Puzzles, building blocks, LEGO, clay, glass beads, water guns, models, figurines, chess… Wei Xuan even spotted a Gundam model missing an arm in the arms of a zombie subordinate.
The pile of items in front of Wei Xuan made his eyes twitch. He looked at the heap, then at the zombie subordinates, and with difficulty swallowed a gulp of saliva. His voice hoarse, he asked, “… How did you guys…”
His sentence was left unfinished because he himself didn’t know how to ask.
Before “falling asleep,” he had taken the zombie subordinates to malls and entertainment centers to collect all sorts of games and entertainment items. Therefore, it wasn’t really surprising that they brought back similar products after he fell asleep.
However, now, in addition to a bunch of similar products, they have also brought back a variety of children’s toys such as glass beads, balloons, sparklers, bubble blowers, and more.
Could it be that while searching for these items, they triggered memories of the concept of “toys,” causing them to bring back everything they could play with?
Seeing the small subordinates coming back with various boxes and packages to show off, Wei Xuan couldn’t help but rub his temples. He saw them carrying game discs, animated movie DVDs, shuttlecocks, jump ropes, diabolos, Barbie doll sets…
It seemed that the scope of “games and toys” he had searched for before was a bit limited. Looking at what they had found now, it was clearly much broader.
This time, Wei Xuan didn’t inquire about where they had found all these items. Just by looking at the scattered pots and cans around, he could guess that the sources of these items were likely similar.
So, after some thought, he verbally praised the zombie subordinates for independently seeking fun and brightening up their monotonous lives. He then instructed them to put the items away and proceeded to ask, “Aside from containers and toys, what else did you guys bring back?”
Understanding his question again, the zombie subordinates released bubbles of excitement and started to surround him enthusiastically, shaking their bodies and moving outward.
Wei Xuan was perplexed, but even Du Hang at his side was moving along with the group, so he could only follow his zombie subordinates out of the residential area.
Perhaps because the subordinates didn’t know how to convey the place they wanted to take him to or the things they wanted him to see, even though they emitted waves of excitement throughout the journey, there was nothing substantial to explain. Wei Xuan could only follow them out of the residential area, onto the street, and then arrived at a very familiar place.
He widened his eyes in astonishment as he looked at the entrance ahead. Wei Xuan pointed and asked with disbelief, “You want to take me here?”
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Nods all around, and the emotions around him conveyed “go in, go in, go in.” Wei Xuan could only take out the flashlight from his backpack and follow the procession of zombie subordinates as they entered.
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“… It seems to have become even more dilapidated.”
Almost a year had passed, and with the influence of rainwater seeping in through slopes and other openings, as well as the wind and other factors from the outside world, the underground room that had been neglected for years had become more weathered due to environmental exposure.
The changes in the vehicles were even more pronounced. Although they didn’t look as devastated as the vehicles scattered on the roads outside, many areas had rusted, clearly showing the marks of time.
A sense of melancholy overcame Wei Xuan. These marks represented how much the current world had drifted away from the modern, advanced, and high-tech society he remembered.
Suppressing this inexplicable feeling of sadness, Wei Xuan followed his zombie subordinates as they led him to the second underground floor. However, just as he turned the corner and saw what was blocking the passage beneath the ramp, he froze for a moment.
Underneath the slope, there was clearly something obstructing the entrance. Although he wasn’t certain if that something had completely sealed off the entrance, its size was definitely not small!
With a slight pause in his steps, Wei Xuan hurried his pace, rushing over. Then, after seeing the situation on the second underground floor, he stood there dumbfounded for a long time, unable to move at all.
Trembling, he raised a hand and pointed at the “thing” on the second underground floor. With an expression of shock, he asked the zombie subordinates around him, “You guys didn’t… create all of these, did you?!”
“We did, we did, we did…”
“It was us, it was us…”
Responses in a chaotic mix erupted. The meaning behind their words was clear and direct, straightforwardly answering Wei Xuan’s question—yes, they did it, it was all them!
A row of nearly identical houses stood on the second underground floor. These houses were built tightly together, so compact that if it weren’t for the sloped path in between, Wei Xuan feared there wouldn’t be enough space to walk through!
From the exterior, each house looked exactly the same as the ice cellar Wei Xuan had constructed with the zombie subordinates and Du Hang a year ago! The heights, widths, orientations of the doors, and even the angles of the ramps were all identical!
Wei Xuan hurriedly walked a few steps to the nearest house, raised his hand, and opened the door. To his astonishment, he found that there were indeed metal plates attached to the interior walls!
Due to the metal plates blocking his view, Wei Xuan couldn’t immediately tell whether the inside had been insulated with foam by them. He knocked and pressed on the plates with his hand, and the tactile sensation and sound informed him that there was indeed an insulation layer inside!
With a look of disbelief on his face, Wei Xuan turned somewhat stiffly and looked at the zombie subordinates who had entered with him, emitting an aura of “praise me, praise me!” He couldn’t help but swallow his saliva with some difficulty and asked, “Did you guys build all of these after I fell asleep?”
Once again, the zombie subordinates emitted a joyful aura, and in unison, they answered, “Built them, built them, we built them…”
Then, a few of the smaller zombie subordinates began to complain, “Not full, not full…”
“What’s not full?” Wei Xuan fell into confusion once more. Hearing his question, the zombie subordinates, who were emitting an aura of “boxes, boxes,” guided him to a few rows of houses and opened the door to one of the rooms.
After seeing what was inside, Wei Xuan drew another sharp breath. He saw neat stacks of plastic storage boxes inside the room. These were the same type of boxes he had used last winter to store clean water, freezing it into ice blocks before moving them into the earlier ice cellar.
Now, were these boxes filled with ice blocks as well?
He hastened his steps, reached the storage boxes, and touched them. He realized that his sensitivity to temperature had decreased even further. So, the initial shock subsided slightly, and he opened one of the individual boxes.
Inside were clean, clear water—no traces of ice blocks.
Wei Xuan heaved a sigh of relief. He didn’t know if he felt disappointed or relieved. After all, ice blocks could only be formed naturally when the temperature was exceptionally low, usually during winter. Occasionally, he would use these storage boxes to store clean, purified water at home.
The zombie subordinates probably brought these boxes over because of that—maybe they thought he had built these houses to specifically store water in these containers?
In any case, these guys had managed to construct so many ice cellars after he fell asleep, and they had intentionally brought over numerous storage boxes filled with water and placed them in the ice cellars. This considerate gesture touched Wei Xuan once again.
He patted the arms of the nearest zombies, “You guys have worked hard.”
As soon as the words fell, the zombie subordinates who received praise experienced another surge of emotions. Their joyful mood seemed to pierce through the ceiling, and Wei Xuan could practically hear their voices stacking together, “Not hard, not hard, not hard…”
Since he was in the underground parking lot, Wei Xuan had to check on the ice cellar where he stored ice blocks last year. He had some trouble finding the location of the first ice cellar among the numerous houses. Opening the door, a rush of cold air greeted him. Even Wei Xuan, who had now turned into a zombie, couldn’t help shivering.
Feeling the chill, Wei Xuan’s eyes brightened. He quickly walked in, pointed to a row of boxes, and had Du Hang help him lift the top box.
After opening the lid, the perfectly intact ice blocks inside excited Wei Xuan. A smile appeared on his face, “It actually works! They haven’t melted after all this time?!” After the excitement, he promptly asked Du Hang to put things back in place. As he was closing the door and about to leave the room, a sudden realization struck him. The smile on his face froze, “Even if their insulation is great, what use are they to me now?”
Indeed, he had become a zombie now. Even if he needed to bathe daily and clean his room regularly, he could use the rainwater he had accumulated. Why bother with freezing ice?
He seriously wondered if he could even feel the heat in the midst of summer.
With a complex mood, he checked the water levels in the third underground floor—it was nearly identical to before he fell asleep. Wei Xuan led his subordinates back to the residential area and, after dispersing them, held Du Hang’s hand.
They walked slowly through the streets of the community. After a while, he sighed and said, “Now they’ve become smarter, can do more things, and help me more. As long as I want, I have more resources to use. But now… it seems I won’t be needing these anymore.”
He looked up at the sky with a somewhat melancholic expression, “I wonder if I can still eat meat now? Will I even have a normal sense of taste when eating meat? Sigh… I also wonder if the meat from that lamb last year was flavorful enough? What a pity…”
A true pity, he hadn’t been able to enjoy it before he died.
Hearing his words, Du Hang blinked and suddenly took a step forward, horizontally embracing Wei Xuan.
Du Hang hadn’t carried him around like this since Wei Xuan woke up this time. Now, this sudden embrace startled Wei Xuan. As he felt Du Hang running with him, Wei Xuan quickly asked, “Where are you taking me?”
Du Hang looked at him and continued running, “To eat meat.”
Thanks for the chapter! Such hardworking little zombies! Praise them more!
Praise us, praise us, praise…
What kind meat are you going to feed him Du Hang 😏
I’m tearing up//
the zombie brothers got bored waiting for wei xuan to wake up that they busied themselves by doing chores in their community. why are they so freaking adorable 😫❤️
Please, these zombies and Wei Xuan remind me of the Tak Zerg and their king Gu Huai. T-T
I love the zombies, theyre too cute, i cant, my heart is melting