I sell Coke in the doomsday

I saw that the nails were indeed full of black dirt, but when I looked closely, I found that the dirt did not look like mud, but more like some old... black sawdust?

I suddenly looked up, threw down the quilt, and strode towards the bed. Ajie was startled by my sudden movement, but immediately followed me.

On that simple wooden bed, there was a thin blanket that was full of the smell of my sweat, which was a bit sour. Ajie and I couldn't help but cover our mouths and noses.

Ajie frowned and asked me in confusion.

"No, do you like this taste so much?"

I ignored Ajie's teasing words and reached out my hand to the blanket on the bed.

The sudden onset of the long sleep, the strange noises, and the black sawdust on my fingernails must all be connected.

And the answer may be here.

I suddenly pulled away the blanket, and the black bed board was exposed to our sight. I saw that there were densely packed handwriting on the black wooden board.

Ajie was stunned, looking at the words on the bed board, his facial muscles twitching slightly, and I quickly leaned over and looked at the words carefully.

The words on the wooden board were written in very sloppy handwriting, as if they were left by scratching the wood with fingernails. There were even traces of blood and broken fingernails on it.

I looked at the bloodstains and fingernails, my eyes twitched, and I asked Ajie beside me in a low voice.

"Am I really the only one in this room for these twenty days?"

Ajie answered decisively without any hesitation.

"I am sure of this. You are the only one in this room."

After hearing this answer, I was still a little unwilling to give up, and said tentatively.

"Tell me, is it possible that someone was hiding under the bed, so you didn't find it."

Ajie rolled his eyes at me and said.

"What kind of third-rate horror novel is this?"

"I'm not blind, so I can't be fooled by such a trick."

I smiled bitterly. After ruling out all possibilities, I could only accept the most unpleasant outcome.

These words on the wooden board were carved by me.

To be precise, it was carved by the guy hiding in my body.

Although I had guessed it a long time ago, it still felt a bit disgusting to actually find out what secrets were hidden in my body.

I sighed resignedly and looked down at the bed. The handwriting was very sloppy and untidy, just like my handwriting. Most importantly, the sentences were discontinuous, incoherent, and looked very labored.

"Winter...winter will never end."

This is the first line of text on the board.

I continued reading, but the text on the second line didn't connect with the content of the first line, and it didn't seem like they were written at the same time.

And even more... he doesn't speak human language.

"She lied."

"Zombies, become humans, no limits."

I frowned. The words were discontinuous, as if time was tight when they were carved, so I had to simplify them as much as possible.

Can't the thing hiding in my body control my body for long?

I didn't immediately analyze the meaning of the message on the wooden board, but continued to look down, only to find that the following content was a familiar word that was repeated over and over again.

Three hundred and one, three hundred and one, three hundred and one.

As if to prevent me from misunderstanding, the guy even used Chinese characters to write these numbers. What a thoughtful move.

I didn't waste any time, I looked straight past the numbers and to the text at the bottom, only to find that the rest was a strange sentence.

A sentence I seem to have heard somewhere.

"It's time to make a wish."

"Foolish and eager fools, trying to get over the top of the mountain."

"Rabbit, I want to go back to the foot of the mountain."

Chapter 179 Over the Mountaintop

"It's time to make a wish."

"Foolish and eager fools, trying to get over the top of the mountain."

"Rabbit, I want to get back to the bottom of the mountain."

I couldn't help but whisper these words, then I lost consciousness for a moment, and the feeling of time and space dislocation resurfaced. I seemed to have seen this scene in my dreams, and more than once.

After a moment, I came back to my senses, looked at the extremely scribbled words, thought seriously for a while, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Why, they are all like this."

"Can't you just speak properly?"

If I could, I really want to pull out the guy hiding in my body and ask him why, since he has time to write such weird sentences, he can't write a few words that I can understand.

I didn't give him twenty whole days to waste by being a damn riddle teller.

What an irresponsible bastard.

I feel a little helpless. Ever since the so-called gambling game appeared, everyone around me seems to like to use this riddle-solving method to waste my time and brain.

God knows what they are talking about! Can't they just do something simple and rough?

I hate the process of guessing riddles, and I have never had the chance to experience the satisfaction of guessing the answer, because the answer to almost every riddle is the route I hate the most, the answer I don’t want to think about.

However, although I hated this riddle-like communication, I had to accept my fate, re-make the bed, and start thinking about the messages left on the bed.

Ajie seemed unable to stand the sour smell on me. He stood up, pinching his nose, and spoke to me in a bad mood.

"I'll go get you a bigger barrel and boil some hot water so you can wash yourself properly."

"Oh, by the way, didn't you say you had something important to tell me? I will bring important people from the base with me, so you should prepare how to tell me that."

I was thinking and didn't care. I just waved my hand lightly as a response, sent Ajie away, and focused all my attention on the news on the bed.

The words on the bed board still contain some important information, such as the first sentence, which is the one I care about the most.

Winter will never end.

This is a relatively straightforward sentence, but I don’t know if it is also a puzzle. But while thinking about it, I remembered what Tongtong said that day.

This world will gradually become unsuitable for the survival of living things. If we connect these two sentences, would that be the answer?

That is what it means literally. This winter will never end. There will be no more spring, summer, and autumn. There will only be cold winters in the future.

This... is a very bad guess.

Next, the second message.

"She lied."

"Zombies, become humans, no limits."

I squinted my eyes. This message was the simplest and easiest to understand. In the past, Tongtong's roots, that is, the Tongtong with white hair and red eyes, once told me this.

Although my blood can turn zombies back into humans, there is a limit on the number, only ten people at most.

But if that statement was just to stop me from constantly transforming zombies into humans, then my blood shouldn't have such limitations.

So, she lied, and was very cautious about the zombie transformation into humans.

I can constantly transform zombies back into humans.

I thought hard, trying to guess all the information on the bed. During this time, Ajie had already prepared a wooden bucket and hot water, urging me to take a bath quickly to wash off the sour smell on my body. I also urged Ajie to find people quickly, because I really had something important to tell them.

So, after a moment, they were still in that wooden house.

I was sitting naked in the wooden barrel. The scalding hot water made my expression a little distorted. Besides that, opposite me, Ajie and a group of people were staring at me in bewilderment.

"Everyone please find a place to sit. This may take a long time to talk about."

I looked calm and asked everyone to sit down. There were a few girls in the crowd, their faces flushed and they looked a little embarrassed. Facing my naked body, they looked like they wanted to see but didn't dare to.

Zi Su, who was full of energy, stuck his head out with great interest, wanting to take a closer look, but was slapped back by A Jie who was standing beside him.

To be honest, it was a bit embarrassing, but I didn't want to waste any more time, so I spoke to everyone in a natural manner.

"Well, let me start from ten years ago..."

Before I could finish my words, Ajie couldn't help but interrupt me and asked angrily.

"No, are you going to tell everyone this?"

"Do you have any weird habits?"

I glanced at Wang Zixuan, who was hiding behind Ajie with a red face, and immediately understood why Ajie was so angry, but I could only spread my hands innocently and said.

"No, I was also wondering why you called everyone over while I was taking a shower."

Ajie's eye twitched, he looked at me, and then asked me with a strange expression.

"Don't you think... the water is hot?"

I nodded subconsciously. The water temperature was a bit too high. It was not suitable for living people at all. I was just wondering if Ajie had got the water temperature wrong.

Seeing me nod, Ajie paused for a moment before speaking.

"Have you ever thought that with such a high water temperature, you could wait for the water temperature to drop before washing?"

"And during this time, we can listen to you say that very important thing."

"..."

After a moment's silence, I looked away and spoke calmly.

"Well, what I want to say needs to start from ten years ago..."

Well, the atmosphere in the room was a little subtle, but fortunately Ajie did not continue talking about that topic. Instead, he chose an angle to sit down and used his body to cover my body to prevent Wang Zixuan behind him from seeing anything he shouldn't see.

I didn't care. Now I have almost no sense of shame. I didn't notice this subtle change immediately.

At first, when everyone listened to my story, their expressions were a little strange, as if they were listening to a bad joke, but as I talked more and more, a little more fear appeared in everyone's eyes.

In the past ten or eleven years after the apocalypse, I started from the wish I made and explained to them my immortality and the Corpse God Cult.

And that long journey back home and the empty and decadent life.

I became a doomsday businessman, met Tongtong, met Wang Quan, found the ancient city stronghold, and found the shield stronghold.

Life and death, repeated self-loathing, and the ending between Tongtong and me, that damn gamble.

After I finished this long story, the water temperature in the barrel had indeed become just right. I soaked in the water, looked at everyone, and spoke softly.

"I know this story is ridiculous, but it really happened."

"If you have any questions, please feel free to ask."

As I finished speaking, a young man whom I was not very familiar with in the corner raised his face and asked me with a complicated expression.

"Mr. Su, if all this is true, I can't understand..."

"I'm not afraid of being laughed at if I say this."

"Why don't you choose the Hitomi from your story? If it were me, I would definitely choose her."

Hearing this, I was stunned for a moment, then looked at the young man whom I should have met a few times and asked softly.

"Young man, do you have parents?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, his expression became a little embarrassed, he lowered his head and said ashamedly.

"some."

I nodded gently, not meaning to be aggressive, but really wanting to find another answer. I narrowed my eyes and spoke slowly.

"I actually want to choose Tongtong too. I really want to choose her."

"Even at this moment, my heart is more inclined towards her."

"Compared to hers, other people's lives don't seem that important."

I smiled, full of self-mockery, and gently fiddled with my wrinkled hands in the water, speaking slowly.