The overall architecture of the library building is quite tall. Although it’s not as tall as the technology tower where they live, each floor is completely open, making the interior space feel even more spacious.
The central part of the building, from the second floor to the top, is open, creating a well-lit atrium. This kind of design became common in new buildings built in the last decade before the apocalypse. While it might have wasted some space, the natural light was excellent. As long as it was designed properly, the whole building would look very stylish.
However, this building is just a library, so fashionable design takes a back seat to good lighting.
Wei Xuan climbed to the second floor and looked around. The overall structure of the building was intact, with only some shelves and decorative items fallen or collapsed. There were tables and chairs around each atrium for people to read and rest, and bookshelves with various types of books were placed near the large windows.
The exterior of the building, like other commercial buildings, was covered in glass from top to bottom. This design might have been more for visual effect before the apocalypse, but in the post-apocalyptic world without public power, the natural lighting in this building turned out to be unexpectedly beneficial. Wei Xuan could easily read the book titles without needing a flashlight.
The first floor of the building was for resting, borrowing, purchasing, and a play area for children, none of which were useful to Wei Xuan. He started exploring from the second floor and moved from one floor to another.
Occasionally, he approached the bookshelves where the signs indicating book categories had fallen. Besides Du Hang, who had been following him throughout, there was also a zombie bouncing around as if it had found a new amusement park, and a follower zombie who always lagged behind their group by a floor.
Wei Xuan looked down through the atrium to the next floor, where the group of zombies seemed to be excitedly wandering around. He withdrew his gaze and headed towards the bookshelves to continue his search for his target book.
After experiencing a failed search for his target item once, Wei Xuan’s choice this time was indeed correct. He found various books related to agriculture, spice making, and even many reference books on the history and development of common agricultural tools.
They were rich in visual materials, disassembly diagrams, and usage instructions. In other words, even if Wei Xuan couldn’t find these tools in the post-apocalyptic world, he could still have Du Hang create similar ones!
The only concern at the moment was raw materials. Metal materials were relatively easier to obtain in areas with cities, and with someone as strong as Du Hang, they could shape metal into the required forms if necessary.
However, wood was becoming increasingly scarce due to the collective withering and decay of plants in the post-apocalyptic world. The rate of wood decay in the city was much higher than other materials, and it would likely become even more challenging to find in the near future.
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After a thorough exploration, Wei Xuan and Du Hang’s backpacks were filled to the brim. However, the mutated Wei Xuan didn’t feel the weight at all, even though each step he took left deep footprints on the ground when he walked on unpaved surfaces.
“No wonder it didn’t matter when I made you carry such heavy things back then,” Wei Xuan commented as he shouldered the backpacks.
Du Hang turned to look at Wei Xuan, slightly puzzled, and repeated, “It didn’t matter?”
Wei Xuan smiled and said, “I don’t feel that they’re heavy now. It seems I can pick up more things on the way back.”
This time, Du Hang didn’t repeat his words, as if he understood what Wei Xuan meant.
Just at that moment, a group of zombies, which had bounced off somewhere while they were leaving the library building, suddenly rushed over, landing on the ground not far from Wei Xuan as if they were excited, each holding a pile of things.
Wei Xuan was momentarily stunned and carefully examined the items these zombies were holding. He couldn’t help but laugh, “What are you guys doing with these things?”
“What are we doing, what are we doing, what are we doing…”
Well, he shouldn’t have asked that question. After a moment of thought, Wei Xuan pointed to himself and asked in great confusion, “For me?”
“For you, for you, for you…” the zombies repeated while bouncing around, placing the notebooks and books in front of Wei Xuan.
Wei Xuan’s lips twitched and could only accept their goodwill, “You don’t need to look for more. These are enough.”
He had to stop the zombies’ behavior promptly because there were already various “gifts” piled up in his home, courtesy of his own zombie buddies from the neighborhood. He didn’t want to go out for a stroll and have the city’s intelligent zombies wrap up their own gifts from their respective territories and give them to him.
Originally, their backpacks were already stuffed full, and now these zombies had brought a bunch of books. Fortunately, Wei Xuan carefully checked and found that most of what they brought were empty notebooks, practice calligraphy sheets, and similar items. These were things he could use in the future.
He then found some sturdy bags from a nearby store and filled them with the books, either hanging them on the backpacks or carrying them.
In this way, even though Wei Xuan still didn’t feel the weight of these things, he couldn’t carry anything else…
As the sky darkened, Wei Xuan and Du Hang hurriedly left the territory occupied by the zombies. After leaving, Wei Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and quickly found a building to rest in for the night.
However, when he turned around and saw the pile of books and bags on the room floor, he couldn’t help but feel helpless. “How am I going to take all of these back?” he muttered to himself.
Du Hang looked at him, then at the pile of stuff on the floor, and stepped forward. “I’ll take them back,” he said.
Wei Xuan looked at him with confusion. “You? How are you going to take them back?”
“Take them back, then come back, and take you,” Du Hang replied.
Wei Xuan stared at him, then sighed and rubbed his forehead. “No need, I have a plan.” He had just been expressing his amazement earlier and didn’t really intend to make Du Hang do all the heavy lifting.
By the way, if he had just taken his own little buddies with him, he wouldn’t have to worry about all of this. It seemed that next time, even if he went to find the healing men, he could bring his little buddies along. They could just find a temporary hiding place while he did his business.
The room had not been cleaned in three years, and the dust was so thick that anyone entering would start sneezing immediately. Fortunately, Wei Xuan was no longer human, so he didn’t need to breathe. He was grateful for that as he entered the room.
The next morning, Wei Xuan randomly grabbed a few zombies from the streets. Yes, the streets were full of ownerless zombies. Wei Xuan used a thermometer and found that the ones he had grabbed all had lower body temperatures, weren’t very intelligent, and were relatively obedient.
However, as Wei Xuan was about to leave with these zombies, his hand was suddenly grabbed. He was startled and turned to see Du Hang holding his hand. “What’s wrong?” Wei Xuan asked.
Du Hang was just staring at Wei Xuan’s hand. When he saw Wei Xuan’s question, he looked up at him and then pointed at the zombies he had grabbed, signaling Wei Xuan to let go and let him take them instead.
Wei Xuan was a bit puzzled. “Are you jealous?” he asked.
Could zombies gain the skill of jealousy once their intelligence reaches a certain level?
Wei Xuan looked at Du Hang with a mix of surprise, anticipation, and delight in his eyes, and then… he saw Du Hang nodding and saying, “Jealous.”
With great difficulty, Wei Xuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva. His face wore a somewhat foolish smile as he took a step closer to Du Hang and kissed him on the lips. At the same time, he clearly felt that his heart, pressed close to Du Hang’s, beat in sync, strong and fast.
About twenty minutes later, a group of figures stumbled out of a residential building. Wei Xuan and Du Hang walked in front, hand in hand, while behind them were four zombies, each carrying a bag or a backpack.
At this point, Wei Xuan’s backpack was empty, and the bags the zombies were carrying were found in the nearby residential building. Fortunately, most households had at least one or two backpacks or school bags, so they made do.
The number of laborers brought in this time wasn’t large, but Wei Xuan felt no pressure at all. These were all randomly grabbed from the street, and taking too many at once might not be easy to control.
He would wait until he found other things he needed to bring back and needed labor for, then he would temporarily grab a few from the street. After all, three-legged frogs were hard to find in the post-apocalyptic world, but there were definitely plenty of strong zombies that could serve as labor.
Coming out of the residential building, Wei Xuan looked around and walked towards a nearby large Shandong cuisine restaurant. Yes, now that he had the books in hand, it was time to start his search for cutting boards.
Hopefully the new Zombies will get along with the older ones.
A little shopping, picking up some new zombies…hahahaha… Thanks for the update 🤣❤️🤣❤️🤣
It’s like when you forget your shopping bags at home and gotta get new ones to carry all your stuff in.
Thanks for the chapter! He’s bringing little brothers to his friends, lol