Chapter 45 - familiar?

The road to the north of T City is wider than other places. Although the road conditions have become very difficult due to the earthquake and the end of the world, Wei Xuan always feels that the farther north he goes, the better the situation is.

On both sides of the road are relatively new buildings compared to the residential areas in other districts. The viaduct on the main road can be seen to have collapsed more than half without going close.

Looking at the high-speed rail tracks from a distance, you can see that many of them have already collapsed, and they have become more dilapidated after being drenched by rain these days.

What makes this scene even more desolate and desolate is that there is almost no green around here.

There were only thin and small trees planted on the newly built roadside, but now even those small trees are completely withered and decayed, and it looks like a depression unique to winter. Coupled with the collapsed buildings around, the upturned ground, and the group of aimless walking corpses… a feeling of depression in the end of the world hits the face.

Fortunately, it may be because these plants have only been planted for less than two years, so Wei Xuan has not encountered any mutant plants during his journey.

“Let’s take a lunch break and continue in the afternoon. We should be able to get there before dark.” Because they need to pass the road where the viaduct is on the way, it is unfortunate that Wei Xuan and the two have encountered the most difficult walk since entering the end of the world. However, if you take a detour, the nearest street will turn far away, and you don’t know what the road conditions are, so Wei Xuan can only endure the difficult road and barely move forward. At noon, he was almost exhausted and had to find a place to take a rest before talking.

Standing on a high broken wall and carefully surveying the surrounding environment, Wei Xuan took his family’s zombies and walked to the bottom merchant in the roadside community.

This is a relatively high-end community. The buildings in the community are not too high, but the units are large. Although it was built in a place closer to T City, the houses here are basically unaffordable for the average person in terms of T City’s per capita income.

Walking to the side of the community, seeing that some of the scattered zombies were still wearing security uniforms, Wei Xuan glanced at the uncollapsed sign at the gate of the community, and read the name on it with some doubts: “Hao Jiajiajiayuan…” Although he had heard the name of this community before the end of the world, his impression was not deep, but when he looked at it now, he felt like he had seen it somewhere before.

When he couldn’t think of it, he shook his head, turned around and took Du Hang to the location of a relatively clean beauty salon in the bottom business.

The purpose of him and Du Hang coming out today is not to collect supplies, but to find solar panels, so no matter how many good things there are in other low-end merchants, he can’t take them away now, so it’s better to find one that must have seats. Take a break for lunch.

There are no traces of zombies in this bottom store at all. This is not because the business of this beauty salon is so bad, but it should be because of the previous earthquake that caused all the zombies in it to run away.

Take out the food and water he prepared in advance from the backpack. The staple food he brought this time was onigiri made of rice, and the side dishes were vinegar potato shreds and potato pancakes.

Since he developed N ways to eat potatoes, Wei Xuan took turns to try them and finally felt that potato pancakes are the food that suits his preferences the most!

Maybe it was because of the lack of oil and water in the last life after the end of the world. In short, the slightly greasy potato pancakes in this life have become his favorite instead. Of course, recipes such as vinegar potato shreds and hot and sour potato shreds are also very popular with him because they are not greasy.

Therefore, once thinking about the days when there will be no cooking oil available in the future, Wei Xuan will have a faint sense of melancholy, a feeling of bleak future, and will often pop up and simply go with Du Hang when the time comes. The impulse to become a zombie—this seems to have some similarities with Jia Baoyu’s frequent talk about going to become a monk.

After lunch, Wei Xuan packed his things and fed Du Hang two snowflakes by the way. Now he has changed his habit of only feeding Du Hang snowflakes before going to bed every day, and he will also feed him some during the day when he eats. This change in his habit has allowed him to discover what he hadn’t discovered before—if he only If you feed Du Hang snowflakes before going to bed, then he can eat five snowflakes each time, but if it is divided into three times, then he can eat two snowflakes each time on average, and three times a day will be more than eating five snowflakes in one go Get one!

Although he didn’t know if this was the result of the snowflakes falling last time, Wei Xuan decided to change his previous habits and use a new method to let him eat “meals” every day.

The two put on all the equipment again, walked out of the beauty salon under the scorching sun, and were ready to continue on the road. Outside the community is a relatively spacious open space with some vehicles parked on it. It should be that the residents and merchants in the community before the end of the world used it as a free parking lot.

At this time, besides some garbage, there were many zombies wandering around in the open space.

Wei Xuan took a quick glance and found that most of these zombies were sloppy, probably caused by the continuous rain. Most of the zombie clothes can no longer see their original appearance.

Not far away, there was a male zombie who looked to be about fifty years old. He was a bit chubby, his face was black and white, and there were traces of muddy rain. The reason why he caught Wei Xuan’s attention was because he was in He was also dragging a zombie behind him.

No, that’s not right, it’s not a zombie anymore, it’s just a highly decomposed zombie that has been dead for an unknown amount of time, and was grabbed by the ankle by this fat male zombie and pulled along like this.

Taking a closer look, Wei Xuan judged that the long-dead one should be a female zombie. Most of the clothes on her body were worn out, and the skin and flesh on her body were rotten. Has long hair.

I wonder if that zombie is his relative?

Turning this thought in his mind, Wei Xuan sighed softly in his heart, and continued to walk forward. After walking a few steps, he suddenly felt that the rope around his waist tightened. Wei Xuan turned around in surprise, but saw Du Hang still standing where he was.

“Du Hang?” Du Hang seemed to be looking at something standing there, and turned to look at Wei Xuan when he heard Wei Xuan’s voice. Wei Xuan looked in the direction he just looked, and there seemed to be nothing but the fat zombie dragging the corpse of the female zombie and the zombies wandering around far and near. But looking at Du Hang’s appearance, it shouldn’t be the appearance of feeling human breath in that direction, so what is he looking at?

Wei Xuan waited for Du Hang to come to his side and looked around carefully again, especially at the position Du Hang had just looked at, but still got nothing, so he grabbed his hand and walked with him. Continue walking north.

Following behind him, Du Hang, who was no different after walking to him, turned his head again and looked at the fat zombie who was dragging the female zombie around with a dazed expression – there was a sense of daze and confusion in his heart. familiar. But what is that? What is the feeling?

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In a simple room, there were only a few single beds lined up by the corner, and the family gathered around one of the beds with sad expressions. On the bed lay a thin old man with a sallow face and weak breath. Obviously, his life was over. At the end of the day, I’m afraid he will die soon.

In the apocalypse, even if you are lucky enough to escape from your home in the city surrounded by zombies and escape into the base, even if you are lucky enough to escape at that time, those who were suffering from certain serious diseases before the apocalypse It is also difficult for patients to struggle for too long in the last days.

There are no specific medicines for the symptoms, no specialized hospitals before the end of the world, and even different types of doctors in different bases. For example, a doctor who was a dentist before the end of the world knows better than ordinary people after the end of the world. There is a lot of medical knowledge, but they can’t help them to switch to the treatment of endocrine patients!

Especially in the last days, the urgent shortage of trauma doctors caused headaches for the survivors in those large and small bases. At this time, even if there is a Mongolian doctor in the base, the survivors are lucky.

It’s just that surgical diseases may be curable, but there is no good way to save his life like the terminal cancer patient lying on the bed. Now, even before the end of the world, the most common chemotherapy equipment used to relieve cancer symptoms does not exist, so since entering the end of the world, since this big family luckily escaped from the city and came to the base, he can only be forced to wait to die.

“Woo…”

Some of the people around the bed wept softly, not only for the old man whose life was coming to an end, but also for their own terrible fate that they had no idea what the future would hold. After all, everyone has been mentally prepared after learning about the illness of the elderly at home before the end of the world. Under the conditions of the end of the world, they all know that the old man cannot persist for too long.

Their crying at this time is more because they are also very likely to face the fear of the same future soon.

Finally, the old man on the bed completely stopped breathing, but because his breathing had been extremely weak before, the family members who were crying at this time hadn’t noticed it yet.

But after a while, the bed suddenly moved.

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old granddaughter was looking up at the bed at this time, and seeing the old man’s body move, she shouted, “Grandpa moved!”

“Dad, what do you want? Do you want to drink water?” The old man had already been lying on the bed unable to move, and he had fallen into a severe coma these two days. Surrounded by…