Apocalyptic Disaster: Stockpile Supplies for Free and Make a Comeback

Chapter 71 Heavy Rain
Song Jinhe looked at the pale-faced man whose arm was wrapped in clothing and asked, "How are you?"

"We need to stop the bleeding as soon as possible. There's a first-aid kit in the car. Let's take him back first," Cheng Yan said.

"it is good."

Song Jinhe nodded, took two steps, and retrieved her axe from the zombie corpse.

Most of the firewood had already been loaded onto the truck, and there wasn't much left; they finished packing it up in about ten minutes.

Song Jinhe and Jiang Shi'an walked at the very back. When no one was watching, Song Jinhe kept watch while he collected the zombie's brain tissue and used a tablet to photograph and record the zombie's physical characteristics.

The injured man was kept in the medical room vacated in Building 12, where Cheng Yan, Zhang Yi, and Zhao Yanzhou took turns watching over him to prevent him from turning into a zombie, as his family couldn't bring themselves to do it.

As the weather grew colder, Cheng Yan and Jiang Shi'an went out alone again to haul a cartload of firewood.

In the afternoon, a heavy snow fell, and Cheng Yan and Zhang Yi were both in Building 12 and hadn't returned.

The firewood was all wet, so burning it produced too much smoke and dust. Song Jinhe decided to make charcoal himself. The earthen kiln was built two days ago. Their fingers were so cold from making it that even waterproof gloves were useless.

Song Jinhe sat under the eaves, looking at the power lines outside covered in ice, and casually threw a few sweet potatoes into the fire.

It was too cold. The stray orange cat tentatively moved closer to the fire, and it didn't refuse Song Jinhe's petting in order to warm itself by the fire.

The furry texture, the round head.

Looking at the smile on her face illuminated by the firelight, Jiang Shi'an couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. "Since you like it, why not keep it? It's always around here."

“It’s different if I keep it.” Song Jinhe shook her head. “Seeing that it can keep itself so clean in the apocalypse shows that it can adapt to the outside environment. If something happens to me, I might not be able to take care of it. I can’t bear to see it die in the mouth of zombies.”

It would be alright if the space could hold one or two living creatures.

"Now that it's cold, just leave it a warm and rainproof nest and some food, and let it come and go as it pleases."

As Song Jinhe spoke, she took out wooden planks, a hammer, and insulation material and started working. "How's it going on your end? That little quirky zombie."

"The active cells in the brain tissue are indeed special. They should be the same kind we saw in the amusement park before. In order to prevent decay, the viral genes cause the body to shrink, while attacking, defending and speeding up."

"It and the one from the pharmaceutical factory are the real mutated zombies."

The amusement park is dozens of kilometers away, so it's unlikely to be the same animal.
There's probably more than one of these quirky little zombies.

In the third year of the apocalypse, the shelter will issue a message about the classification and level of special zombies. However, the information is not comprehensive, since there are far more zombies than people, and it is difficult to collect data on special zombies.

"The more powerful the mutated zombie, the fewer there might be?" Song Jinhe spoke in a speculative tone, but it was a statement of fact.

Not only zombies, but also high-level gifted individuals.

“That’s true,” Jiang Shi’an said calmly. “The gifted are also a minority of surviving humans. If it’s just individual differences, it’s not a big deal. But if it’s a predetermined rule in the genetic code, the truth would be terrifying for humanity.”

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The blizzard lasted for a day and a night, and the power lines that had long been useless were crushed by the snow and ice, and the barbed wire on the defense line was also damaged.

Looking out, all you can see is a blanket of white snow. Of course, you can't use something as luxurious as salt to sweep the snow; it all has to be done by hand.

The man who was injured earlier pulled through; although he lost an arm, he survived.

Throughout the winter, everyone relied on their stored food to survive. No one went out anymore, and food was scarce. Dried rats from the summer sun and snake meat were the only meat available. Only Song Jinhe could sit outside and have hot pot and chicken soup. Qi Sixing managed to get a free hot pot meal, but in return, he had to shovel the snow in front of Song Jinhe's door.

He'd be willing to shovel the snow outside, let alone the area in front of the door.

He'd be willing to do this kind of good thing every day!

"If you don't make me do something else, I won't be able to eat in peace."

Song Jinhe smiled and said, "If you're bored, go to the well and fix the burst pipe."

"Alright!" Qi Sixing said excitedly, holding a broom. "I came here mainly to ask if you could exchange one of your chickens for one of ours."

He only realized that this group of people actually had poultry when he last came and saw the beloved Dr. Cheng shoveling manure in the yard, as well as the hen running around everywhere.

“Sure, I need gasoline. Two of these buckets wouldn’t be too much, would they? Six-month-old chickens, you can raise them for another two or three months.” Song Jinhe pointed to the white plastic bucket with a lid next to her.

During the summer, a lot of gasoline was consumed when generating electricity.

She currently has two large and three small poultry; she could exchange one for them.

When Qi Sixing saw the bucket, he was stunned for two seconds. The bucket was really not small; it was more than enough to fill an off-road vehicle with fuel.

But it's not unreasonable. It's not easy to hatch chickens in such harsh weather, and raising them for six months is very conscientious.

"Okay, I'll talk to Zhuang Ting about it later," Qi Sixing said as he worked with a shovel.

"The hot pot will be ready in about ten minutes."

Song Jinhe went back and took out a special bowl, put a piece of chicken that had only been blanched and rice into the cat's bed.

She usually feeds them, but only with rice. That's all the resources available in the apocalypse. Today, she was able to spare a bite because she had just killed a chicken.

Qi Sixing watched the steam rising from the pot, the spicy aroma constantly stimulating his taste buds.

The best way to eat instant noodles is definitely in a hot pot! The sliced ​​chicken is tender and juicy, and the roasted sweet potato is also delicious.

"I wish it could stay like this forever," Zhang Yi couldn't help but sigh.

Having companions by your side, food, and shelter is already the greatest fortune.

The group quickly finished their hotpot. Qi Sixing took the initiative to clean up the dishes before leaving. That night, he and Zhuang Ting secretly completed their transaction under the blizzard.

The severe cold lasted for several months, and there were two hailstorms. During this time, many facilities in the villa area were damaged by ice, and broken windows could not be repaired. They were all boarded up to keep out the cold.

The fact that Song Jinhe and his group didn't have their roofs or windows damaged was entirely due to the barrier created by Jiang Shi'an during the hailstorm.

During the long winter, the villa area lost two workers: one died of illness, and the other was bitten on the shoulder while fighting off zombies.

Despite temperatures below -10 degrees Celsius, zombies remained active. Some zombies had a layer of ice covering their bodies, which gave them additional protection and made them look like they were wearing ghillie suits. That's how that person fell victim.

When the snow stopped, they buried them, and life had to go on.

The originally abundant supplies were gradually depleted during the long, cold winter. No matter how much they tried to save, if they couldn't go out for several months, the supplies would eventually run out.

Song Jinhe turned the last page of the calendar on the table and changed it to the first page.