Wei Xuan calmly walked through his residential area, inspecting the “farmland” where potatoes were planted to ensure that the plastic sheets covering them were doing their job.
These makeshift shelters with plastic sheets were erected to block the mutated birds’ line of sight. Since they were set up, they had only been taken down twice, once during the last strange snowfall and the other time during a heavy rain a few days ago.
These potatoes were surprisingly resilient. They were so resilient that they could be left unattended by the roadside, and they would still produce abundant fruits on their own.
Wei Xuan had planted them last year and had hardly cared for them except for the initial cultivation and the final harvest. Yet, they had yielded a bountiful harvest at least three or four times throughout the year. Incredible, right?
Wei Xuan had thought that since the strange snow had been effective for the crops in the planting machine at home, the potatoes and other plants outside should also benefit from the absorption of snowwater. Even if some of the strange snow settled directly through the soil, it should still provide nutrients for the plants as it passed through their roots.
As for the rain that had fallen a few days ago, it would have been unreasonable not to let the plants experience it. Wei Xuan finally removed the plastic sheets, realizing that he had been neglecting the plants by not even giving them water. But now, he understood the importance of letting them be exposed to natural elements.
Recently, perhaps due to the effectiveness of the plastic sheets or some other reason, the mutated birds had not been attracted to the crops he planted at home. This was indeed a huge relief for Wei Xuan.
After inspecting the condition of the “farmland” at home and replenishing the crystal pouches around his zombie brothers’ necks, Wei Xuan, accompanied by Du Hang, left the residential area.
Du Hang emitted brainwaves of “being alone together,” intensifying the joyful atmosphere between them.
Going out together like this, without any other followers, was the happiest thing for lovers, both in the pre-apocalyptic and post-apocalyptic worlds. Even without his previous memories, Du Hang could deeply sense this through his increasingly instinctual behaviors and instincts.
There were quite a few zombies on the streets, but Wei Xuan and Du Hang walked around, occasionally finding relatively quiet streets. Similar to the pre-apocalyptic times, even in crowded cities, there were bustling areas and quiet areas.
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Some road sections were in poor condition, such as severe collapses, so Wei Xuan usually spotted them from a distance and led Du Hang to take detours. Although Du Hang had the ability to jump and leap, there was no need for him to perform such eye-catching movements for no reason. Wei Xuan’s choice effectively eliminated the possibility of encountering anything disgusting or visually unpleasant.
This time, Wei Xuan chose not to go out at night. Although he could cautiously walk outside at night, he didn’t have night vision, so it was safer to go out during the day.
They spent almost two days on this outing and finally arrived near the hospital as the sun was setting. Wei Xuan pondered for a moment and decided to find a relatively tall office building near the hospital.
He and Du Hang went upstairs and found a room to rest for the night, planning to search for supplies in the hospital early the next morning.
After leaving the residential area with Du Hang, there wasn’t much difference compared to usual. The zombie minions were still wandering aimlessly around the courtyard. The zombie couple resided on the top floor and engaged in various flashy and almost blinding activities every day.
On the second evening after Wei Xuan and Du Hang left, as the sun set and its golden rays bathed the earth, a mutated bird patrolling its territory flew over the vicinity. Although there was a plastic sheet blocking its view, sometimes when the wind blew and loosened a corner of the flimsy shed, or when the bird flew at a certain angle, the vibrant green color was still easily discernible.
The bird was initially flying aimlessly, looking for some larger mutated insects to feast on. However, it caught sight of the green color and excitedly let out a loud call. Flapping its wings twice, it circled and flew towards the direction of the residential area.
Two figures, along with some zombies in the area, had already stopped in their tracks when the bird flew overhead. They raised their heads, their eyes fixed on the black dot in the sky.
At that moment, when the black dot grew larger and even showed signs of wanting to land, several points of golden light suddenly flew out from behind a window on the top floor of a building.
The golden lights gleamed against the brilliance of the sun, appearing exceptionally dazzling. They moved at a tremendous speed, like sharp blades seemingly unaffected by any air resistance or gravitational pull. They shot towards the massive creature about to descend from the sky.
With a roar that sounded more like the cry of a small beast than a bird, the large bird flapped its wings and momentarily hovered in mid-air. It seemed like it still wanted to land but was struck by the two indiscernible golden lights. It let out a miserable cry and flapped its wings to flee.
“Aooo!” it cried, deciding that this place was too dangerous. It would never come back again!
The top floor room fell silent, and the zombies below, who had been looking up at the sky, lowered their heads as if nothing had happened, continuing to wander slowly around the residential area.
During winter, Wei Xuan had harvested a considerable amount of mutated vegetable seeds. He had planted them in several batches as spring arrived, and recently he had harvested a small portion. He kept some as weapons for himself and Du Hang, while the rest he distributed to the zombie couple.
Now it seemed that those snowflakes he had been feeding them hadn’t been in vain, they had served some purpose after all.
“Ah, even the healing ability of the Medical-type esper couldn’t help Xiao’an’s illness,” Mr. Zhang said wearily, using a semi-dry towel to wipe his zombie son’s face.
When he paused, his trusted secretary couldn’t help but ask, “Mr. Zhang, why didn’t you keep those two people from last time? Let’s set aside the woman for now, but that healing-type esper… that kind of ability is incredibly valuable!”
A healing-type esper, that’s a healing-type esper! Even if that person’s mental state seemed somewhat abnormal, they possessed an extremely special ability!
Since the man also claimed to be keeping a zombie, they could have shown their ongoing research on restoring zombie memories or making them similar to normal humans. Maybe that person would have stayed.
Otherwise, if anyone in the community developed any illnesses… even if humans turned into zombies after death, they wouldn’t want to experience the life of a zombie without knowing if their memories would be retained.
Mr. Zhang slowly rinsed the towel in the basin on the coffee table and wrung it dry. “They have greater utility outside,” he replied, continuing to wipe his son’s face.
The people in the base had discussed this before they found those two individuals and invited them into their base. While it was necessary to keep them, now that the two of them could freely move around the city using their unique abilities, it was a good idea to have them help collect some special items that they couldn’t retrieve for the time being.
After all, their situation was different from those two individuals. They had so many mutated animals lurking around, and every time they ventured out, there was a risk of casualties. Obtaining the essential supplies they urgently needed while ensuring the safety of the base was of utmost importance.
“As long as the items the professors and experts need are still out there, they’ll bring them back sooner or later. That’s much more worthwhile than keeping those two unstable bombs in the base,” Mr. Zhang said, raising his hand to carefully wipe his son’s face again.
“Those two fellows’ minds are not quite right. While it can be said that we have also gone mad, at least we still have our sanity. Do you think you could live next door to people like them?” He glanced at his secretary.
The secretary’s mouth twitched a few times, finally remaining silent. Indeed, during the short few hours of contact with those two individuals, he felt like his brain cells were dying in large numbers. If they spent more time together, he feared he would start coughing up blood.
“I just wonder how the zombies in their respective families and those who raise zombies in the city differ from ours…” Mr. Zhang muttered to himself. Then, with a weary and pained gaze, he looked at his son, who stared back with a ferocious expression but was struggling less than before.
“Xiaocheng… don’t be afraid. Daddy still has a long time. It’s only been a year; even if it takes ten or twenty years, Daddy will help you recover… Perhaps we’ll be lucky, and it will only take a few years for you to regain yourself…”
You guys are slowly moving past Base T in the list of suspects
Also so happy the zombies learned weapons. Can’t ruin the windows in this house and at least clothes will stay clean
It’s great story, I like this character
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…these people… Hmm?