I'm not really a zombie

Yuan Ling leaned against the mottled wall in the shadows and let out a breath of foul air slowly.

It has been a month since he escaped from the hunt, and it has been nearly ten days since he came to Z City.

Yuan Jiu still has no news.

Maybe he'll show up tomorrow, maybe never.

Yuan Ling left the room, went outside the house, and drew symbols on the wall that only he and Yuan Jiu could understand as usual.

The symbol marked the location of the nearest settlement nearby. If Yuan Jiu could see it, he would go there to find him.Even if he is not there, the settlement has prepared food, water and other survival necessities and the location of the next settlement.

As long as Yuan Jiu arrives in Z City, they will meet together sooner or later.

Yuan Ling walked slowly along the long street with no end in sight.

Until a few clusters of green plants on the side of the road attracted him.

The green plant was slender and long, with spikes at the top, and the height was less than his knees. From all aspects, there was no sign of mutation.Or at least no obvious signs of mutation.

In the last days, there are too few things to eat.These things are precious.

Yuan Ling looked around and found that there were only a few such green plants sporadically growing in the three to five meters of the entire long street.It seems that the portion is enough to support his food needs for three days.

But he understands the principle of sustainability, there is no one else here, so there is no need to take them all away at once.

Yuan Ling only picked one handful and held it in his hand, and walked towards the location of the residence.

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Lin didn't sleep well on the bare plank bed.

He was dreaming again.

One by one, they wake up and go back to sleep.

Like the despair and pain of drowning again and again.

When he woke up, his whole body was sticky and greasy, and when he touched his forehead, his hands were sweaty, and his head still hurt a little.

He sat up slowly, the bed was too hard, and his body was aching and sore from sleeping on it.

He was a little discouraged. Although he fell asleep and had a lot of dreams, it was obvious that these had nothing to do with the warehouse space.

In other words, this morning was ineffective and wasted time.

But now, the most he can afford to waste is time.

As the senses gradually returned, he felt as if he could smell cooking, but how could this be possible? Could it be that he had hallucinations after sleeping for a long time?

Pushing the door, I saw Yuan Ling who was stirring the pot with a spoon.

That figure reminded him of when his adoptive mother was alive.

Lin Fang froze in place.

After living alone for so long, he almost forgot what it was like to have someone cook for him.

"Don't stand there, go get two bowls."

"oh oh."

When Lin Fang came out with the bowl, he saw Yuan Ling setting up a clean and small small table next to the pot.

Seeing these neat and clean corners in a mess, the impact is still very strong.

"Where did you find these? Why didn't I find them yesterday?"

"Hidden."

"That's well hidden."

Lin Fang sighed, looked at the green and rotten soup in the bowl, picked it up, tasted it, and smacked his lips.

It has the smell of canned meat eaten in the morning, and occasionally a piece of boiled meat can be eaten. The taste is very light, and the taste of some plants that cannot be distinguished is neutralized. The taste of the whole soup is very light, although it is a bit strange. But it actually tasted pretty good.

After drinking one bowl, Lin Fang also drank the second bowl.

After Yuan Ling cleaned up the tableware, the house became the mess it was at the beginning.

When Lin Fang was surprised, Yuan Ling approached again. Lin Fang, who was already familiar with the process this time, did not overreact, and asked Yuan Ling to check him obediently.

It may be that there is nothing abnormal about his body, but he is not very worried at this time, and even feels faintly at ease.

"How about it?"

"No deterioration."

Yuan Ling's face looked a little puzzled, but it was more of a sigh of relief.

Lin Fang thought, he is worried about me.

"If your condition is still normal tomorrow, then you can go out with me."

"I don't know where you come from, and I don't want to know, but as your "guide", I should tell you how to survive in the last days."