Wei Xuan’s expression seemed somewhat heavy. He hurriedly glanced through every corridor and room in this building. He found that almost all the rooms were filled with various buckets and containers.
Some rooms contained bottled mineral water, while others were empty. There were various oddly-shaped containers filled with rainwater of different models and sizes.
Apart from the water buckets, the rest of the containers were stacked one by one by his group of zombie subordinates in a miraculously intricate way, reaching all the way up to the ceiling. Honestly, this could be considered a unique skill, and Wei Xuan had no idea where they learned this ability from.
He had thought that the shortage of water would be addressed by his zombie subordinates, who were now busy transporting and purifying the purified water in the building. Seeing this scene, he was left speechless and didn’t know what to say. He could only sigh and pull Du Hang away from the building.
His emotions at this moment were complicated, a mixture of being moved, bewildered, and speechless. Later, as he looked at the various containers on the open space in the residential area, his expression couldn’t help but distort.
“… Are they planning to purify the water they collect from these things too?” Wei Xuan’s trembling finger pointed in the direction of the containers. He was asking Du Hang beside him and also the wandering zombie subordinates nearby.
Du Hang glanced at where he pointed, then fell into deep thought. Alright, Du Hang knew that Wei Xuan could process water and that the zombie subordinates in the rooms were processing water as well. However, what did “purification” mean? Did Wei Xuan ever explain this concept to them before?
Realizing he had asked a foolish question, Wei Xuan quickly gestured and explained with his hands and received a confirming answer from Du Hang.
With the answer, Wei Xuan’s expression twisted further. He looked at the containers in the residential area’s open space and took a deep breath. “Some of these things can’t be used to collect water. You all need to move them out, and don’t use these things to store water again!”
Saying this, he stared sternly at the zombie subordinates who were excitedly gathering around to watch the commotion because of his appearance.
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The zombie subordinates collectively emitted an air of confusion, indicating their current state of mind.
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But the most bizarre part was the plastic trash bins commonly used in residential areas before the apocalypse. They were more than 1.2 meters tall, with lids that could be pulled and pushed!
If they were simply using trash bins to hold water, Wei Xuan wouldn’t react much. However, he saw trash in several of the nearby bins!!
Did they intend to purify the water from these things too?! Seeing this, Wei Xuan couldn’t help but seriously doubt all the water stored in that entire building!
Even though he had turned into a zombie and no longer needed to eat or drink, and even if he consumed something unclean, he wouldn’t get sick, he couldn’t stand this! Could he wash his face and bathe with water soaked in trash? Just the thought was maddening.
With the new instructions, his zombie subordinates who hadn’t done any “proper work” in almost a year but were busying themselves with various “tasks,” some useful and others seemingly pointless, started to radiate bubbles of happiness. They wiggled their bodies, pushing, carrying, hugging, and carrying the trash bins, joyfully leaving their residential area…
Having the experience of leading his zombie subordinates to various tasks before last year and witnessing their year of spontaneous, unclear “activities” this year, Wei Xuan found that now, with a new task, his zombie subordinates’ ability to understand and act had explosively improved. As long as he gave a slight hint, they would react promptly.
Trash bins, containers that were completely unsuitable for holding rainwater, spittoons, ashtrays, and other vessels that weren’t fit for water storage were all cleaned out by Wei Xuan’s leadership. By the time they finished with these tasks, the sky had grown dark, and it wasn’t suitable for even the zombies to continue working.
Seeing the darkening sky, Wei Xuan led his subordinates home with a hint of reluctance, and after dispersing them, he and Du Hang returned to their room.
Turning on the lights (connecting to the stored batteries), Wei Xuan looked at the footprints left by himself and Du Hang on the dusty floor. He silently swallowed a mouthful of blood. Well, today, his focus had deviated somewhat. Tomorrow, he had to clean the room thoroughly, no matter what.
Coincidentally, the water stored at home in those containers whose purpose was unclear could be put to good use. It should be suitable for cleaning furniture and floors.
Wei Xuan resisted the urge to take a shower before bed (after all, he hadn’t showered in a year) and returned to the bedroom with Du Hang. He lay down on the bed, intending to comfort himself and sleep while holding Du Hang. However, a sudden thought struck him—hadn’t he already turned into a zombie or half-zombie? Could he still sleep at night?
Looking at Du Hang, whom he was holding, he received a deep kiss. Dizzy from the kiss, Wei Xuan decided not to think too much about it. He closed his eyes and attempted to sleep, figuring that even ordinary zombies found a place to rest at night. He would just consider it a habit.
To his surprise, he actually fell asleep after closing his eyes for a while…
The events of the previous day had left Wei Xuan in a state of shock upon awakening, and encountering heavy rain later only added to the confusion. But when he woke up again today, Wei Xuan, whose rationality and intellect had seemingly returned, grabbed his little notebook and listed the most urgent tasks he needed to address.
After jotting down everything he could think of that needed immediate attention, Wei Xuan sighed heavily. He still had no idea what kind of container he had used to collect that strange snowwater. He closed his eyes, determined not to overthink it, and drank until he was satisfied. Then, he got up and began his work for the day.
The open spaces in the residential area were still cluttered with all sorts of broken containers and pots. Wei Xuan knew that while these were the hard-earned results of his zombie subordinates’ efforts, some of these results couldn’t be kept.
For instance, there were heaps of baskets riddled with holes in the residential area. What use did he have for these things? Even if he occasionally needed to dispose of some trash in the room, he could easily place about ten of them, so the rest were not only unsightly but also took up space. Could he even stand that?
Moreover, even the open spaces where vegetables used to be grown in the residential area were now occupied by these broken things. He had completely forgotten the question of whether he, as a potential zombie, could still consume regular human food.
The cleaning process lasted for half a day, not because his zombie subordinates were inefficient, but because Wei Xuan had to determine what could stay and what needed to be cleared. In the meantime, there were also interruptions caused by the zombies who had purified rainwater from the building and were now bringing rainwater from the residential area back to continue the purification process…
Well, now Wei Xuan was certain that the purified water stored in his house definitely had items retrieved from trash bins mixed in!!
While cleaning the broken containers, Wei Xuan also didn’t forget to tidy up his living space. He marked what needed to be taken away for his zombie subordinates to carry and then personally cleaned his room with Du Hang’s assistance.
Even though his now intelligent zombie subordinates could have done the cleaning, their living space was very private to Wei Xuan. He preferred to personally handle the cleaning rather than letting others, even his own subordinates, mess around in his space.
After tidying up the room and the residential area, everything looked much cleaner. Wei Xuan had a few pieces of snow and boiled a pot of snow water for himself. Using some fully charged phones and a thermometer, he went downstairs to conduct health checks on his zombie subordinates.
After the tests, Wei Xuan realized that his judgments were correct. The body temperatures of his zombie subordinates had indeed risen during the year he had been asleep, and the average temperature now hovered around twelve to thirteen degrees Celsius. Their bodies could also measure heartbeats, although the intervals between two beats were so long that it took four to five hours for one beat to occur. How could anyone notice it under normal circumstances?
Looking at the data he had collected with great effort, Wei Xuan abandoned the idea of leaving his residential area to measure the heart rates of zombies outside for comparison. He packed his things and prepared to return to his room to rest. However, he glanced at the still-cluttered residential area, full of bottles and cans, and couldn’t help but mutter, “These things still need to be cleaned up. By the way, you guys didn’t bring back any other random stuff, did you?”
Wei Xuan hadn’t really expected any answer to his grumbling, but right after he said that, suddenly, the chaotic brainwaves of the zombies around him came to a halt. A sense of foreboding rose in Wei Xuan’s heart, and he widened his eyes, quickly asking the zombie subordinates, “What else did you bring back?!”
The zombie subordinates wobbled their bodies, and under his questioning, they suddenly became excited, rushing towards several nearby buildings—not the ones Wei Xuan lived in, nor the ones storing water.
In no time, a group of zombie subordinates returned carrying a pile of colorful boxes, cans, and other items…
These zombie subordinates are so cute! I love them all. I’m very curious about the zombie couple now. Do they have a zombie kid now or smth LOL
Thank you for the update!! ❤
AHAHAHAH FEELS LIKE THEY’RE RAISING HUSKIES 😂😂😂
I imagine very well the zombies being like “us ? Bringing other stuff ? …yes ? /BRING ALL THE STUFF/”
Thanks for the chapter! Eager puppies, lol
This is making me laugh so hard! Thanks for the update 🤣🤣🤣🤣❤️❤️❤️
Imao he definitely has the mom aura, like when I bring stuff to my mom and she says no I can’t buy it
That’s what happened when you left the kids (zombies) unsupervised for so long