Apocalyptic waste

The sky was gray, and fluffy snowflakes the size of a palm were pouring down.Fiery red, golden, yellow, purple and other colorful mutated plants covered the earth, all kinds of gray and white skyscrapers pierced into the sky like a group of swords were entangled and pierced, some were still standing upright as before the end of the world, while others had already It began to tilt and crooked, but without exception, under the cover of dense mutated plants, only a few corners could be exposed, just like the ruins of lost civilizations that were buried in the primeval forest.

Heavy snow, dense forest, and silence have become the themes of this world.The once busy traffic, feasting and feasting have become fragments that human beings only think of when they dream back at midnight, and then they burst into tears.Perhaps in a few years, newborns and grown-up children will no longer remember these things. They will never know the warmth of the sun and the brilliance of the stars. Perhaps in their inherent cognition, the world was originally That's it.

And before that, at this time when the end of the world happened just a little over a year ago, people will not forget the bright and orderly era, even if life is dull and hasty, like white water.People still hold hope in their hearts, hoping that one day the dark clouds will dissipate, revealing the sky they have long been familiar with.For this reason, they fought against zombies, against mutant creatures, as well as against hunger and cold, and waited bitterly for that day to come.

Zhafeng City is the border city to the west of Zhongzhou, and two hundred kilometers away is Kunyuan City in Yunzhou.Because of its rich mineral resources, it is the most industrially developed and richest city in Zhongzhou Province, even the provincial capital city is not as good.However, the strange thing is that after the end of the world, there are almost no survivors here.There are only zombies all over the city and mutated plants that have taken over the city, as well as the vague mist that surrounds the whole city and weird screams from time to time.

Most of the survivors who passed by walked around the city, because no one was walking, so the roads in and out of Zafon City were overlapped, vines wrapped around their stems, and mutated plants with stems wrapped around their roots were densely blocked. A long line of rusted and abandoned vehicles looms among them, silently telling the chaos and panic when the disaster happened.

Perhaps it was because of the traffic jams and the mutated plants that the zombies in the city couldn't come out, so the road around the city was relatively quiet, and with the clearing of the passing survivors, there were hardly any zombies to be seen except for the mutated plants.

At noon, on the road more than ten kilometers away from Zafon City, a group of people were walking hard in the wind and snow. There were tall adults, young children, women with vicissitudes of life, and old people with hunched backs.They supported their bodies with sticks, carried huge burdens on their backs, and supported each other against the strong wind and snow flakes. Every step forward seemed to exhaust all their strength.

thump!An old man finally couldn't stand it anymore and fell on the snow.The people who were moving forward seemed to be stupefied by the cold, and it took a while to realize that, except for a few men in charge of vigilance, everyone else surrounded them.

"Grandpa! Grandpa, get up..." A thin figure threw himself on the old man, pushing him vigorously, trying to wake him up.Beside him was a handsome young man with a three or four year old girl on his back.The little girl struggled to slide down from the young man's back, her small green face was full of panic, and she squatted next to the old man, calling grandpa softly, with tears in her eyes, but she didn't cry loudly.

"Qiaotou, we must find something to eat." A big man said to the man with two mustaches, then walked over, probed the old man's nose, and carried him on his back involuntarily.

Another thin and tall man glanced at the boy who was barely standing, and without saying a word, he carried the little girl on his back, and at the same time clamped another child under his arm.

"What are you doing? Fuck you, let me down, Mabi, I can walk by myself..." The boy caught under his arm was not as obedient as the little girl, kicking his two short legs, While scolding, he seemed to hate being treated like this.

Snapped!The little boy's ass was slapped lightly, and the mustache threatened with cold eyes: "If you say dirty words again, I'll have someone throw Jian Jian here." Maybe it's because the situation is too bad, he doesn't smile like usual , the export words are very harsh.

The little boy is a stubborn kind, if it is other threats, he will not be able to suppress him, but there are only two, Grandpa and Jian Jian, who are his reverse scales and also his weakness.So he closed his mouth obediently, but looked at Mustache very fiercely, just like a wolf cub.

But Xiao Huzi didn't care about him anymore, he raised his head and looked around, and finally decided decisively: "There is a house over there that is still in good condition. Let's go there, and we won't leave today."

Hearing this sentence, many people in the team breathed a sigh of relief, especially the three women and a few weak men.

The house that Mustache pointed to was not on the side of the road, but in a mutated plant forest more than 100 meters away from the green guardrail of the expressway.Fortunately, there were quite a few supernatural beings in the team, and a path was quickly cleared.When I got closer, I realized that it was a small three-story building with white tiles on the front. It was only because the mutated plants were too dense and tall, so it was almost impossible to find it without paying attention.There is a yard outside the small building, which is also occupied by mutated plants stretching from all around.After cleaning up, the dilapidation of the small building finally appeared.

The cracked walls, the broken roof, and the ground covered with deep and shallow grooves and potholes, the growth tracks of mutant plants were recorded one by one.The earth-type supernatural beings in the team had to cheer up and continue to work, patching up the breach to prevent the cold wind and snow from pouring in.

The men found firewood, and the women hurriedly set up the fire with their hands stiff with cold, then melted the snow water in a pot, and carefully took out two handfuls of rice from a small cloth bag brought by the mustache.Another man wrapped the old man in the quilt he brought, then took off his snow-wet and frozen shoes and socks, and vigorously wiped the soles of his feet and legs until they became slightly warm.

The water boiled, and the aroma of rice porridge wafted into the room, and many people swallowed involuntarily.The little girl squatted beside the pot involuntarily, staring at the tumbling rice grains without blinking, and then secretly took a deep breath from time to time, as if this could fill her empty stomach.

And the little boy who was with her stayed by the old man's side all the time, imitating the adults, rubbing the old man's hands vigorously with his red, swollen and cracked little hands, and finally even untied his coat, and wiped the old man's hand full of wrinkles and spots. Putting his old big hands in his arms to warm him.

There was also a thin and tall boy of eight or nine years old in the team. He silently helped the adults move the chopped firewood to the side of the fire, and then went to find something that could be used as firewood.Only the handsome young man stood by at a loss, as if he didn't know what to do.

"Damn it, what else do you know other than eating your idiot? Old... why don't you hurry up and check if there is anything to eat, and stand there like an idiot waiting for shit to eat, don't you? Seeing this, the child who was warming the old man's hands cursed loudly, resenting the boy's lack of eyesight, if he hadn't had to take care of grandpa, he would have turned the room up as soon as he came in.If you can find something to eat before everyone else, hiding it can also be an emergency.However, the boy followed him for several months, but he just didn't learn any cleverness.

Hearing his scolding, Mustache, who was discussing how to get food with a few supernatural beings, looked this way, and rarely warned the child again.Once some habits are formed, it is really difficult to correct, especially for children who are in the process of learning and imitating.Of course, this is also related to his lack of energy.But from the bottom of his heart, he actually likes this unruly and wild little guy very much.

The young man was scolded, but he seemed to be numb, his face was completely expressionless, but his feet moved, and he actually listened to the child and started to search the house.

It's just that many people in the house are already searching. The idle women and the unawakened men who can't fight against the mutated plants seem to have nothing to do except turn the whole house upside down.

In the kitchen, some pots and pans were overturned in a mess, the floor was full of debris, covered with a thick layer of ash, it was obvious that no one had been here for a long time.The doors of the lockers and the refrigerator were wide open, and the inside was empty, not even a little seasoning left.The boy searched inside for a long time, but found nothing except to cover the footprints left by the previous searchers with another layer of footprints.

This is something that has long been expected.Along the way, the houses they encountered were basically the same, except that some were more complete or more dilapidated, empty, without food, and without warm clothes and bedding.Survivors who passed by earlier than them had scoured the road clean. As the time entered the end of the world, there were fewer and fewer supplies available, and no one was willing to waste them.

The second and third floors were obviously the same, but two men carried a mattress down. The mattress was made of springs and covered with a layer of fabric. It was their luck that it was not removed.

The men put the mattress by the fire and carried the old man onto it.The boy walked around and found nothing, so he walked down empty-handed, and was naturally scolded by the child again.

The rice porridge was not ready yet, but a woman took a bowl and wiped it clean with snow, put aside the few rice grains, scooped up some hot soup, and handed it to the men to pour it down for the old man.But she turned around and filled the pot with snow water.

The sound of swallowing saliva resounded in the room, there were adults and children, but without exception, no one came out to ask for a sip of soup.

After drinking two sips of hot soup, the old man Youyou woke up, but when he felt the taste of rice soup remaining in his mouth, he subconsciously turned his face away and raised his hand tremblingly to cover the bowl.

"Give it to Junzi...give it to them...don't let my useless old thing ruin it..." he said feebly.

He was referring to the awakened ones in the team.The Awakened is not only responsible for the safety of the entire team, but also looking for food, and the Awakened have a greater need for food than ordinary people, so he said this.He is very clear that if the awakened person has no strength, everyone will not be able to live.

"Uncle, drink it, they have it, and no one can starve them." The person holding the bowl was a handsome man, but the long-term hunger had made him so thin that his facial features were still intact. It retains a little of the style on the screen back then.

The old man still didn't open his mouth, his eyes fell to the little girl who walked beside him at some point and was looking at the bowl eagerly.That is his granddaughter. The round body before the end of the world has long been gone. Now she is as thin as a poor little monkey. The adult's clothes are like a big hood on her, dangling and unable to walk. It took a few steps to wrestle.There was deep sadness in his eyes, even though his stomach was cramping and he was sweating profusely from hunger, he still firmly pushed the bowl away.

"...for the children..." Even if each person only has one mouthful, that's fine.

"Uncle, you..." The man was a little helpless, he could understand the old man's thoughts, but he also knew that if the old man didn't eat something, it would be difficult for him to survive these two days.Wanting to wait for further persuasion, the little girl next to him spoke.

"Grandpa, you're sick. You drink it. If I don't drink it, I'll take a look." She swallowed desperately, but she firmly followed what she said, without any intention of going forward.

"Grandpa, drink quickly, it will be cold later." The little boy also helped to persuade him, his restraint was obviously stronger, and he didn't even look at the bowl.

"Yeah, it's hot now, it tastes so good to drink." The little girl nodded heavily, half-closed her eyes, as if she had already drank it.

The old man wanted to refuse again, but the mustache over there had already opened his mouth, "Uncle, you drink yours, and cook the rice later, so that everyone can have a good meal."

"But..." Hearing this sentence, everyone was shocked, because they knew very well that the entire team now only had that small half bag of rice that didn't even have two catties left.What would they do if someone passed out next time after eating it all at once?

"I'll find a solution for the food issue, don't worry." Mustache waved his hands with a look of confidence, which raised hope in many people's hearts.