After looking at the accumulated snow outside the window, Wei Xuan raised his hand to scratch his messy hair. With a soft sigh, he turned and walked into the bathroom. He had originally planned to spend the day gaming at home and playing some puzzle games with Du Hang. However, the pace of life was disrupted by this snowfall.
Standing in front of the sink, Wei Xuan prepared to freshen up a bit before heading out to cover the roofs of the houses in the community with plastic sheets. Although he could wait for the snow to finish and then collect the clean layer of snow, he realized that this might be the first snowfall of the winter season. If the outside temperature wasn’t low enough and the snow wasn’t heavy, it might melt quickly. He decided to be prepared in advance, so he could utilize the snow remaining on the plastic sheets.
While washing his face and brushing his teeth in front of the mirror, Wei Xuan absentmindedly tied his medium-length hair back. As he was about to leave, he suddenly stared at his reflection in the mirror, feeling something odd. He couldn’t pinpoint exactly what it was, even after scrutinizing himself carefully.
Frowning at his own reflection, he noticed that the person in the mirror was also looking outside. Wei Xuan in the mirror appeared to have lost some weight compared to his appearance in the early days of the apocalypse.
It was true; he hardly had any excess fat on his body. However, he felt a bit dissatisfied that despite not having any excess fat, his muscles weren’t very developed either. Comparatively, his arms and legs were thinner than Du Hang’s.
Examining his reflection more closely, he observed that his skin was rougher than before the apocalypse, yet still much better than the survivors he had seen at the base. This was because Wei Xuan rarely went outside for work and didn’t have to endure exposure to harsh weather conditions. He often wore a mask when going out, which helped preserve the condition of his skin even without regular maintenance.
“What exactly feels strange?” Wei Xuan murmured, even opening his mouth to check his teeth and examining his eyes. Everything seemed just as he remembered. Suddenly, Du Hang, who had been waiting outside the bathroom, walked in because Wei Xuan had been inside for quite some time.
Seeing Du Hang enter, Wei Xuan hurriedly said, “Alright, I’m coming out now.” He stood up straight, ready to leave. However, as he turned to leave, he suddenly turned back, staring at his reflection in the mirror.
Finally, he noticed what was amiss.
He raised his hand and pulled a section of his hair that was casually tied behind his head to the side of his face. Looking at the short length, a brief moment of confusion appeared on Wei Xuan’s face. Then, he felt his heart race.
From the time he entered the apocalypse until now, about a year and a half had passed. Around last winter, he had tied his hair up to keep it out of his way. But until now…
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While his hair in his previous life would reach a certain length before he’d casually cut it with scissors or a knife, now his hair had remained almost the same length since the beginning of the apocalypse!
Wei Xuan stood in front of the bathroom mirror with a dark expression, his grip on the hair in his hand feeling less like his own and more like a snake he had barely managed to control. After a long time, he sighed deeply, turned around, and left the bathroom.
Du Hang followed quietly behind Wei Xuan, like an obedient, non-disruptive dog. Although Wei Xuan’s mood was extremely complex and he didn’t have the energy to focus on other matters, he still reached out and took Du Hang’s hand as they passed by each other. They arrived in the living room and opened a drawer to retrieve a ruler.
After roughly measuring his hair’s length, Wei Xuan made notes on his phone and in a notebook. Then, with Du Hang by his side, he left the room and went downstairs to find the zombie underlings.
Zombie hair wouldn’t grow longer or shorter after the apocalypse. His own hair, his body temperature…
There were some things Wei Xuan didn’t dare to think deeply about, but he had faintly arrived at a conclusion in his heart. Perhaps it was because he had long been prepared to take certain actions proactively that he was able to suppress his worries at this moment, despite his complex feelings.
Leading the zombie underlings, he retrieved the large plastic sheets he had used to deal with the strange snowfall multiple times before. He had his underlings spread the sheets over the roofs of the houses in the community. After distributing all the sheets, Wei Xuan stood in the open space of the community, looking up at the gray sky as pure white snowflakes drifted down slowly.
The brain seemed to enter a state of absentmindedness, as if he were surrounded by cotton, feeling light and without any sense of effort. After a while, Wei Xuan, who had snapped out of it, found himself still standing in the open space, holding Du Hang’s left hand with his right hand.
He turned his head to look at Du Hang and said, “It doesn’t matter if things change like this… Let’s go out in a few days. I want to go hunting.”
Hunting, capturing an animal that can be eaten and bringing the meat home!
Yes, that’s right. Upon realizing that he might gradually turn into a zombie without realizing it, the first thing that came to Wei Xuan’s mind was to catch some prey and enjoy a good meal of meat.
Although he had mentally prepared himself to become a zombie, and he had been eating poultry for a while, he still wanted to catch a mutated pig, cow, or sheep – animals he loved to eat even before the apocalypse.
Can a pile of jerky at home compare to the taste of freshly prepared braised meat or stewed meat? In the future, even if he could maintain his intelligence and consciousness, he might not be able to eat, or he might not taste anything even if he did eat. In this vast world, the joy of eating gourmet food was unparalleled.
The diligent zombie underlings finished spreading the plastic sheets on the roofs and wandered back to their beloved community roads, bubbles of unknown yet content happiness popping up within them as they roamed the streets.
Some of the underlings who hadn’t been assigned tasks mixed in with them, muttering, “No kiss, no kiss…”
After Wei Xuan had spaced out and spoken to Du Hang, Du Hang took the opportunity to kiss him again, and the surrounding resentment gathered once more. However, this time, Wei Xuan neither scolded them nor said anything; he simply brought Du Hang back to their room. On the table, there was a can of opened eight-treasure porridge and a reheated meat and vegetable wrap. Wei Xuan turned on the TV and the game console, and started playing a game.
Life should be lived as it should be lived. No matter what, he was currently powerless to change anything. So, he decided to do what he could do.
He needed to collect the clean snow water as usual and freeze the ice. After a couple of days, when the roads became more manageable, they would go hunting. Finally, Wei Xuan planned to enjoy a few good meat dishes…
The heavy snowfall continued for a full two days. During this time, the nighttime temperature dropped below zero degrees Celsius, and the daytime temperature hovered around ten degrees. The climate seemed to have transitioned from early winter to deep winter in an instant.
On this morning, Wei Xuan got up early and confirmed that it had stopped snowing outside before going to the bathroom to brush his teeth, wash his face, and have breakfast. After breakfast, and after confirming that the sky outside was no longer snowing, Wei Xuan went downstairs again to gather the clean snow.
The strange snow water from before was still evaporating. Yesterday, Wei Xuan had checked the various rooms and found that almost all the strange snow water had frozen during the two days of snowfall, but the ice was still only on the surface. He hadn’t checked the situation this morning yet, but he was sure the ice layer would be thicker.
This new batch of regular snow water couldn’t be stored in those two floors of the building. Wei Xuan had no choice but to specially clear out one building to accommodate the new water containers.
Fortunately, Wei Xuan had previously acquired a large number of water containers of various sizes that could be carried. Although he had used a lot of containers to evaporate the strange snow water, there were still plenty of plastic basins, fish tanks, and storage boxes available. All of these could be used to store regular snow water.
Before long, each zombie underling was carrying a water container in each hand, a shovel slung over their bodies, and wearing white gloves. They swayed their way up to the rooftops, pouring the collected snow water from their containers into various sizes of containers that had been cleaned out in the rooms.
Wei Xuan was using a hot water heater to melt the snow in a large basin filled to the brim with snow.
The zombie underlings worked at their usual fast pace, and before long, they had filled all the containers Wei Xuan had prepared. After dealing with one large basin of snow, Wei Xuan left a few of the underlings to assist and began purifying the water and filling containers.
When dealing with rainwater and snow water before, although he had the underlings assist, he still handled things up close and personally when dealing with items that might be consumed. However, this time, Wei Xuan had absolutely no psychological pressure as he assigned these tasks to the underlings.
There was still plenty of water left at home; it would take a while to use it all up. By the time they ran out of guaranteed water, he would have already hunted something if possible and enjoyed some meat if there was any to be had.
By then, even if the water touched by the zombie underlings contained the zombie virus and it infected him into becoming a zombie, he had completely lost any fear of it.
Must eat meat…before he becomes a zombie…hahahaha! Thanks for the update 🤣❤️🤣❤️🤣❤️🤣❤️
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A man with GOALS … Never Back Down
Never What
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