A group of women in the kitchen were enthusiastically handling ingredients, preparing to improve the food for everyone. The rest of the people gathered in the room where everyone usually gathered and began discussing.
“These birds indeed react to green things. Although using this trick to catch birds is effective, but… how are we going to grow potatoes on the rooftop in the future?” There is always someone in a group with a calm mind, and they immediately raised the most pressing question.
The others looked at each other upon hearing the question, unable to help but hesitate.
“Xunxun, call your grandma over. Tell her we need to discuss something with her,” someone suddenly said to a group of children playing near the balcony.
“Oh.” One of the boys responded and ran into the kitchen, calling out his own grandmother.
After hearing the question from everyone, Grandma Zhao pondered for a moment. “Then we’ll have to grow them on the balcony. Although the sunlight isn’t as good as on the rooftop, it’s still better than growing them indoors.”
“Will it be enough to feed all of us?” someone quickly asked.
“If we can catch prey regularly like today, then it might be enough,” Grandma Zhao replied. Her expression became somewhat helpless.
“Food is one thing, but the problem now is salt. Without meat, we can grow potatoes; without water, we have superpower users to fetch water. But without salt… that’s a life-threatening issue.”
Salt?
The people fell silent once again. It was indeed a big problem.
Although they might not be able to articulate the specific symptoms of salt deficiency, they knew that the human body would face significant issues without salt. None of them wanted to survive the threat of zombies only to die from these kinds of problems.
“Then… we’ll wait a while and send people out again.” The combat-type superpower users exchanged glances and decisively made the decision. Some things couldn’t be avoided just by staying at home and closing doors and windows.
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“We did, we did!”
“Wow! The meat in the pot is starting to smell delicious!”
“It’s a pity we can’t use oil anymore. Otherwise, frying a few side dishes would be so appetizing.”
“Forget about oil. Now we don’t even have much rice left. It’s already good enough to have some meat to eat.”
The kitchen was filled with the aroma, making those who were already feeling hungry at this time even more ravenous. They were so hungry that they didn’t even have time for small talk, staring eagerly at the kitchen door one by one as a green light emanated from it.
The group of children who were playing on the balcony also stopped. They ran to the entrance of the kitchen one by one, peering inside with their little heads poking out. A few younger ones instinctively bit their fingers, their eyes widening as they stared fixedly at the large pot on the stove, they all knew that food came from there!
Wei Xuan stood in the kitchen, preparing his future food supplies.
It had been two days since the attack of the mutated rat. During these two days, those heads had grown another section. The faster ones had grown to their waist, while the slower ones had at least reached their shoulders.
The most pressing matter for Wei Xuan was to quickly find clothes for this group of growing heads. He really didn’t want to face a situation where his neighborhood was filled with naked female zombies of various ages and body types, especially as a man.
Well, even if they were male zombies, he still didn’t want to see that. After all, among the male zombies in the neighborhood, there were very few with good physiques due to the large age difference and the prevalence of unhealthy body types before the apocalypse.
Of course, his husband, Du Hang, was an exception. He only liked to look at his husband, but those eye-catching heads should definitely be given clothes as soon as possible.
It was now mid-March, and although there was still a lot of snow in shady areas, the roads outside were already clear. Wei Xuan planned to take advantage of the weather being neither too cold nor too hot and the food being safe to carry for a few days, and quickly go out.
After all, he had a lot of things to take care of. Although he didn’t need to do it immediately, he would have to find time in a few days to plant potatoes in the open space of his neighborhood.
Although mutated birds occasionally appeared in the sky, likely due to the discovery of crops planted on the ground, Wei Xuan couldn’t give up on his outdoor cultivation plans. He could only find a way to provide some cover. In addition, he planned to train their group of security zombies, at least to teach them how to use weapons and fight more efficiently.
The battle with the mutated rat last time was already brutal enough, and Wei Xuan definitely didn’t want to go through it again. The pile of heads in their home still hadn’t fully grown until now!
After tossing the last dried vegetable into the pot and stirring it, Wei Xuan wiped his hands on the SpongeBob SquarePants apron he was wearing. Then he turned around and walked out of the kitchen.
The growth of the plants in the living room’s planters was going well. The seeds of the mutated plants he had sown recently had sprouted again, and the previously planted legumes, tubers, and other crops were also growing well.
As Wei Xuan passed by the planters, he carefully observed them, making sure that there were no dangerous mutated plants. Then he returned to his room and sat down at the big table, setting his phone alarm to start his production process.
He was manually making reusable small bags. These bags were not large, and they were made by transforming collected plastic bags. Each bag was tied with a string to hang around the necks of the zombie heads. These bags were used to hold snowflakes.
He planned to go out and collect a batch of clothes. He couldn’t predict how long he would be gone, and if he couldn’t make it back in one or two days, it would be problematic. If it delayed the regular feeding of the ordinary zombies, it wouldn’t be a big issue, but if it affected the feeding of those heads and their growth, it would be a significant loss.
Wei Xuan was unsure if the heads would continue to grow if they weren’t fed for a while and then fed snowflakes upon his return. Or would they remain at the stage of ceasing to be fed? If it was the former, it wouldn’t be a problem, but if it was the latter… he didn’t want all his efforts to save those heads to result in a group of disabled individuals! Moreover, their appearance would be more horrifying than seeing a group of naked zombies.
In the past two days, Wei Xuan made various attempts during the feeding process. For example, he tried moving the snowflakes away from the heads to see if they would voluntarily approach and eat. He also tried giving snowflakes to intact zombie bodies and letting them feed themselves.
The experiments were successful. It seemed that because Wei Xuan had actively and in large quantities fed them for a while, whenever they got hungry, they would instinctively reach out their hands into the bags filled with snowflakes and eat on their own. It was similar to how the tall zombie in the group of male zombies behaved initially.
Even those heads that didn’t have hands yet would try their best to stretch their tongues to reach the snowflakes. And now, most of them had grown at least one arm, so as long as Wei Xuan pre-allocated the snowflakes for them, they would go to eat on their own at regular intervals.
The zombies were now able to feed themselves, which saved Wei Xuan a lot of trouble. Otherwise, he would have to spend a significant amount of time feeding them every day.
However, Wei Xuan found it a bit strange in retrospect. He tried putting a bag of snowflakes in Du Hang’s hand and letting him feed himself, but Du Hang kept sending pitiful signals of “hunger” to Wei Xuan and didn’t show any intention of feeding himself.
Wei Xuan wasn’t sure if it was because of his daily feeding routine that made Du Hang accustomed to it, or if he had focused all his energy on fighting and neglected his self-care abilities in daily life.
Unfortunately, Wei Xuan knew he couldn’t use Du Hang as a test subject by withholding his feedings. Moreover, he actually preferred to personally feed Du Hang every day. So, even though he had doubts about the situation, he was willing to go through the trouble himself. After all, even in the pre-apocalyptic times, lovers would feed each other voluntarily, right? Can’t he just treat it as Du Hang being stubborn or acting spoiled!
After making the bags for a while, the timer went off, and Wei Xuan hurriedly went to the kitchen to continue working on his stew. Yes, a stew made of bird meat, potatoes, and various kinds of dried vegetables. He even added some dried meat collected from the early days of the apocalypse. Mixing different types of meat together in a pot yielded a delicious flavor.
The aroma filled the air, and Wei Xuan couldn’t help but take a deep breath. He often made this kind of mixed stew, especially because he could make a large pot at once, portion it into individual servings, and freeze them in the refrigerator. It was very convenient to heat up and eat whenever needed.
Of course, he would occasionally stir-fry some vegetables and try out new recipes using potatoes, making various cold dishes and pickled vegetables with carrots. However, at the moment, he needed to prepare the food to take with him when going out. The sooner he finished it, the better, as those growing heads wouldn’t wait for him.
The next day, Wei Xuan woke up fully armed and took a fully armed Du Hang. They selected ten zombie minions from the neighborhood and formed a line. The couple, who were still emitting “together” signals and covered in pink bubbles, also joined them. Wei Xuan tried his best to ignore the affectionate behavior of the zombie couple, whose intimacy had obviously increased after the battle and the rope incident. Holding hands with his zombie lover, Wei Xuan led this large group of minions out of the neighborhood gate.
In their wake, every zombie in the neighborhood had a small bag hanging around their necks, including the heads. Each bag contained a varying amount of snowflakes, enough to last them a week. The zombie minions following Wei Xuan also had a bag around their necks, and each zombie carried a backpack of different sizes on their back.
Almost like a kindergarten
The juxtaposition between the community waiting so hungrily for the mutant bird meat to be ready…and the lineup of zombie heads being fed by Wei Xuan then learning to feed themselves…and finally Wei Xuan cooking up a bountiful delicious feast that he will put up for future meals while happily feeding his zombie snowflakes…lmao! Thanks for the update 🤣❤️🤣❤️❄️
Now his caravan grew. 🛒 Time again. 😄
The lovey-dovey couple brings me joy. XD XD XD
THANK YOU VERY MUCH FOR BEING AWESOME!!!
Lol, I can’t imagine it without laughing
Thank you for your translation 🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍
Wow, even a zombie has a better love life than me😭
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Off on a field trip!
🎶 “Heigh-Ho, heigh-ho!” 🎶