I'm not really a zombie

Lin Fang sits on a bench downstairs in the U-shaped building and thinks about life.

The bench looks like it's been weathered, it was supposed to be wooden at first, and after a few years or a decade of exposure to the elements it's completely rotted, then replaced with some sort of plastic, and recently back to wood.

He could see this because the people who did it were too amateur, and the corners were not cleaned up, just like a piece of clothing patched with patches, and the traces of patching were easy to spot.

Like most buildings in the base.

After more than [-] years of wind and rain in the end of the world, many buildings can no longer be used normally, and they rely on the repairs of the survivors to maintain normal operation.

The same is true for the fence, repairing the existing fence, and then building a new fence where there is no fence and connecting them, the essence is also a kind of mending.

Why not build new ones?

That's probably a question like "why not eat minced meat?"

"What are you thinking about?"

Lin Fang came back to his senses and found that Yuan Ling was standing in front of him at some point.He stood up slowly, his body a little stiff.

"Have you nothing to do this afternoon?" he asked.

Yuan Ling shook his head, "Wu Erming will set off for the defense line in the morning, and leave the rest of the time for him to say goodbye to the professor."

It was two o'clock in the afternoon, which was the brightest and warmest time of the day, and also the best time to work. There were no people on the road.

The two walked slowly on the road.

"What does it look like to see an iceberg from the defense line?" Yuan Lingyao stopped and looked in the direction of the iceberg.

"It's no different from here." Lin Fang didn't like Bingshan, and it brought him bad memories.

"What does that iceberg look like?" Yuan Ling looked at him, wanting to hear more from him.

Yuan Ling comes from the south. Even though there is a large temperature difference between day and night in the end of the world, and there are ice spots, icebergs are rare.What's more, this is an iceberg spurred by supernatural powers.

"The iceberg is very tall and big, and there is still fog inside. The further you go in, the more difficult it is to see the road. Also," Lin Fang paused, "Also, the closer you get to the iceberg, the more abilities will be consumed until Exhaust the last trace of power."

"You mean?" Yuan Ling frowned, as if thinking about something, "Iceberg consumes abilities?"

"Yes. What's the matter?" Lin Fang realized that Yuan Ling seemed to take this matter very seriously, and stopped to think about the details at that time.

"After you got the news, Iceberg is still consuming the ability?"

"Yes."

"Then," Yuan Ling said indifferently, "Lin Yi may not be dead."

On the empty street, the three faced each other silently.

"I want to talk to you." The black skirt smiled with red eyes, and her tone was firm.

"You are in a bad mood, calm down. If you want to find comfort from here, you are thinking wrong. I hope you calm down as soon as possible." Yuan Ling said calmly and cold-blooded.

Lin Fang looked at Yuan Ling, Yuan Ling was indifferent, and Lin Fang could only remain silent.

3 minutes ago, he and Yuan Ling were discussing the fact that Yuan Ling was not dead. The discussion was a little too engrossing. I don't know when Xiaoxiao followed them not far away. I don't know how much I heard. This led to the current situation .

"I want to talk to you." Xiaoxiao didn't budge, and followed behind them, repeating her words firmly.

Lin Fang heard a soft sigh beside him.

"Okay," he said.

"You deal with her, I have other things to do." Yuan Ling whispered this in his ear.

Yuan Ling left, and only Lin Fang and Xiaoxiao were left in the slightly cramped room.

Lin Fang didn't adapt to this situation, and didn't know what to say.But obviously Xiaoxiao was more anxious than him.

"You just said that the boss is not dead? Is it true?"

There are only a handful of intersections between Lin Fang and Xiaoxiao, and they have never spoken directly.The time we got along for a long time was when he was unconscious in the monster exhibition hall and smiled to explain the information of Z city to Yuan Ling. At that time, he pretended to be dazed and listened.But even that time, his focus was on the information that Xiaoxiao said, not on Xiaoxiao himself.

His impression of Xiaoxiao has always been that expressionless, emotionally stable girl in a black dress and long braids.Now this look with red eyes and frequent switching between bewilderment, despair, and hope is obviously far from the person in his impression.

Even if he is as slow as Lin Fang, he can guess at this time that Xiaoxiao's initial sentence "she doesn't belong to any force" is a lie.

With her appearance like this, she is obviously Lin Yi's follower!Still the kind with deep feelings!

This reminded him of Wang Xu.

He sighed, "It's just a guess."

Smiling and looking at Lin Fang eagerly, his dark eyes shone with hope.

Lin Fang changed Yuan Ling and his guess to a more euphemistic way and told Xiaoxiao, and Xiaoxiao gradually became serious from hopeless hope.

In fact, what Yuan Ling said at the time was very simple.After the person with the ability dies, the effects of the ability will disappear.

The explanation of Lin Yi's incident is that when Lin Yi dies, Bingshan may not disappear, but Bingshan's abnormal side effects of consuming powers will definitely disappear, but the fact is that it has not disappeared.Therefore, Lin Yi may not be dead, but his condition must be bad, maybe he is dying or has other difficulties that he cannot get out of, that's why Lin Fang received that message.

"So, the boss is really not dead, right?" Xiaoxiao has returned to the appearance in Lin Fang's impression, but her eyes are still a little red.

Lin Fang didn't know why she was so persistent in asking this question, but out of comfort, he repeated the answer he had already said.

"possible."

This plausible answer seemed to make Xiaoxiao find his backbone and calm down completely.

Xiaoxiao stood up and bowed seriously to Lin Fang.

"Thank you. Thank you Yuan Ling too."

Leaving this sentence, smiled and left.

Yuan Ling did not go far after leaving the room, but came to another room not far away and knocked on the door three times.

Soon, the door was opened with a gap, and a small pale face and round eyes appeared behind the gap, it was the bandaged boy who had been pestering Yuan Ling for help not long ago.

The boy let Yuan Ling into the room, closed the door immediately, and blocked a cabinet behind the door.Then he immediately came to stand in front of Yuan Ling, eyes full of little stars, but Yuan Ling turned a blind eye to all of this.

A few days ago, the boy blocked Yuan Ling in the empty medical room, and once again asked Yuan Ling for help, this time he told the news that moved Yuan Ling's heart.

After weighing the matter, Yuan Ling asked the professor how he planned to deal with the boy, and expressed his hope that the boy could be handed over to him.To his surprise, the professor directly agreed.So Yuan Ling placed the boy in the same building.This place is empty enough and remote enough that no one usually comes here.

The young man was like a frightened little beast, and he had never been out since he was brought here. The food and so on were also brought by Yuan Ling, as if he didn't want to interact with other people in City Z at all.

Yuan Ling withdrew his gaze from looking around, and looked directly at the boy.

"You refuse to tell me what you know, I can understand, you need a hole card."

The young man dodged his eyes, not daring to look directly at Yuan Ling.

"Now I want to ask you a question, what is your ability?"

"What? What power? I don't have... Don't go, don't go, I tell you!"

Yuan Ling sat back on the spot, without a trace of ups and downs in his voice, "Speak."

The boy's chest was heaving and his expression was a little dazed. He obviously hadn't reacted to the rapid change just now, and he stammered his answer after a while.

"I, I don't want to hide anything on purpose." Of course, it's best to hide the past.

"I'm just, I just want to protect myself. Everyone came out of Yiren City and knows what the environment is like outside. I'm just, I'm used to hiding that I'm a supernatural being."

"My ability has very little effect, and it doesn't have much effect."

Yuan Ling listened to these meaningless nonsense with a blank face, but did not interrupt, but quietly waited for the boy to give the answer he wanted to hear.

Probably speaking his own heart, the boy's emotions gradually calmed down.

"My ability is "healing"."

After finishing speaking, the young man looked at Yuan Ling anxiously, wanting to know Yuan Ling's attitude, but Yuan Ling didn't have a big reaction, and he lowered his head in disappointment.

"This is a good ability." Yuan Ling said indifferently, "How far can the healing effect be achieved?"

He had already noticed that the young man had supernatural powers, and at the same time he also saw that the young man's supernatural powers were very weak, so he never paid much attention to them.

If Cui Ming hadn't mentioned that the boy's ability might be useful to the professor's illness, he might never have thought of asking about the boy's ability.

However, he is not a kind person. Since the boy is useful, it is necessary to give full play to his role.

"The effect...is average." The boy lowered his head even more. "I seldom use my ability, and the effect is not obvious. In the past, many companions would rather wrap the gauze a few times than ask me for help."

After hearing the young man's words, Yuan Ling frowned, and then drew a wound on the palm of his left hand. The blood immediately oozes out, slowly converging into a blood line, dripping to the ground, one drop, two drops, three drops...

The wound is very shallow, and the bleeding will stop on its own within a few minutes.

"You come to heal this wound and do your best."

Seemingly frightened by Yuan Ling's sudden self-mutilation, the young man took half a beat to react and held the hand that was still bleeding. During this time, a few more drops of blood dripped onto the floor.

The boy sucked the blood overflowing from the wound with his hands still wrapped in gauze, and then closed his eyes.

Yuan Ling felt that the wound was slightly hot, and the surrounding fluctuations also told him that the boy was working hard.

Not bad, it looks like the professor may be saved...

For 5 minutes, maybe a little longer, the boy's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and his expression became difficult. He even began to secretly observe Yuan Ling's reaction, as if he wanted to stop but dare not stop.

"All right."

The young man let go of his hands in relief, and wiped the sweat from his forehead slightly.

Yuan Ling looked at the wound on the palm of his hand, the bleeding was no longer there, but the wound was still there, obviously, a scab of blood.He stretched out his hand and pressed the wound, blood oozing out again.

The young man paused in wiping his sweat, and met Yuan Ling's gaze.

"As I said, my ability is very weak..." The boy's voice became weaker and weaker.