bai Xiao once lived.

Lin Duoduo plucked the string with her hand and found that it felt wrong. Bai Xiao loosened the string before leaving.

She carried it out of the room and sat under the eaves, trying hard to recall Bai Xiao's actions. She fumbled to tighten the string and plucked it again. This time there was a sound.

Lin Duoduo was very happy. She recalled that her fingers were plucking the strings, but she could not produce fluent sounds like the zombie. She was just plucking randomly.

Sitting under the eaves on Bai Xiao's side, she tried hard to recall. The songs that Bai Xiao had sung were difficult to remember clearly because he seldom sang them twice, so she could only vaguely remember a few lines.

Bai Xiao had already left the highway and was heading towards a rural area not far away.

In the countryside there is the storage point for survivalists that Zhang Tan mentioned.

He didn't trust the revelers at first, so Zhang Tan followed him and let him face the danger first, and then picked up some meat of infected animals to save energy. He pretended not to see it. Maybe that would allow Zhang Tan to walk further, but as Zhang Tan himself said, the ending was already there, and the process was not important.

I don’t know how far Zhang Tan walked behind him.

One corner of the map was burned and torn. Whenever Bai Xiao saw the damaged corner, he would always think of the reveler who folded a paper airplane with his clumsy fingers, then blew on it and threw it over, and it finally landed next to the fire and ignited.

A reserve that has been preserved for twenty years.

Bai Xiao approached the village and searched nearby with a give-it-a-give attitude.

The environment had changed and the location was difficult to find. After wandering around the village for a long time, I finally found an abandoned courtyard. It looked ordinary from the outside, but after digging for a while with a shovel I found from scavenging, I found a cellar.

That survivalist must have been a rich man before the disaster, as ordinary people couldn't have places to store supplies everywhere. Bai Xiao remembered that he had known such a friend before. Before the end of the world in 2012, he always wanted to be prepared and bought a multi-function knife as a treasure. Then he was investigated by the dean and had to write a self-criticism.

Of course, that kind of small-scale fighting cannot compare to that of a real survivalist. Bai Xiao lifted the handle of the cellar, and a ladder appeared in front of him.

Below is a converted cellar that is three meters deep.

There were vents, so it wasn't very stuffy. Bai Xiao climbed down the ladder embedded in the wall. It was pitch black inside. He lit a fire to illuminate the area below. What came into view were large barrels and various boxes.

Tools and weapons are hung on the wall, including hammers, wrenches, fire axes, daggers, sabers, etc., as well as an explosion-proof shield.

There were flashlights, mobile power supplies, solar charging panels, radios, walkie-talkies, medical kits, and a large number of bandages and vitamins on the ground, but they had lost their effectiveness due to the passage of time.

A container specially used to store seeds, which are classified into different categories. The seeds have long turned into dry residue over a long period of time.

The labels on the barrels by the wall were barely recognizable. There were three barrels of water and one barrel of gasoline. Bai Xiao took a look and saw only some semi-solidified gelatinous material. There was also a barrel of well-preserved rice. Surprisingly, it looked edible.

Rice that has been stored for twenty years.

There were also compressed biscuits and tin cans, which looked like high-end pre-disaster reserves and were stored in whole boxes.

This reserve can only be built by rich people. This place alone is worth a lot of money. Such reserves can be found in several cities on the map, in rural areas, and in the wild.

The reserves in Linchuan had already been dug out, and the things here could not be transported away.

Zhang Tan was right. Reserves were not very useful for long-term survival in the apocalypse. What was really useful was the ability to collect, produce and store materials. The purpose of reserves was to help people get through the initial stage and to be useful for people who traveled long distances.

The black solar charging panel is folded. When unfolded, the simple and smooth lines and frame have a delicate beauty before the disaster, which is out of tune with the style of the ruins.

Bai Xiao put the solar charging panel outside the cellar to see if it could still function normally. After coming down, he ate some canned food, rested for a while, and climbed up to take a look. The charging panel had no response and the indicator light did not move at all.

The saber hanging on the wall was very sharp, much better than the knife he originally used. When he encountered infected stray animals on the road, sometimes he couldn't kill them with one knife, so he had to use a harpoon.

He didn't really like using a fork to deal with those things because he also had to use it to catch fish.

There was a mirror in the cellar. Bai Xiao stood in front of the mirror, looking at the skinny, unshaven zombies inside.

Before he set out, he looked very much like a human being, but now if he wasn't wearing sunglasses, I'm afraid anyone who saw him would shoot him.

If he appears in front of Lin Duoduo again, it will be difficult for the human to recognize him.

Bai Xiao leaned closer to observe the bloodshot in his eyes, then he looked in the mirror and used a knife to cut off the longer hair, leaving it uneven and very wasteland style.

After the cutting was finished, he discovered that there were scissors, razor blades, and even a box of expired condoms that had long been old and brittle, placed behind the mirror.

This is a good thing. If it is not broken, it can be used to store water, act as an evaporator, tie things together, and provide waterproofing.

Bai Xiao put it down with some regret, picked up the razor blade and shaved in front of the mirror, becoming a cleaner zombie.

(End of this chapter)