Elegant white wallpaper was perfectly adhered to the walls of the room. After surveying the room from left to right and confirming there were no oversights or issues, Wei Xuan displayed a satisfied smile and nodded, “Well done, it’s nicely put up.”
The zombie minions responsible for the renovation work in the room had just finished putting up the wallpaper and were emitting signals of “job’s done” moments ago. But now, upon receiving Wei Xuan’s praise, their brainwaves collectively paused for a moment before emanating waves of self-satisfied emotions, “Praised, praised…”
Facing these sentient zombies, Wei Xuan had become quite accustomed to their emotions and their ability to understand his words and convey messages. He casually patted the nearest zombie, indicating, “Alright, you guys can go down for now. The room still needs some time to air out before we can move the furniture back in.”
The patted zombie minion exuded an emotion of happiness, akin to bubbles of contentment, and swayed out of the room. Du Hang, who was beside Wei Xuan, seemed somewhat displeased as he used both hands to adjust Wei Xuan’s front to face him and planted a kiss on his lips.
Wei Xuan rolled his eyes in helplessness. His skill of adjusting positions had become quite handy lately, to the point that he didn’t know what to say. The remaining zombie minions, who were leaving the room, noticed the couple kissing and switched their emotions back to resentment, grumbling while reluctantly heading downstairs.
“You… come on, let’s go back to the other room.” Unable to resist poking Du Hang’s chest, Wei Xuan sighed while leading him to the adjacent house they were using as a temporary residence.
Since the renovation of their original living space had started, Wei Xuan and Du Hang were temporarily staying in the adjacent room. Their original dwelling was now in the long process of airing out.
Anyway, they weren’t in a rush to move back, and no one was asking them for rent money. Even if they stayed in the adjacent room for a year or more, there was no pressure at all.
Wei Xuan still had no idea whether his heart rate had changed. Unlike professional medical practitioners, Wei Xuan, who had hardly experienced any illnesses in both his lifetimes after the apocalypse, finding out that his body temperature was off was already quite unlikely and coincidental. Therefore, until now, he hadn’t even considered the possibility of his heart rate being affected similarly.
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Due to this, he continued his leisurely days while the big shots of the base were weighed down by various concerns. As the days grew colder, the body temperatures of others gradually decreased, somewhat similar to Wei Xuan’s situation. But people still felt hot in summer and cold in winter, and there was a risk of getting overheated or freezing to death if not careful.
Those who had experienced a winter before and had adapted to post-apocalyptic life throughout the year were now all without exception preparing for the coming winter.
Potatoes and carrots were dug up one by one from planters around the base, from rooftops, windowsills, and even corridors, and were either sliced into strips and hung to dry or simply left in sunny spots to dry. These would serve as important food supplies for the winter.
Some bases were relatively safe on the outskirts, with fewer mutated creatures and zombies around. Therefore, people in these bases had already cultivated plots of land near the base to grow extensive amounts of potatoes and carrots. Now was the time to harvest these crops.
However, at this moment, these bases that had cultivated farmland were all under attack to varying degrees.
The attackers, without a doubt, were the mutated birds that exhibited a special reaction to green objects!
The fact that mutated birds reacted to green objects had already been vaguely noticed by some smaller bases from last year or during this summer. However, many bases had placed their farming work in the fields that could be found nearby. Most of these fields had been occupied by unexpected mutated animals since the beginning of spring this year, causing people to be somewhat suspicious, but they didn’t truly realize the mutated birds’ behavior until now.
However, by now, as the autumn harvest approached, these flying birds’ sudden aggressiveness shattered the fragile equilibrium that had previously existed between humans and the mutant birds – an equilibrium marked by mutual avoidance and retreat.
Without food, they would have to wait to starve to death. Moreover, maybe if they managed to defeat these mutant birds, they could bring back some meat as winter sustenance. So, this battle had to be fought, and it had to be won!
In numerous bases, battles between humans and mutant creatures erupted. While these conflicts seemed sudden, they were rational and reasonable. By “sudden,” it was meant that, except for the beginning of spring this year, there had been a state of equilibrium where humans, zombies, and mutant animals and plants coexisted without clashing.
The “rational and reasonable” aspect referred to the fact that ancient humans used to hunt energetically before winter, and animals would also hunt to store food before winter. In the early years, people would store cabbages and coal before winter – these were all natural cycles.
Meanwhile, a very small number of bases that possessed decent medical knowledge and had been tirelessly researching the origin of the zombie virus discovered the changes in human body temperature and heart rate.
Some pessimistic individuals immediately speculated whether the zombie virus was responsible for this issue and whether it might lead to a complete zombification of all humans.
Optimistic individuals speculated that this might just be a gradual adjustment process for humans in the post-apocalyptic world, similar to the development of supernatural abilities. It could be a minor change in their physiology, and eventually, human bodies would adapt to the post-apocalyptic life, without any catastrophic consequences.
Regardless of these speculations, all the bases made a unanimous decision: keep it secret from the outside and other bases, and conduct secret research.
If this unexpected situation was unique to their base, it might provoke covetousness among the surrounding bases.
After nearly two years since the apocalypse, most base resources had been extensively consumed, and urban areas had become less and less accessible. Therefore, it was only natural for various bases to turn their attention to each other.
Meanwhile, during this late autumn and early winter, several smaller bases underwent mergers and conflicts. The other bases aware of these events mostly maintained a silent and observant attitude. Nobody had the capacity to deal with these matters, and nobody was willing to get involved in a mess. Even among some bases in the country, the leaders were no longer the same as those in the early days of the apocalypse.
On the day of the beginning of winter, Wei Xuan was in a cheerful mood as he directed the zombie minions to move large pieces of furniture into his newly renovated room.
The room was slightly smaller than before and had one less floor. It was clear that not all of the original furniture could be moved back into the room. Additionally, Wei Xuan had chosen new furniture that better suited his tastes. He had carefully planned and measured the sizes of each room and each piece of furniture before arranging them.
The bedroom, as the main living space, naturally required the indispensable large bed. The original wardrobe was replaced by a larger wardrobe that could be snugly placed against one wall, providing more practicality.
The big round table that used to be in the room was replaced with a collapsible, simple structure table that could be adjusted in size at any time. Other items like nightstands were more in line with his preferences.
Beside the living room’s French window, Wei Xuan had purposely placed a large lazy sofa, big enough for him and Du Hang to squeeze into together. He had also reduced some furniture in the living room. The two vegetable growing machines were placed against the wall where they didn’t obstruct, and some of the more space-consuming emergency supplies were moved to the adjacent room. The living room finally appeared less cluttered and chaotic.
Moving everything took only half a day, but categorizing and organizing these scattered items took Wei Xuan three days. Once he had finished all this, he stood contentedly in the room, connected the power converter to the heater, and said, “Finally, some peace and quiet for a few days…”
So much going on in the background
Got caught up. Whew. I only took 3 days from chapter 1 to now. I’m starving for more chapters. 😅
Ready for winter…and more snowflakes! Haha. Thanks for the update 🤣❤️🤣❤️❄️