In mid-February, the northern weather had yet to warm up, and the land was still covered in a thick blanket of white snow.
Snowflakes began to fall from the sky once again, but this time it was not the usual snowfall. Instead, it was the first strange snowstorm of the year.
The zombies, buried under the snow due to the previous snowfall, emerged from their snowy graves. They abandoned their lazy habit of lying in the snow, waiting for it to melt and flow into their mouths. Instead, they at least lifted their heads out of the snow pits, opened their mouths, and eagerly caught the falling snowflakes.
Some people, whose body temperatures had dropped to around 22 degrees Celsius, had completely lost consciousness. They stood by windows or in the snow, mimicking the posture of the zombies, waiting for snowflakes to fall into their mouths.
For those whose body temperatures hadn’t dropped below 20 degrees, they lived together with people whose body temperatures hadn’t changed significantly for various reasons. The relatively normal people couldn’t help but feel uneasy when they witnessed this scene, not knowing what was happening.
Some people even thought that their companions were playing a game of catching snowflakes with their mouths and tried to imitate them by opening their mouths for a while. However, they felt nothing, and it was only when they stopped mimicking and tried to shake their companions that they realized something was wrong.
As before, when Wei Xuan snapped out of his daze, the snow in the sky had completely disappeared. However, he was still looking up at the gloomy sky, and it took him a long time to exhale a white breath.
He lowered his head, and the snow piled on top of his head and face suddenly fell with a “whoosh.” Some of it even cheekily slipped inside his collar. Despite not being particularly sensitive to cold, the sudden coldness made him shiver and jump up from the spot. Afterward, the snow on his shoulders and clothes also fell down.
Du Hang, who was standing beside him, saw Wei Xuan jump up and turned to look at him. The snow on his head and face also fell down.
Both of them cleaned off the snow from their bodies. Wei Xuan surveyed the surroundings, confirming that his zombie buddies were not spread all over the neighborhood as before. He took a few steps in the direction of the zombie dormitory building and saw them poking their heads out of windows and doorways or standing under the building.
Clearly, they had just finished their “meal” and were ready to return to the building, as Wei Xuan had instructed, don’t stay outside when it’s snowing. However, when they saw Wei Xuan approaching, they swayed and stumbled toward him and Du Hang with excited expressions.
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Rubbing his ears, Wei Xuan looked up at the sky once more and confirmed that it was the second day of strange snowfall after the strange snow had stopped. It was the perfect time to get to work!
“Alright, gather the strange snow that we’ve collected under the plastic sheets we set up earlier,” Wei Xuan announced to the eager zombie buddies around him.
The appetite of his zombie buddies at home was slowly increasing, but now they were capable of finding and consuming “food” on their own when they were hungry, even if Wei Xuan hadn’t distilled the snow water into snowflakes. In hot weather, they drank it, but now, in winter, the snow water would melt and freeze into ice blocks. When they were hungry, they would go to the room where the snow water was stored, break a piece of ice with their incredible strength, and then grab a chunk to eat…
This simple and direct yet violent method had given Wei Xuan a headache when he first saw it, but the fact that the kids could fend for themselves allowed him, as their “parent,” to save some effort.
He usually didn’t have to worry about what his zombie buddies ate; he just had to put the snow water in the designated building, as they would help themselves. Wei Xuan usually boiled the strange snow for himself, both for his own consumption and to provide to his zombie buddies when they were on the go.
So today, he just needed to bring the zombie buddies and collect as much strange snow as possible, as his house had plenty of containers.
The zombie buddies who had once again been given the opportunity to work eagerly rushed out of the building, and even the zombie couple, who hadn’t left their homes for a year and could go without stepping outside, were swaying out of their houses. Wei Xuan wasn’t sure if they had come out to wander because they were bored in their rooms. In any case, free labor was not to be wasted.
Carrying various pots, pans, and containers, the zombie buddies excitedly swayed as they embarked on their snow collection mission. It was crucial to seize this opportunity! Peculiar snow was not your ordinary snow. Even in winter, it would instantly melt on the second day after it stopped falling. They needed to gather as much of it as possible for their zombie buddies before that happened.
Fortunately, strange snow fell four times a year, once each season. Every time they collected strange snow, they had leftovers that carried over to the next time. Wei Xuan had decided to distill the surplus strange snow into snowflakes. He couldn’t help but feel that this strange snow appeared inexplicably. What if one day it stopped snowing altogether? If there were no snowflake reserves, how would the zombies replenish their energy?
Wei Xuan didn’t understand the form of existence of the zombies or how often they needed to replenish their energy, and how long their actions and expenditures could last after replenishing energy. Otherwise, if someday all living humans turned into zombies like him, or half-zombies, and strange snow stopped falling, what would the zombies eat?
At least based on his current experience, eating the meat of mutant animals until their stomachs were full only took one night to digest.
In that case, even if the size of mutant animals increased several times, they probably wouldn’t withstand being eaten every day, right?
Thinking about this, Wei Xuan worked even harder. Initially, he had only followed his usual routine of covering the roofs of buildings in his neighborhood and nearby neighborhoods with plastic sheets to separate regular snow from strange snow, intending to collect the latter. But beyond collecting this, he realized he had quite a few intact pots and containers at home, so he decided to expand the collection area.
Wei Xuan used to think that it would be impossible to distinguish between regular snow and strange snow when they piled up together. However, as a zombie, he could now tell the approximate thickness of strange snow in a handful of snow just by asking a few questions. Why not just take the top layer off?
Moreover, who was helping him deal with the accumulated snow? It was the zombies themselves! How could they not recognize it?
“Sigh, if only I had known they could tell the difference, I would have let them do this from the beginning. Otherwise, the harvest this time might be less than usual,” Wei Xuan lamented with regret, silently reflecting in his heart.
When he was sleeping for a long time, although his zombie buddies were also collecting strange snow water, they had taken all the containers to store water, which reduced the number of pots and containers. As a result, although they were collecting, the quantity was only enough for their daily consumption.
Although he still had some reserves now, they would be used up quickly.
“Let’s go back and find more pots and containers later,” Wei Xuan ordered the zombie buddies. Seeing them obediently collecting the top layer of strange snow into containers, his mood improved, and he mumbled to himself.
Du Hang nodded when he heard Wei Xuan’s words. “Okay.”
Wei Xuan turned to look at him. “Not now, we’ll all go out together later.”
He felt that it wasn’t good for his zombie buddies to stay at home all the time. He needed to find something for them to do regularly, or they might develop problems from staying indoors for too long.
Sometimes, humans were creatures like this. It was fine for them to be lazy, stay at home, and not go out, but they couldn’t stand it when others did the same. Wei Xuan was currently in this state. He could stay in his room for a week without leaving, but when he saw how much his zombie buddies enjoyed working, he developed the enthusiasm to take them out more often.
Of course, this “going out more often” was relative to Wei Xuan’s own lifestyle. Generally speaking, he could take his zombie buddies out for three to five days a month, and that should be enough.
After calculating roughly when the next outing would be and what they needed to collect, Wei Xuan joined the ranks of his zombie buddies, working together to clear away the snow.
Twenty-four hours passed, and when Wei Xuan noticed that the snow in front of him suddenly lowered by a considerable amount, and small holes appeared as the snow beneath melted away, he finally realized that a whole day had passed.
Straightening his back, Wei Xuan didn’t feel particularly sore in his waist. He let out a long sigh and looked around. “I guess the harvest is not bad, right?”
Seeing that the snow in front of them had decreased significantly and that his zombie buddies were still busy, but now staring blankly at what had happened, Wei Xuan loudly reminded them, “It’s time to finish! Let’s go home with the containers!”
“Going home, going home, going home…” The zombie buddies realized that today’s task was over, and they repeated the same slogan with great excitement. They picked up buckets and carried pots and containers as they swayed toward their home in the neighborhood.
No rest for the zombies in Wei Xuan’s community 😁
So happy, playing with Wei Xuan, collecting snow with him, then everyone going home, so happy—like a crazy zombie cult, lmao! Thanks for the update 🤣❤️🤣❤️❄️❄️❄️
perhaps the real farming was the strange snow we found along the way akxhakxhsm
lmao you’re probably right 😭😭😭
LMAOOO FR 😭😭