After going out once and taking a trip, Wei Xuan would rest for two to three days after returning home before having the enthusiasm to do anything else. It’s not because going out once tired him out—how could his current zombie body get tired? It’s because of someone’s lazy tendencies; he always feels that going out is too much trouble, and after coming back, he needs a few days of proper rest, treating himself as if he had a normal human constitution before going to sleep.
During these two days of rest, he didn’t do anything else. First, he cleaned some water and had a comfortable bath with Du Hang, during which some unspeakable things naturally happened. Then he happily played games at home for two full days…
Yes, since he had already woken up and taken care of the most important matter at hand, Wei Xuan naturally wanted to see if he still had an interest in his hobbies from his human days.
The result was pleasing. Spending two full days playing games showed that even though he had turned into a zombie, he was still a normal human with intact physical and mental abilities.
The only regret was, “Ah, the controller is too fragile.”
Wei Xuan looked at a controller he accidentally squeezed too hard, and while he discovered it in time and didn’t cause a bigger problem, the squeezed part still affected its usability and exposed the integrated circuit board inside.
Fortunately, when he found this set of gaming equipment in that house, there were two controllers in total, so there was a replacement. However, at this rate, he couldn’t guarantee that one day, while playing games (especially action or fighting games), he wouldn’t get too excited and break the last controller!
At this moment, Wei Xuan deeply regretted why he didn’t bring back more controllers when he went to those game stores. These things were not renewable resources in the future!
“Why did those guys only bring back a bunch of game discs when they were collecting items, without any controllers or consoles?” Actually, there were game consoles, but the zombie buddies brought back various models and shapes of handhelds, from antique gaming handhelds from years ago to ones that had just been released a year before the apocalypse, but they didn’t bring back desktop consoles with matching controllers…
Looking at the poorly taped controller in his hand, Wei Xuan knew that as long as he took this thing out and indicated that he wanted it to his zombie buddies, they could quickly gather a bunch of them for him. However, “Why not go out for a spin again?”
After all, Wei Xuan had plenty of free time as a zombie, and he didn’t even have to eat every day. Staying at home every day would get boring, so he occasionally went out for a change of pace. He couldn’t waste such a relaxed and enjoyable time.
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Now, the neighborhood was still filled with various pots and containers of different sizes. Wei Xuan was busy with these things. He temporarily stored half of the containers that were not suitable for collecting rain or snowwater in the empty rooms, and cleaned all the containers on the rooftops, paying special attention to scrubbing the roof where the fossilized sheep and chicken used to be placed.
Afterward, he led his zombie buddies to cover the entire roof with clean plastic sheets in preparation for collecting strange snow.
Then, he placed the larger containers in the corners of the neighborhood pathways and deliberately cleared the open spaces reserved for growing vegetables, once again fencing them off. He sternly lectured his inattentive buddies, “This is where we used to grow grains and vegetables. If you pile things on top, nothing will grow!”
Wei Xuan discovered, only after clearing all the containers from the open spaces in the neighborhood, how many crops had been killed or crushed by them. Now that he was awake, he couldn’t allow them to continue causing harm!
You see, these places were where he had planted all the seeds he had collected with so much effort!!
Without even having to think about it, Wei Xuan could guess who had started randomly planting things. His zombie buddies wouldn’t enter the rooms where he and Du Hang lived, and only Du Hang knew where these seeds were placed. Besides, he had deliberately divided the seeds for Du Hang to plant.
For the mistakes his beloved had made, Wei Xuan was willing to go to great lengths to fix them. Now that there was no other way to remedy the situation, the only solution Wei Xuan could think of was… strange snow.
When crops were irrigated with water mixed with strange snow, they could grow successfully. Wei Xuan didn’t want to use so much specially prepared snow water to irrigate the crops in the neighborhood’s open spaces now, but he could clear the area as much as possible, so that when the strange snow fell, as long as he prevented the zombies from standing on the open ground and eating the snowflakes, the melted snow might have some beneficial effect on the crops in the soil.
Now, he could only use this method to comfort himself and hope that some of the seeds would survive.
It took him three or four days to clean up the open space outside the neighborhood, and Wei Xuan also took the opportunity to clean up the debris that had collapsed and fallen on the neighborhood’s streets during the early days of the apocalypse. Now, it was time to thoroughly organize the various buildings and rooms.
During the earlier cleaning process, Wei Xuan had already tried to move all the unnecessary clutter and unused furniture from the rooms to other nearby neighborhoods. However, the rooms that had been cleared still contained many things, but they were in disarray, and he didn’t know what was in them.
Wei Xuan’s current task was to categorize all the buildings based on their different functions and the types of items stored inside.
For example, there were buildings designated for various tools, buildings for various raw materials, buildings for collecting rainwater, buildings for entertainment facilities, buildings for storing filtered pure water, and so on.
In the building where he lived, apart from storing everyday essential supplies, he mainly stored various food-related items.
Unfortunately, many of the food items, canned goods, and supplies that Wei Xuan had painstakingly collected in the past, as well as those left by the original residents of the neighborhood, had all expired. Otherwise, Wei Xuan would have filled all the rooms in this building with them.
Now, although there were still some finished food items that had just expired and could be consumed, Wei Xuan, who no longer had a need for food, didn’t dwell on these things like he used to. He could satisfy his appetite with fresh meat and season it with non-perishable condiments.
However, the question of how to deal with the food items that could still be consumed was still a problem that needed to be considered. He had to think about it slowly.
Cleaning up the clutter in the neighborhood was a troublesome task, and Wei Xuan and his zombie buddies remained busy until there were still some finer details left to be handled when the strange snow began to fall. After all, Wei Xuan needed to both organize and record what had been stored in the different rooms of different buildings. If necessary, he would even take photos with his phone to document it.
So, as Wei Xuan was busy muttering some inexplicable words to express his emotions and working, he suddenly raised his head in confusion when he felt a strange palpitation in his chest. He then noticed that small, sparkling white snowflakes were falling outside the window.
Upon seeing those snowflakes, Wei Xuan instantly knew what they were. It was as if the heart inside his chest, which had been beating slowly, suddenly accelerated, “Let’s go, everyone out, remember not to stand in the areas that are blocked off, occupy the middle of the road!”
After all, the middle of the road was not needed for planting crops. As long as the areas with seeds and the corners of the buildings where water barrels were placed were left untouched, it would be fine.
Following Wei Xuan’s instructions, his zombie buddies transformed into arrows in an instant, rushing out of the rooms, and joining their fellow zombies who were already outside, standing in the middle of the road, opening their mouths, looking up at the sky, and catching snowflakes.
Even the zombie buddies who had been idle and didn’t leave the house all day stood by the wide-open windows, poking their heads out.
Wei Xuan didn’t waste any time either. He grabbed Du Hang’s hand, and together, they rushed outside and instinctively looked up, opening their mouths.
The feeling was incredibly mysterious. At this moment, it was as if the whole world had turned white in Wei Xuan’s eyes. Yet, it wasn’t the kind of white that easily made people feel tense or bored. It was a white with various colors, shades, and brilliance.
Little by little, piece by piece, swirling and dancing in the wind, the snowflakes fell onto his face, into his mouth, onto his body, slowly covering him entirely.
Wei Xuan’s entire world seemed to have turned into white, but it wasn’t the kind of white that made people feel cold and lifeless. It was a vibrant and magical white.
At that moment, all his thoughts vanished, and only one thought remained in his mind: So this is what it feels like when you “eat” snowflakes that fall from the sky…
Thump, thump, thump… The sound of his heartbeat echoed, barely audible, except for those close to his chest, no one could hear it. Yet, it seemed to envelop the entire neighborhood and even farther, making all the surrounding zombies clearly audible.
Enjoying the snow as a zombie…with all the community…
Thanks for the chapter! That snow is fascinating!
Wait, did author just implying ‘they finally take the last step’ in one sentence and then move on? Lol.