This is apocalyptic

Chapter 90 089: That Person
The sky was vast and the sound of dense rain merged into one.

The water drops hit the raincoat, giving the illusion of being hit. Bai Xiao looked at the water gathering on the ground and flowing towards the low-lying areas. In this kind of weather, or every time it rains, the zombies and corpses are washed away, and the infection will seep into the land with the rain and nourish all things.

In a few years, I wonder if four turtles and a rat that can wear clothes will appear in the sewer.

The drainage system of the abandoned city has aged, and the streets are filled with stagnant water. Some zombies have been knocked down and are wriggling in the water.

Bai Xiao couldn't go on, so he could only rest. He sat on the edge of the deserted city, looking at the street, ready for a turtle with a steel fork to lift the manhole cover and challenge him to a duel.

He waited until the rain became lighter before leaving here in his raincoat, walking on the muddy road.

Summer rain always comes suddenly and goes away quickly. He can't always wait until the weather clears up before setting out on the road. The most he can do is light a fire to warm his clothes and shoes during breaks.

Eat wind and drink dew.

Bai Xiao thought that he might be able to see the reveler, the man called Zhang Tan. Feeling that the road ahead was uncertain, he stopped at a certain place.

It was not until I passed a tunnel and climbed over the mountain that I saw a helmet that looked familiar on the road.

It was drizzling at the time. He searched everywhere nearby, cutting through the dense weeds with a knife, and finally found a scattered corpse with tattered clothes and a crutch, the same one Zhang Tan was holding.

The distance he walked was farther than Bai Xiao had imagined.

In the past few months, scavenger birds and stray animals have passed by here, and in just a few months, almost only bones are left. Bai Xiao searched for a long time in the drizzle, but in the end he still couldn't find all of them. One forearm bone and several ribs could not be found no matter what.

He wrapped it up with clothes and put it together with the helmet and the crutch. Bai Xiao carried the bag on his shoulder, covered it with his raincoat, and walked forward in the drizzle. After walking for about three hours, he finally saw a village.

After searching outside the village, Bai Xiao found a shovel. It was rusty but still usable.

This is the good thing about the apocalypse: many years after the zombies have swept through, you can look through the ruins to find anything you want.

Bai Xiao held a tattered shovel and looked around. This was a very dilapidated little village, far away from the town, with mountains and trees in the distance.

He walked further in the rain, to a higher slope. Now here, he could see the other side of the road, and it was not far from the village. He put down the clothes wrapped around the corpse and dug the ground with a shovel.

It is easier to dig wet soil. The drizzle was still falling. After digging for a while, they encountered stones. It was not so easy anymore. It was not deep enough. Bai Xiao tried with a shovel, pushed out the stones in the pit, and continued to dig deeper.

There were survivors in the village who kept watching from afar after hearing the sound, and saw the figure in the raincoat find a shovel in the village and then go away.

"What are you doing?" He looked for a long time, tried to walk closer, and asked this strange man. He hadn't seen a living person for a long time, and this guy in a raincoat came out of nowhere.

The man kept digging, and after more than an hour, the rain slowly stopped.

"Dig a hole." Bai Xiao said.

"What are you digging a hole for?"

"Bury someone."

"There's no need to bury it in the apocalypse. Just leave it there and it will disappear on its own." The visitor shook his head. "It's all the same."

Bai Xiao didn't say anything. He looked at the depth of the pit, pushed out the stones inside, dug deeper, then picked up the bundle of clothes and put the reveler in. He also put the crutches and helmet into the pit.

A body with only bones left doesn't take up much space.

Then he picked up the shovel and covered the soil he had dug out. The rain had stopped, but the soil was still wet and slowly filled up. It was not easy to make a grave mound, so he could only dig further away, remove the outer layer of mud, and shovel the drier part inside. Finally, it became a small grave mound, and a new grave appeared here. It was already dark.

Bai Xiao looked at the new grave. The reveler had died on the road as he wished, completing the last journey of his life before the end.

Zhang Tan saw the ruins' current appearance.

The end of the world will not happen suddenly. Zhang Tan cannot see the moment when the end comes, but before he died, he saw the infected crows.

Before that, he folded a paper airplane, blew on it and threw it to young people who were on different paths. Perhaps in his eyes, the ending was already there, and no matter who did what, nothing could be changed.

Bai Xiao buried him and stood next to the new grave. From here, he could see very far away.

They were people from different paths. Zhang Tan gave him some help, and he picked up Zhang Tan's bones and buried them.

"Is this your relative?" The person next to him had not left yet.

"No." Bai Xiao said.

"Then you are pretty good."

"He is a doomsday theorist." Bai Xiao said. He glanced at the man, who was also in his forties. "Aren't you afraid of me?"

"I've lived enough anyway."

"I have a safe zone location."

"No point."

“Are you a doomsday theorist too?”

"No, I'm old and can't work. I don't have any skills and I'm not a high-end talent. It doesn't matter whether I go to the safe zone or not. Everyone I care about is dead, and I'm old too."

It was getting dark, and he gradually walked away, returning to the small village, his figure disappearing into the darkness.

There were still raindrops on the grass leaves, and Bai Xiao's legs and hands were all covered in mud. He grabbed a handful of grass and used the wet grass leaves to try to clean his hands and wash away the mud.

After getting away from the new grave, Bai Xiao looked back again, but he could no longer see what was over there in the darkness.

This is probably not the first reveler to die on the road, nor will it be the last. As time goes by, more and more revelers will walk out of Chenjiabao and die on the road.

The sky cleared up. After two days of exposure to the sun, the road was no longer muddy and was much easier to walk on.

The clothes that were brand new when I set out became tattered again, and only the pair of combat boots were still standing. Wandering is really a difficult thing, and wandering in the doomsday is even more so.

There was an old zombie on the road that couldn't get up. It fell to the ground and couldn't even stand up, but it could still move. It looked very scary. Bai Xiao knew that its time had come. If it could continue to survive for a while, it would die completely.

Cicadas were chirping crazily on the branches. Bai Xiao felt like he had been tanned into a black skeleton, looking more and more like an old zombie. He wondered if he could ever recover.

There is really a big gap between the zombies in the wild and the zombies in the city. Bai Xiao has an illusion that no matter it is the end of the world or not, it is still operating according to the original rules.

(End of this chapter)