Little Zombie's Apocalypse Survival Manual

October 10, the first year of zombies

weather fog

The surrounding fog seems to be thicker than yesterday, and the road under our feet can hardly be seen.Even if it's only a few steps away, I can see the zombie is indistinct, as if he will disappear in the mist in a second.

"Zombie." I called him suddenly.

"Ah? What's the matter?" Zombie asked.

I thought about it, and it seemed that I really didn't have anything to tell him, I just wanted to call him.

"It's okay, I just want to say that the fog is really thick." I said, "If you are not careful, you will get lost."

So, in order to prevent getting separated, should we... hold hands?

It's obviously a normal invitation, but for some reason, I just can't say it.

Saying directly that I want to hold hands always feels gay in gay, but if I don't say it directly, it seems that I am deliberately covering it up. If it is revealed, it will be even more embarrassing.

Compared with me, Zombie is a man of action, without saying anything, he took my hand very naturally.

"You, you, you..." I was taken aback and didn't know what to say for a moment, "What are you doing?"

"Prevent getting lost." The zombie said, "Didn't you say that the fog is too heavy?"

This is a good thing I said, but he also has to give me time to prepare mentally!

It's embarrassing to hold hands all of a sudden...

I lightly shook the zombie's hand back, wanting to say something, but before I could speak, the guy suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Did you see it too?" He asked in a low voice.

"Hmm..." I replied vaguely.

But just now, all my attention was focused on the hand holding the zombie, and I really didn't notice anything in the fog.

"It's coming again." The zombie said.

I quickly held my breath and stared at the vast white mist in front of me.

Sure enough, a shadow appeared in the fog and was getting closer and closer to us.

"Who?!" I plucked up my courage and yelled at the shadow, "What are you, tell me your name!"

The shadow stopped, but did not speak.

After a while, he continued on his way and passed us.

I tried my best to see the other person's face clearly, but the fog was too thick, and the guy's face was hidden behind the thick fog, barely discernible.

My subconscious mind told me that that thing might be a zombie.

But are zombies really so peaceful?I remember when I left City B, those zombies went crazy, they even bit themselves when they went crazy.

Just as he was thinking, another shadow appeared.

I didn't make a sound this time, but the shadow actively stopped in front of us.

What is this guy going to tell us?

I raised my ears and listened intently, but the other party didn't speak. After a short pause, he continued to move forward like the previous shadow, passing by us.

(▔皮▔) Is this guy kidding me? !

I was a little annoyed, and reached out to grab the shadow.

It was sticky and slippery, as if it touched some rotten meat.

I screamed, and hurriedly retracted my hand.

Sure enough, the palms of my hands were covered with yellow mucus and red blood stains, which looked disgusting and smelled unbearably foul.

That guy from OTZ must be a zombie...

I looked around for a place to wipe this disgusting thing off my hands.But at this time, we have already entered the urban area, and there are no low bushes, streams, lakes or anything around us.

Do I want to keep this disgusting thing in my hands?this is too scary……

I looked around, and finally locked my eyes on the zombie's clothes.

"Zombie, let's go to the clothing store to find you a new dress in a while." I thought about my words and said, "Jiang Hai gave you this dress, right? Although the quality is good, it doesn't seem to fit well. .”

I swear, even though I wanted to wipe my hands on his clothes, I was telling the truth.

Although Zombie was tall, he was thin. The clothes Jiang Hai gave him were loose and loose, and it seemed that he was the wrong size.

"A clothing store... I have never been to that kind of place." The zombie said, "When I was alive, the clothes I wore were all made by the clan, and all the people of my generation wore them. They are all exactly the same. In order to prevent wearing the wrong clothes, we have to embroider our names on the collar. Only during the holidays, we can dress a little differently from others, but it is only the same. Later, we finally won the election. I thought I could finally move out and live the life I wanted, but I died."

Alas, although I have heard it several times, I still can't help but want to sigh with emotion.

Obviously a bright future is waiting for him, why did this guy die at such a young age?

"I'll help you realize your dream of shopping in a clothing store." I patted the zombie while talking, and at the same time, rubbed the dirty things on his clothes.

Uh=￣ω￣= This guy probably didn’t notice it...

I carefully glanced at the old zombie, just in time to meet his eyes.

"Why, you didn't wipe it clean just now, and you want to wipe it a few more times while I'm not paying attention?" Zombie asked with a smile.

I was a little embarrassed, and hesitated and didn't know what to say.

"Why, you can't speak after being caught?" The zombie said, "This is not like you."

"Then, what should I look like?" I asked.

The zombie thought for a while and said, "Usually, the more guilty you are, the harder you will try to defend yourself. In your own words, it seems to be called... throwing the pot away?"

"Yes, yes?" I whispered, "I am seeking truth from facts, and some things cannot be entirely depended on me."

"Anyway, I remember what happened last time. Obviously you pushed me down, and then rode on me again, but when Zhang Yan saw it, he blamed me for not reminding you to stand up in time." The old zombie was aggrieved He said, "Think about it for yourself, what did I do from beginning to end?"

Well, it was indeed me who blamed it that time...but it happened so long ago, and the zombie still remembers it, this memory is too good.

"Then how do you want me to compensate you? Do you want me to push you back?" I said.

Originally, I just said that casually, but I didn't expect that the zombie actually nodded and agreed with my proposal.

I don't know why, but I have a premonition that I'm going to be tricked by myself again...

connected

In the evening, Zombie and I managed to find an abandoned mall.

On the way here, we saw many wandering zombies again.Most of them choose to ignore us and just pass by.There are also a small number of zombies who will stop and look at us for a few moments, like the zombie before, and then move on slowly.

Generally speaking, the zombies are fairly friendly to us, and none of them took the initiative to attack.I think this is probably because they regard me and zombies as the same kind...

"This is the shopping mall you mentioned." Zombie looked around and was amazed. "It's really grand, even more grand than I imagined!"

I didn't strike up a conversation because I really didn't know what to say.

The mall was dark, with broken glass and scattered goods everywhere, and there was a disgusting strange smell in the air.To be honest, I really didn't see the grandeur, but I think this shopping mall has a sense of the end of the world.

"There may or may not be a pharmacy in the mall, let's try to find it first." I grabbed the excited zombie and said, "There may be a map next to the elevator, you can go there first to confirm the location .”

"Okay." The zombie agreed.

However, he didn't seem to be listening to what I was saying. He looked up at the banners hanging in the shopping mall, full of emotion.

"How did you say this thing was hung on it? If it was hung up by stepping on a ladder, how did such a big ladder get in?"

"You can use a pulley block. The more pulleys there are, the less force you need to use, and you can easily hang up the banner." I said, "But for this kind of shopping mall, you should use a special Machines, after all, labor costs are so expensive now..."

"Ah?" The old zombie had a resigned expression on his face, as if he didn't understand what I was saying at all.

However, he did not continue to ask.

There are so many things in this place worthy of his curiosity that he has no energy to spend time on one question.

"What is this?" He asked, pointing to the vending machine hanging on the wall.

"If there's power, the screen lights up and you can buy whatever you want," I explained.

"Electricity?" The zombie murmured, with a confused expression, "The electricity of lightning?"

OTZ I forgot again, Zombie is an ancient man, there was no electricity when he was alive...

"It's not the same." I said, "You can understand that this is a kind of magical magic, which is a necessary condition to ensure the normal operation of all the equipment here."

"Oh." Zombie nodded half-understood, "Then how can I get electricity?"

That's a good question, but I don't know the answer...

No way, I had to try to divert the zombie's attention with other things, so that he would no longer be entangled in the problem of electricity.

"By the way, didn't I tell you to take you to find clothes just now? There are many clothing stores in the mall, let me show you around." I said.

The zombie ignored me, and his gaze was attracted by another thing.

"What is this?" Zombie asked, pointing to a huge teddy bear with bright eyes, "It feels so soft and furry."

I glanced subconsciously at the price tag.

Well, it’s something I can’t afford =￣ω￣=

"This is the baby bear." I said, "Usually it is given to little girls to please them."

"Baby bear." The zombie stood on tiptoe, touched the baby bear's head, and said with emotion, "It's just a baby and already has this size, so how can an adult bear be as big as a house?"

(*￣▽￣*) He seems to have misunderstood something, should I tell him the truth?