How to survive in the wasteland of human cubs

No one talked in the dormitory, the TV hanging on the wall was turned off, and a boring old movie was playing silently.Someone used an old cell phone to play a song on a loop, and the soft and beautiful voice sounded in this small space, diluting the suffocating feeling a bit.

Someone suddenly said: "Hey, stop playing the song, it's the central city news time."

The singing stopped, the volume of the TV was turned up, Yan Bubu lay his pillow on Feng Chen's arm, and listened to the news together.

"According to the news just given by the Central City Research Institute, the material covering the sky is definitely not harmful to the human body. Please don't worry, and the military is also looking for the source of this material..."

Someone patted the bed board: "Several days have passed, haven't you figured out what this is?"

"It's not that easy. Didn't you hear yesterday's news? You can't analyze the composition of this substance. If you want to find out the source, it will take a while."

"The Central City Research Institute has a useless purpose. It has been researching zombie viruses for so many years. Has there been any progress? See how many zombies are under our city? Maybe we will become one of them tomorrow. Sigh..."

"Maybe today..."

"Actually, I heard a gossip that the Eastern Allied Forces had worked out a way to fight zombies a long time ago, but the most critical things were lost during the earthquake."

"What is it?"

"Then how do I know?"

"Impossible, it's definitely fake news. Even if the method that was researched a long time ago is lost, can we continue to study it according to the old method?"

"Isn't it all rumors? It can't be true, so just listen to it."

When Yan Bubu heard this, he looked up at Feng Chen, and saw that his eyes were closed, so he didn't make a sound.

Soon the bell rang, and the sound of footsteps coming and going in the passage quickly disappeared, and the voice of the soldier came from the loudspeaker: "Everyone go back to the room and prepare to take the temperature."

When Yan Bubu heard this, he quickly went to push Feng Chen again.Feng Chen knew what he wanted to say, and said it for him in a calm tone: "It feels so familiar, like returning to the underground resettlement site."

A line of soldiers passed by the door, and every two stopped in front of a room: "Get up, take your temperature."

Everyone got up and stood at the door, and Yan Bubu and Feng Chen were at the end of the line.

When testing his body temperature, he found that the military uniforms of the two soldiers in front of him were still different, and the vertical stripes on the cuffs and collar were two colors respectively.After the body temperature test was over, he told Feng Chen about his discovery.

Feng Chen replied: "The ones with white stripes are the Western Alliance Army, and the ones with dark red stripes are the Eastern Alliance Army."

Yan Bubu laughed and said, "Is the East-West coalition still fighting? Just to measure body temperature, we need to send one person from each side."

Feng Chen leaned against the head of the bed, staring at the board above: "The world has changed, the only thing that remains the same is the open and covert struggle between the Eastern and Western coalition forces."

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening after taking the body temperature of the entire area C. After the soldiers left, the lights in each room were turned off.The entire resettlement site was quiet, except for the snoring sound one after another in the house, and some beast-like roars could be heard in the gaps between those snoring sounds.

Yan Bubu was very familiar with this kind of roar, it was the howling of zombies.

"Brother, did you hear that?" He asked softly.

Feng Chen hummed: "It's okay, it's under the city."

Listening to the endless howling of the zombies, although Yan Bubu was very tired, he couldn't fall asleep anyway, and tossed and turned in Feng Chen's arms.

"Can't sleep? I couldn't sleep when I first came here." The old man lying on the left bed suddenly said.

Yan Bubu was startled, and immediately realized that he was talking to himself, and hurriedly replied, "I'm not used to it."

"I'll get used to it after staying for a while. You can listen to their snoring. They weren't used to it when they first came here, but now they sleep better and more steadily."

Bang, bang.

There was another knocking sound from the foot of the bed, Yan Bubu passed Feng Chen's body, poked his head out from the edge of the bed and looked down.

The old man said again: "The zombies climbed up the pillar and knocked on the bottom."

Feng Chen was afraid that Yan Bubu would fall off the bed, so he stretched out his arms to hug him, and explained in a low voice: "We only have a layer of floor tiles under the bed, and there is a huge metal plate under the floor tiles."

Yan Bubu remembered seeing those zombies climbing up the hills outside the central city with their huge metal pillars in their arms, and his back felt a little hairy.

"They crawled under our bed, separated from us by a metal plate, and we slept on the heads of the zombies."

Feng Chen comforted: "Let's just make do with it for the night. Tomorrow I'll go find out how to move to the second floor. When I rent a room on the second floor, I won't be able to hear these voices."

The old man smiled and said, "Actually, it's good to get used to it. Now I can't fall asleep without hearing these movements every night. Only after listening to these movements do I know that I am still alive."

Feng Chen heard that the old man had lived in the resettlement site for a long time, so he asked, "Grandpa, can I ask you something?"

"Ask." The old man said.

Feng Chen asked: "About nine years ago, a group of Haiyun City survivors came to Central City, do you have any impression?"

"Nine years ago...the survivors of Haiyun City...I think about it." The old man muttered and fell into memory, and said after a while: "I remember that a group of survivors came from Haiyun City at the beginning, because that It was just entering the extreme cold, and they came to Central City on a freighter, so I still have a little impression."

"Yes, they are on a freighter." Yan Bubu said excitedly.

"I still remember that the central city was not rebuilt at that time, and everyone lived in underground resettlement sites. Suddenly, many people came, and everyone was freezing. They said that the ship encountered ice on the sea, and the last part of the journey was to walk. Yes, some people froze to death on the way."

After a few seconds of silence, Yan Bubu asked: "Then how many of them finally arrived at the resettlement site?"

"I don't know the exact number of people. There should be thousands of people. The underground settlement at that time was almost full." The old man said.

Feng Chen asked again: "Then do you know where they are now? Are there any in this resettlement site?"

The old man said: "Then I don't know. After all, the central city was rebuilt, and the people who used to live in an underground resettlement site were scattered and re-divided. Besides, after so many years, there are many people who just watched and didn't know what to do. It's..."

"Oh, that's right. When I was working in the mine a few days ago, I met a man who pushed a cart with me. It seems that he said that he lives in District A and is from Haiyun City." A voice came from the corner of the house. The topic was inserted, and it was obvious that he had not fallen asleep.

Feng Chen cheered up: "Then did you still hear what he said?"

The man replied: "I work to earn credit and rent a house from the military. What did he say at the time... Oh yes, he said that he has a house, and he lives in the first rented area of ​​District A, and the rest is I no longer know."

Someone interjected from the next bed: "The rented place is so big, where can I find someone?"

"Hey, you don't know about that." The man said: "After the central city is rebuilt, people who are acquainted with each other can apply to be assigned to a district. If that person is from Haiyun City, then as soon as the rented place in District A It’s not just him, there should be many more, and you can find them by asking around.”

"That's right, except for people like me who came here from a small place, those who come from big cities like to live together."

They couldn't tell any more news, but it was enough, Feng Chen thanked him and didn't continue to ask.

"Shall we go find them tomorrow?" Yan Bubu asked.

Feng Chen hummed: "Go find them tomorrow, let's sleep first."

Yan Bubu buried his face in Feng Chen's arms, listening to his steady heartbeat, he gradually stopped paying attention to the zombies knocking on the bottom of the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

In the middle of the night, when the first screams sounded outside the door, Feng Chen opened his eyes suddenly.

"Help, someone has changed, zombies..."

The sound of chaotic footsteps sounded, and they ran to the front of the passage, screaming and crying in horror all the way.The movement was so loud that Yan Bubu also woke up, and sat up from the bed with Feng Chen.

"Don't move, I'll go take a look."

As soon as Feng Chen got up, he heard several gunshots in the passageway, which made his ears buzzing.But as soon as he reached the door, the gunfire stopped, and all the screams and wailing disappeared.

With a click, the head of the room, Wang Quan, turned on the lights in the room.

Feng Chen turned his head and found that everyone was awake, but they were all lying still, and no one got up.

The kid was also woken up by the gunshots, mumbling something, and his mother patted him: "It's okay, it's just that someone turned into a zombie, it's okay."

The child seemed to have become accustomed to such a situation, and fell asleep again under his mother's pat.

"The people in that room must have turned into zombies. Don't go out, there will be soldiers to deal with it. If you go out, you will be bitten instead." Someone saw Feng Chen standing at the door and reminded him.

Feng Chen heard that there was indeed no movement outside the door, so he didn't say anything, and returned to his bunk.

"Go to sleep, I've turned off the light." The head of the room, Wang Quan, yawned and reached out to turn off the light.

The room soon became quiet, and Yan Bubu opened his eyes in the darkness, listening to various voices.

Someone has fallen asleep very quickly, snoring.The zombies under the bed were still beating on the floor.The freshly killed body was dragged past the door, as if dragging a heavy bag of cement.There were soldiers flushing water to clean the floor, and the sound of splashing water kept going.

The more Yan Bubu listened, the more he became sober. He only felt his palms were cold and sweaty.

But his hand was quickly wrapped into a warm palm, Feng Chen's other hand crossed his shoulder, holding him in his arms: "Go to sleep, I'm fine."

Yan Bubu clung to Feng Chen's chest, absorbing the breath and heat from his body, and whispered, "You pat me too."

Feng Chen patted his shoulder lightly.

The next morning, after the two got up and had breakfast, they took Binunu out of the resettlement site.

Although many people just lie in the resettlement sites and wait to die, some people still choose to go out to work.Even if I can't see the future, I don't know how long I can be safe, I still hope to rent a house in this central city, so that the next life can be better.

The driverless buses pulled out of the platform one by one, and when the bus to A city arrived, Feng Chen and the two got on the bus.

There were a lot of people in the car, and the seat was gone, so the two could only stand in the car.Yan Bubu opened a gap in the bag to see Binunu, but Binunu closed the gap again.

The bus set off towards Area A, passing through several platforms along the way, all the people on the bus got off, and there were only two people left in the whole bus.

"Sit down." Feng Chen sat down near the aisle, leaving the side by the window for Yan Bubu.

After Yan Bubu went in and sat down, Binunu poked his head out of the bag, and they both lay on the car window to look outside.

The street view outside the car window has not changed much, it is still the street lights at intervals, and the low houses all painted with white ash.The only difference is that there are a lot more pedestrians, all with their heads down, and hurriedly turning into some alleys, heading to the place where they work.

Area A and Area C are two different plates connected by an iron bridge in the middle.Not long after passing the iron bridge, the station announcement sounded: "We are about to arrive at a rental station in Area A."

The bus stopped on the platform, and the two got off.

Area A looks much more shabby than Area C.Although the sidewalk was also paved with brown-red bricks, many of them had disappeared, leaving only a layer of huge metal plates.The houses on the side of the street are all messy graffiti, and words of various colors are sprayed on them.Someone was lying under the wall by the side of the road, wrapped in a tattered velvet blanket that was so dirty that no color could be seen.

"Brother, why doesn't he enter the resettlement?" Yan Bubu asked Feng Chen.

Feng Chen looked out the window: "I don't know, maybe I don't like living with other people."

Yan Bubu lowered his head and asked Binunu, "Would you rather sleep on the street than enter a settlement?"

Binunu didn't respond, which was regarded as acquiescing to this sentence.

The two walked along the long street.Because the ground floor is made up of many huge metal plates, as the terrain changes, the connections in some places are mesh iron bridges or iron ladders.

When they walked across a networked iron bridge, they could see through the gaps of the huge metal wires the zombies below who raised their heads and howled at them.

A zombie climbed up the column and patted the huge metal net on the top. Yan Bubu doubted that its long nails would come out of the net.

Bang bang bang bang bang.

The entire iron bridge was struck by zombies as if it was about to break at any moment, and under the grid were the ferocious faces of zombies.

Binunu wanted to jump out of the bag to scratch, but Yan Bubu quickly held it down: "Leave them alone, we still have to find someone."

"Roar!" Binunu yelled towards the bottom, and Yan Bubu quickly crossed the bridge.

The houses on the side of the bridge are no longer so neatly arranged. There are low and small houses everywhere, with concrete walls covered with corrugated tiles, densely packed together.

Yan Bubu was about to ask Feng Chen where to find people from Haiyun City, Feng Chen led him to the alley on the right.

"Do you know the way here?" Yan Bubu asked curiously.

"I don't know." Feng Chen said, "But there is domestic garbage at the entrance of the alley, so there must be a lot of people living in it."

There are no street lights in the alleys, the ground is uneven, and it smells of corruption and sewage.Different from the straight street outside, this alley has twists and turns and leads in all directions, making Yan Bubu think that he has fallen into some kind of spider web.

"Where are the two little brothers going?"

A sudden female voice from the left startled Yan Bubu, he turned his head to look, only to find a person standing in the shadow of the door next to him.

The man took two steps forward, Feng Chen vigilantly dragged Yan Bubu behind him.

"Are you going to drink in the tavern so early? Why don't you come to my place to play for a while?"

A thin woman appeared in the light, her lips were smeared with bright red lipstick, her face was pale, and there was a layer of black cyan under her eyes.

She stretched out her hand to grab Feng Chen's arm, but Feng Chen avoided it, and continued walking forward while holding Yan Bubu.

Yan Bubu turned his head while walking, and saw that the woman had put away the smile on her face, and retreated to the door to sit with her eyes lowered.

"Who is she? Do you know us? Let us play." Yan Bubu asked.

Feng Chen: "You've watched so many movies, but haven't you figured out who she is?"

"Huh? She is... a movie actress? Which movie actress?"

Feng Chen only glanced at him before turning his head, but Yan Bubu reacted from his meaningful gaze: "She, she..."

Feng Chen asked: "Then do you want to play?"

"No, no, no." Yan Bubu's face turned red, and he shook his head desperately, "I'm still young, I'm still young, and I won't be seventeen in three months."

"Oh... it's okay when you're older?" Feng Chen dragged his voice, with a half-smile on his face.

Yan Bubu almost tripped over a brick under his feet, and growled, "That's definitely not going to work."

Feng Chen pulled him back quickly: "Okay, okay, there are no street lights here, watch your step."

"Where are we going now?" Yan Bubu asked after standing still.

"She mentioned the tavern just now, so it should be inside. It's best to inquire about places like taverns. I'll go and ask one."

As the two continued to walk in, they met more people along the way, both men and women.

Like the woman, they put up a small stool and sat at the door of the dark room. When Yan Bubu and the two passed by, they stood up and asked them cautiously if they wanted to come in and play for a while.

"No, thanks."

"Stop playing, we have something to do."

Yan Bubu held Feng Chen's hand tightly and hurriedly refused, as if he was afraid that those people would drag him into it directly.But those people would not ask any more questions if they were rejected, and even smiled at him, and then retreated and continued to sit.

"They're quite friendly." Yan Bubu said to Feng Chen.

Feng Chen focused his eyes on the front: "It should be because he has been robbed or beaten many times, and people will become more careful."

"Then they can go to the resettlement site to live in. They don't have to worry about going outside, and they still have to do this kind of... work." Yan Bubu thought.

Feng Chen said: "Last night was the first time we lived in the resettlement site, and as a result, there was a zombie incident. Living outside alone is safer than living in the resettlement site. Now as long as we can survive, some things will becomes less important..."

"But when we came out, we saw that many people were also working, and there were also some working places recruiting people on the street. Can't they go to work?"

"It's their own choice."

Neither of them spoke any more, and walked forward in silence.

"Gentlemen, do you want to come in and sit for a while?" Someone in front stood under the streetlight again.

It was a thin and thin young man, who looked about the same age as Yan Bubu, with bruises and a few bloodstains on his childish face.

"No, thank you." Yan Bubu refused softly, but said as he passed by the young man: "There is a garment factory next to the station, and they are recruiting workers on the street. They are sewing buttons, and the work is not heavy. of."

The young man was taken aback, and he groaned a little dullly.

Yan Bubu couldn't understand the meaning of his oh, turned around after walking a few steps, and saw him sitting at the door of the room again.