Apocalypse Zombie System Players

Chapter 132 Are there still too few poor people these days?
But as the saying goes, when it is snowing, it is not as cold as it melts. I am afraid that even if the snow stops now, the climate will become even colder!
And counting, the first few days and the next few days, they have been here for more than ten days.In the past ten days or so, everyone has gained quite a lot, so their purpose of returning home has naturally been achieved.

But even so, they still didn't plan to return to the city immediately, and the road became impassable due to snow, which also accounted for a large reason.

But there are also their own reasons, and they are not in a hurry to return to the city.And even among them, there may be some people who plan to live for a long time, but no one expresses their opinion.

And this clearing also made everyone who had been exhausted all the way make a decision. They decided to let go and rest for a while. As for the future, they will make plans later.

To be honest, it was the first time for everyone present to see such a heavy snow, which inevitably made the group feel surprised.If you ignore the completely covered corpse under the snow, maybe you can still enjoy this ice and snow world comfortably.

However, obviously no one will worry about these things, so everyone can enjoy this ice and snow world with peace of mind.Although it is inevitable to be colder, this kind of daydream is obviously not a problem at all in the eyes of everyone.

But now that they calmed down, everyone was quite emotional, as if vaguely reminiscing about some of the past.

None of them has experienced any heavy snow, although occasionally when watching TV, they will hear some news about what happened in a certain area because of it.

But to be honest, it doesn't really have much to do with them, because those things are too far away for them.On the contrary, it was the white ice and snow that entered their hearts even more, because it was more familiar to everyone.

At this time, looking at the fairy tale world in the eyes of this child, everyone seemed to recall some things from their childhood.

Many people are 40-[-] years old or even older, so their childhood is basically spent in gray misery, but the innocence of childhood will never let them lose the most pure yearning.

In the snow, Chen Tao was fiddling with a branch in his hand, squatting on the snow surface and drawing ghostly.He had a cigarette in his mouth, and the stars and sparks were in the cold wind, as if they would go out at any moment, but they burned even more vigorously because of Feng's raging.A trace of green smoke was also scattered in the cold because of this fluctuation.

Next to him, Liao Zifang was also squatting there.He didn't smoke, instead, he held a ball of snow with interest and began to study it.It feels a bit cold, but just looking at it feels pretty good.

"By the way, isn't it cold for you to hold a pile of snow like this?" At this time, Chen Tao suddenly turned around jokingly, looked at Liao Zifang and smiled.

"If you're afraid of the cold, why don't you come out? It's better to go back to the room and find some dry wood to warm up the fire."

Liao Zifang was straightforward, and answered Chen Tao's question without hesitation, because there were indeed some people in the room who used the fire to keep warm.

Moreover, even though it has cleared up, the cold wind has not let up, so it is indeed very cold now, even worse than the previous few days.

"Oh, really."

However, this was obviously not the focus of their attention, Chen Tao couldn't help but nodded.Then he continued: "How does it taste?"

Because he saw that Liao Zifang put the snow in his mouth and tasted it.In contrast, Liao Zifang nodded and said, "Bai Wei."

Chen Tao didn't think about Liao Zifang's white taste, what kind of smell could snow have.Instead, he collected his thoughts and stared around.

At this time, there were also some other people scattered around. They basically sat around in twos and threes, and some of them still had childish innocence, playing with making snowmen or something.However, at this moment, Chen Tao thought of the little boy.

I still remember that when it first snowed, the little boy was very happy.Although snowing can be regarded as a very troublesome thing for them, it is a joyful thing for the little boy.

He shook his head, took down the cigarette that was missing a lot, extinguished it in the snow, and said: "Oh, the world is so impermanent!"

"Perhaps! But what can be done? However, in the final analysis, the world has only become more cruel. It used to be based on power and money, but now it is based on strength. At the same time, the cost of failure has become worse. heavier."

Liao Zifang said thoughtfully.

However, Chen Tao obviously has no lofty ambitions to study these principles.He didn't want to prove whether Liao Zifang understood the deeper meaning of his words.He just fell silent lonely, no one knew what he was thinking in his deep eyes.

At this time, Xiao Mo was naturally surrounded by some other people in another place.Beside him are Fang Xue and Ye Xiangdong. As for Pang Dahai and Ye Ling, they are still roasting in the house.

However, next to Xiao Mo and the others, there was actually another person around.It was an old man from Liao Zifang's side, named Zhang Shunguo, but this was obviously not the point.

The relationship between the old man and Fang Yao's mother and son, especially the little boy, is very good. This may be the result of the old man's excessive doting.

Because of the changes in the world, after his grandson was eaten by zombies in front of his eyes, he has never been in a good mood.Because the little boy is somewhat similar to his own grandson, he wanted to use the little boy to relieve the sadness in his heart.

However, God is obviously against him, and now this only sustenance has been ruthlessly buried in the end of the world.Back in the peaceful era, Zhang Shunguo was a poor old man,
The poor man has no daughter, and his only son and daughter-in-law died in a car accident before.Although he also received a sum of compensation from the driver who caused the accident, but no one is worth the money?If it weren't for the grandson left by his son, I'm afraid he would have killed himself long ago.

And he used to be busy with this and that, at least he could still divert his thoughts, but now that he is free, the sad emotions in his mind flooded out.

Xiao Mo is not a consoling master, so he can only say a few words of consolation helplessly.As for whether he listened to it or not, Xiao Mo didn't need to consider it.

However, I'm afraid pigs can see that Xiao Mo's dispensable words have no practical effect at all.But that's none of Xiao Mo's business, are there so few poor people these days?
(End of this chapter)