Zhao Yin walked into the small western-style building and saw two human skeletons.

Only dark brown meat residue remained on it, which must have been eaten by zombies not long ago.

No wonder there are one or two hundred zombies gathered here. There must be two survivors living here, and for some reason they attracted zombies from the entire village.

After they were eaten, the zombies did not disperse.

At this time, the small western-style building was in a mess, almost all the furniture was destroyed, and the air was filled with the stench of zombies.

The floor was littered with garbage, as well as residual blood and corpse fluids dripping from zombies.

After Song Xiaodao ran to the backyard to drink some water, he found a broken broom head and prepared to clean the room.

"Forget it, you go to the rooftop and sweep the floor. We'll spend the night there." Zhao Yin said.

After saying that, he went to the independent kitchen in the backyard, which was also severely damaged by zombies. The wood-burning stove had collapsed and pots and pans were broken all over the floor.

Zhao Yin used his space ring to collect all the wood, and then went to the ancient well to fetch water.

The wooden barrel for fetching water was not damaged. There was still half a bowl of clear water left at the bottom of the barrel, which Song Xiaodao had just drunk.

Zhao Yin fetched two buckets of water and went to the rooftop of the small western-style building. He took out the hanging pot he brought from his home, built a simple support frame with wood, lit the firewood and started to boil water.

Song Xiaodao had already cleared out a clean space on the side. There was no mat or bedding. She and the little monkey lay on the roof with their legs up in the air, staring at the dark sky in a daze.

Zhao Yin took out a dozen chestnuts as big as fists and threw them directly into the fire.

Soon, a burst of fragrance emanated, and the little monkey suddenly jumped up and ran to Zhao Yin, squeaking: "Master, master, is dinner ready?"

Song Xiaodao sniffed: "What smells so good?"

"Mutated chestnut!"

Zhao Yin used a Tang knife to scrape out the chestnuts with black burnt skin, picked one out and split it open, immediately revealing the golden chestnut flesh.

The fragrance in the air became stronger.

Song Xiaodao and the little monkey couldn't take their eyes off it.

"Come here and eat together!" Zhao Yin said.

The little monkey immediately grabbed a chestnut and started to chew it, not afraid of the heat. Zhao Yin did not intend to restrict the animal's nature too much. He cut a chestnut into two halves and handed one half to Song Xiaodao.

The water in the hanging pot was already boiling. Zhao Yin poured some salt into it and filled three bowls with salt water.

Zhao Yin was slowly chewing chestnuts with salt water. The little monkey had already finished one and was staring at the remaining ones in front of Zhao Yin.

"There wasn't so much food before, but from now on, we won't go hungry anymore," said Zhao Yin.

"Really, Master?" the little monkey thought to himself, his eyes wide in disbelief.

The appetite of mutant beasts and evolvers is several times greater than before they evolved.

The little monkey has never had enough to eat since following Zhao Yin.

"Eat!" Zhao Yin didn't explain too much.

He himself ate three chestnuts in one breath, which weighed a total of three or four pounds, enough to match the thirty or forty pounds of chestnuts before the end of the world. He could not eat any more.

The little monkey ate seven or eight of them, and with his round belly full, he lay back contentedly on the cleaned space.

Song Xiaodao only ate a few bites and then burped. She suddenly put down the chestnuts and shed tears.

"Why are you crying?" Zhao Yin asked.

"Zhao Yin, I miss my brother. We didn't meet him along the way. Oh oh..." Song Xiaodao sucked his little nose, and tears as big as beans flowed.

"He was forced by Wang Quan to lure the zombies because of me. If he dies, he won't even have a full meal in his lifetime. Huh...!"

Zhao Yin frowned and said, "He must be dead. He can eat people after turning into a zombie and won't starve anymore."

It was meant to be words of comfort, but when Song Xiaodao heard it, he cried even harder.

“Oh…oh…oh…!”

Zhao Yin was too lazy to pay attention to her. He poured the remaining water into the pot, boiled it, poured it back into the bucket, and carried it down the roof.

Coming to the well, Zhao Yin stripped off his clothes, took out the soap and bath towel ball from the space ring and began to scrub his body.

I haven't taken a shower for more than a month, and only hot water can wash me clean.

Feeling the disgusting zombie aura on his body gradually disappearing, Zhao Yin finally felt like he was still a normal person.

Except for the fishnet stockings and military uniform, Zhao Yin simply threw away all his clothes and prepared to change into clean clothes in the space ring.

Suddenly, he remembered the dress that had just been opened in the space ring.

Zhao Yin took it out and held it in his hand, and hesitated again.

Should I wear it or not?

"Wearing them will increase your strength, and give you an extra way to survive in the apocalypse. Anyway, I'm wearing fishnet stockings, and I'm a straight man, so what's there to be afraid of?"

"But wearing this dress will be a stain that I, Zhao Yin, will never be able to wash away in my lifetime. In the future, my name will surely resound throughout the entire apocalypse. How can I leave behind such a stigma?"

This hip-hugging skirt is the same one worn by those internet celebrities before the apocalypse. After much hesitation, Zhao Yin finally decided to... wear it.

As long as he doesn't take off his coat on his own initiative, no one will know that he is wearing a skirt.

Zhao Yin returned to the rooftop refreshed and brought two buckets of water, preparing to boil it so that Song Xiaodao and the little monkey could take a bath.

At this time, Song Xiaodao had stopped crying and was stuffing the half chestnut he had just eaten into his mouth, like a starving ghost.

Zhao Yin threw down the bucket and ordered, "After you finish eating, boil some water for yourselves to take a bath."

Song Xiaodao nodded, opened his collar, and carefully put the remaining small piece of chestnut into Xiong Qian's clothes.

She had no pockets, and to her, such delicious food was only safe if kept close to her body.

Then, Song Xiaodao went to boil water, while Zhao Yin took out the tent from the space ring, set it up next to the campfire, and laid out a moisture-proof mat and bedding inside.

Song Xiaodao is just an ordinary person. She is exhausted after a day of high-intensity work. Let her have a good rest tonight.

The little monkey was injured and needed to rest to recover.

"Zhao Yin, do you have any clean clothes? I can't wear this one anymore." After Song Xiaodao boiled the water, he suddenly asked Zhao Yin.

Her white T-shirt and her exposed thighs were covered with dark brown zombie brains.

Zhao Yin looked back. If it weren’t for the two slightly bulging and dirty breasts on her chest, it would be hard to tell whether it was a boy or a girl.

He took out another T-shirt and threw it to Song Xiaodao: "Wear this one, don't throw away the one you have on, you can wash it and wear it tomorrow!"

Zhao Yin thought for a moment and said, "Oh, by the way, the clothes I just changed are by the well, you can wash them while you're at it."

"Do you have any laundry detergent?" Song Xiaodao asked.

"No, rub it more with hot water."

After Zhao Yin finished speaking, he directly grabbed the little monkey up.

The little monkey was half asleep, and squeaked in dissatisfaction: "Master, do you have to work again?"

"bath."

Zhao Yin threw the little monkey directly into a bucket of cold water. Song Xiaodao grunted as she walked down the rooftop carrying hot water. She was going to take a shower.

The little monkey was awakened by the cold water and instinctively wanted to crawl out. Zhao Yin pushed it back and said, "If you don't want to wash tonight, you can't eat chestnuts tomorrow."

"Master, I don't want to take a shower. I'll still be dirty after killing zombies tomorrow. Why should I take a shower?"

"Let's talk about it tomorrow when it gets dirty. From now on, you must give me a bath whenever you have the chance!" Zhao Yin said sternly.

Of course he knew that no matter how clean he washed tonight, he would still stink of corpse tomorrow.

It is more likely that no spring water will be found.

But whether in the past life or this life, Zhao Yin does not want to forget that he is still a normal person.

As long as there is a chance, he will clean himself up, even if it means just being a normal person for one second, then just one second, that's fine!

He washed himself clean, so of course the lazy monkey had to wash himself too.

Under Zhao Yin's coercion, the clear water in the bucket quickly turned turbid. Seeing that the monkey was almost done washing, Zhao Yin pulled it out of the bucket.

At this moment, Zhao Yin suddenly thought of something...

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