Zombies don't need to rest

There are too many problems with the platform now, which is a devastating blow to writers like me.

I will try my best to ensure that at least one chapter is updated every day, but it is not up to me to decide when to pass the review and let everyone see it.

In addition, this book is currently in the hidden stage. Friends who want to save it and read it should try not to cancel the collection, otherwise they will never be found again.

That's it, nothing more to say.

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82 Doomsday Observation Diary

It often takes a long time afterwards for people to gradually realize that on a certain sunny afternoon, they have already experienced a drastic change of the times.

On September 215, 9, the Pan-Asian Federation Council issued a new announcement.

Only one thing is stated in that short text:

Starting from October, the entire Pan-Asian Federation, except for some zombie factories in base cities No. [-], No. [-], and No. [-], which are still preserved, other zombie factories will become history.

While the news was passing from top to bottom, all base city guards had already been prepared to deal with any unexpected incidents, and were ready to follow the orders of their superiors at any time to drive back the angry zombies who rushed to the street.

But nothing happened.

They looked blankly at the open doors of various zombie factories.

The zombies left in twos and threes with their belongings.

No one was angry, no one complained, no one even looked at them.

NO.11 The demolition work in the ninth block of the base city is in full swing. When the busy zombies saw this notice, they smiled and said: "I didn't expect this day to come so soon. However, there is finally such a One day, after working for so many years, I really don’t know what to do when I’m free.”

Immediately, a zombie next to him smiled and said, "Is it because you don't have enough TV dramas or games for you to play? Hurry up and fix your new home. If you really don't know what to do, go to Brother Yang."

The zombie who spoke before immediately waved his hands and shook his head: "Farewell, Brother Yang and the others are working too hard, I'd better be a bastard. I see that Brother Yang got a fishing rod. Let's get one too in a few days?"

This idea was immediately unanimously approved by the surrounding zombies.

They have lived in the same neighborhood for more than 100 years, and they are more or less aware of the situation in the Windless Tavern.

In their eyes, the group of zombies headed by Jiang Yang are simply ascetics.

Some zombies once joked that the wine in the Windless Tavern is bitter, and you can’t find a little sweetness in life there. If you think you like learning, the Windless Tavern will let you quit it, because only those who are truly Intellectual and pious people are qualified to sit there.

Jiang Yang was sitting on a big rock on the shore. The things in Wufeng Tavern and his villa had been transferred, and the next thing was the long process of demolition and reconstruction.

Looking at the news on the mobile phone, Jiang Yang fiddled with the fishing rod with his legs crossed, and said comfortably: "These young people think that the zombies will not be able to stand the blow and make trouble, right?"

Fan Zishan next to him hanged the bait on the hook very strangely and nodded and replied: "Yes, the Federation also reminded us during our reform before that all the security forces should be transferred to the vicinity of the Ninth Street to prevent mutiny."

Jiang Yang looked at his clumsy look and smiled and said: "So you really don't know us well enough. If the factory shutdown happened 50 years ago, some people might be dissatisfied, but now, who cares? .”

Finally throwing the hook into the water, Fan Zishan imitated Jiang Yang's example, put the fishing rod away, sat on the chair, and asked curiously, "So the zombies don't care whether they have a job or not?"

Jiang Yang shook his head: "That's not true, most people still hope to get more living matter to feel the world in detail, but I think even the dullest people can see that the current development of the Federation It is deformed, and due to the outstanding military strength, the whole world is secretly competing. In this context, chaos is inevitable."

Fan Zishan sighed: "But no one knows what Luo Jincheng is thinking."

Jiang Yang looked at the sky and said softly:

"200 years ago, people believed Luo Jincheng unconditionally.

Because he can bring people to survive.

180 years ago, people regarded Luo Jincheng as a god.

Because he saved the world.

150 years ago, people vowed to follow Luo Jincheng.Because he brings peace. "

Turning to look at Fan Zishan: "So, as the fifth generation after the catastrophe, what does Luo Jincheng look like in your eyes?"

Fan Zishan stared at the surging river in silence. After a while, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "A mysterious, calm, unquestionable, tough-minded extreme leader who is obsessed with military affairs."

"Snapped"

Jiang Yang snapped his fingers and said, "Because your generation has never experienced any disasters or large-scale wars, so you don't understand why he is so obsessed with military affairs."

Fan Zishan whispered: "But times have changed, haven't we? We have survived the disaster. All the conflicts and wars in the past 100 years were between human beings. Maybe we should pay more attention to things other than wars." .”

His fishing rod moved suddenly, and Fan Zishan raised it in surprise.

When he saw the small silver fish, he stood up excitedly and said, "Look, Mr. Jiang, there are wild fish here. Doesn't this prove that the disaster is over and the world has returned to normal? "

The fish was only the size of a palm, and it was being pulled to the shore and beating desperately.

Water droplets splash and scatter colorful rays of light in the sun.

Fan Zishan held the fish with both hands and carefully put it into the bucket.

Jiang Yang silently watched the fish swimming in the water.

After so many years, the animals have also re-adapted to the black sun in the sky.

He reached into the water and gently grabbed the body of the fish, then said silently: "Maybe someone released it."

But Fan Zishan said without hesitation: "Impossible Mr. Jiang, this kind of fish has never been raised in our base city. Most of the fish bought in the city are bought from No. [-] and [-] base cities, and a few are locally raised. The only ones are the carp in the rice fields outside the city and the fathead fish that can be caught here occasionally, other than that, I have never seen such fish appear at all.”

Seeing his joyful face, Jiang Yang said silently, "This is a crucian carp."

"Do you know Mr. Jiang?" Fan Zishan raised his head in surprise.

Jiang Yang looked at the fish and said, "It was a very common fish before the catastrophe. I thought they were extinct, but as you can see, they have come back."

Standing up excitedly, Fan Zishan looked at the surging river: "So Mr. Jiang thinks what I said is right? The disaster is over, right?"

Jiang Yang shook his head and stood up with a fishing rod: "Sometimes I think, maybe it's because we zombies have been too kind in the past 100 years, so people forget how dangerous this world is."

Fan Zishan turned his head to look at him in surprise, Jiang Yang packed up his things and said, "But that will not be good for you or us, so, you are right, the world is changing, and we should really adapt to it." It's a new era."

Seeing him packing up his things, Fan Zishan asked, "Mr. Jiang is going back?"

Jiang Yang shook his head while holding the fishing rod: "The zombie factory has become a thing of the past. We have been free since the beginning. I have been working for more than 100 years. I must go on a trip and take a rest."

Fan Zishan asked curiously, "Are you leaving the No.11 base city?"

"Of course" Jiang Yang said as he walked down the embankment: "Go and see old friends, and by the way, see if the world has really changed."

Looking at his back, Fan Zishan shook his head helplessly.

Just as he thought Luo Jincheng was very mysterious, these zombies were all mysterious and weird-tempered guys in his eyes.

Sitting back on the chair and hanging the bait on it, he suddenly understood why Mr. Jiang said when he first arrived today: All men will fall in love with fishing when they reach middle age.

Looking at the lively little guy in the bucket, Fan Zishan smiled and swung the fishing rod: "Fishing is indeed very interesting."

On the other side, Dong Quanyun, who was directing the zombies to carefully tear down the Wufeng Tavern, looked at Jiang Yang: "Brother Yang, didn't you go fishing? Why did you come back so soon?"

Jiang Yang put the bucket chair and the big bag of fishing tackle aside, and said with a curled mouth, "You can't fish with novices, they have experience cards."

Dong Quanyun smiled and looked at the dry bucket that hadn't even been filled with water: "Mayor Fan is fishing for the first time, so he should be lucky, after all, it's an exclusive buff for novices."

Jiang Yang complained helplessly: "It's not just that he is lucky, he caught a wild crucian carp in the river!"

"Sigh~"

This time even Dong Quanyu took a sharp breath.

Looking at Jiang Yang, he said seriously: "We put carp and fat-headed fish in there. Brother Yang, are you sure you read it right? A crucian carp?"

Jiang Yang pointed to the direction of the shore: "If you don't believe me, go and see for yourself. The world may really be back on track."

Of course Dong Quanyun didn't doubt that Jiang Yang was wrong, he just couldn't believe it.

The fish fry they secretly put in were actually caught after they just woke up, and after decades of improvement, the fish returned to their normal appearance.

It was not until 100 years ago that they carefully released the fish into the river after observing that the traits were stable.

But now there is a wild crucian carp?

Putting down the things in his hand, he said while running into the distance, "I'm going to call someone right now."

Soon, two zombies came back after him. One of them studied aquatic products, and the other majored in biology.

After Jiangyang was sure again that he had seen Fan Zishan catch a wild crucian carp, they quickly ran towards the shore.

Dong Quanyun and Sun Hai who had heard the sound stood behind Jiang Yang, looked at the direction of the shore and said with great emotion: "This is just the beginning, maybe one day the world will return to its original state."

But Jiang Yang shook his head: "No, changes have already occurred, and time will not allow everything to return to the original. It can only be said that the world has begun to return to normal."

He raised his head and looked at the black sun in the sky and said: "In 210, the world is adapting to it. The restoration of life actually started 200 years ago, but now it is manifested in more real and visible animals."

Sun Hai nodded: "Indeed, judging from the current performance, the evolution of microorganisms began after the sun appeared, and they have begun to stabilize by now."

Jiang Yang spread his hands to the sides and let the sun shine on him, and said softly: "Evolution is gradually becoming stable, so it's time for us to try to understand what happened."

Dong Quanyun said with a smile: "Fortunately, we caught up."

What he said is that Wufeng has just completed all theoretical courses, and now he is about to start formally building a laboratory to transform theoretical results, and it just so happens that the world has begun to stabilize after more than 200 years of adjustments.

Jiang Yang returned to his normal posture, stretched out his hand and patted Dong Quanyun's shoulder and said, "Then I will leave it to you for the time being. If you have any questions, you team leaders should discuss it first, and call me if you don't understand."

Dong Quanyun looked at Jiang Yang who turned around and walked towards the temporary storage area, chased after him and asked in a low voice, "Brother Yang, where are you going?"

Jiang Yang smiled and took out an inconspicuous black backpack from among his pile of things: "I'm going to visit my old friends and take a look around. After so many years, I have to take a vacation, right? Don't worry, wait for me Come back and let you go out to play for a while, no matter how awesome people work every day without rest, they will become stupid."

Without staying longer, Jiang Yang with his bag on his back walked straight out of the city. Dong Quanyun asked curiously, "Brother Yang, do you want to walk?"

Jiang Yang didn't look back, but just waved his hands: "If there is anything to call, if there is nothing else, I will come back after repairing it at the research institute on the island. In addition, you can send her off when Miaomiao starts school in a few days. Zhong Lan because of that Don't worry about it, the child has her own way to go, if she asks me, just say I'm on vacation."

Watching him leave step by step, Dong Quanyun and Sun Hai looked at each other.

Brother Yang is too chic, isn't he, he just walked to travel with a small schoolbag on his back?

They would never know that during the decades when the world fell into darkness, Jiang Yang was walking on the bloody and terrifying land alone, carrying an inconspicuous schoolbag.

Jiang Yang looked at the ground in front of him and smiled slightly.

Fortunately, when we set off this time, there was already green vegetation under our feet, and a bustling city inhabited by humans behind us.

I have a group of brothers, some property, an interesting little girl who sold her life to her, and a naughty and lovely god-daughter who doesn't know how to calculate her seniority.

That's great, it's like being alive.

The so-called leaving the city, in fact, with the location of the ninth block, as long as you see a large area of ​​farmland, you will be considered as leaving the city.

Because he didn't take the road, Jiang Yang's surroundings gradually became quiet.

The wind blows through the golden corn field. After so many years of development, today's agricultural planting has realized fully automatic intelligent three-dimensional production.

Dwarf corn can be planted in three layers, and the machine will detect their status and adjust the position angle in due course.

In the place below where the sun does not shine, there are fungi that can produce starch. The machine will accurately inject water droplets and fertilizers at the right time, and the windshield will always control the amount of water received by each plant. Air volume.

Reaching out his hand from the schoolbag behind him, he took out an old camera. Jiang Yang took a photo of the farmland. After the photo was printed out, he wrote the time and place on the back. Then he took out a notebook, clipped the photo and put it in It reads below:

[215 years after becoming a zombie, I am still alive. 】

[Although today's agricultural production has achieved higher yields per unit area with the help of endless radiant energy and corresponding technologies, it has not essentially gotten rid of the past production methods, but people today use food more efficiently Yes, they can use less land to feed more people, of course, if people are willing to accept only eating nutrient solution^_^]

He was alone on the flat dirt road, and Jiang Yang walked slowly with his schoolbag on his back.

Looking at the automation equipment in the farmland, he added on the paper:

[Fully automated agricultural production has led to no farmers in this era, and factories are occupied by us tireless zombies. Now factories have become a thing of the past. For those who live in cities, they are on the line of food and clothing. human beings, I don't know what to call them? 】

Thinking of Zhong Lanyin, Jiang Yang shook his head and wrote another sentence:

[They are divided into small families by the reinforced concrete of the city, and then they are hostile to other families in the highly competitive work and living environment.Without labor-intensive industrial and agricultural production, they did not even have the prerequisites for a broad alliance. 】

[They have nothing but their own bodies and lives. 】

83 tinder

While Jiang Yang was strolling through the fields with his schoolbag on his back, Kang Xu slowly opened his eyes in the repair shop in the fourth block of No. 11 base city.

Looking at the familiar small workshop in front of him, he shook his head and turned over to sit up from the simple bed.

"Zi~Zi"

The strange voice made him stop abruptly from getting up.

He lowered his head to look at his waist, and moved it tentatively. Sure enough, with his movement, there was a crisp metal friction sound from the lumbar spine.