Apocalyptic waste

"Father doesn't know either." Zhang Yi shook his head, and then added: "Tomorrow, Dad will visit him again." Of course it would be good if he didn't turn into a zombie, but if he changed, then he would kill that person himself, and then Take out the corpse crystal in its brain.Single zombies are hard to find, which is why it is difficult for ordinary people to obtain corpse crystals.He is willing to help that person while he is still alive, but it does not mean that he will give up a corpse crystal that can be easily obtained, because to him, it is two bran cakes, half a bottle of water, and a life-saving thing .

"I also want to go to see my uncle with my father, okay?" Zhang Ruiyang asked softly, blinking his eyes that were unusually big because of his thinness.

Zhang Yi couldn't bear to reject his son, but still shook his head.When he was in prison, his leg was broken by a prisoner he personally captured. Although it was reattached later, there were some problems in the process of raising him.He knew that he couldn't protect his son, so he knew how uncomfortable it would be for the child to hide alone in the small hole behind him in such hot weather, but he still hardened his heart and dared not bring him with him.

"Okay then." Zhang Ruiyang didn't look too disappointed on his face, and he didn't continue to pester him after getting the answer. Obviously, he was already psychologically prepared for this result.

Seeing his son being so sensible, Zhang Yi wanted to blurt out a promise that his father would give Yang Yang a free and wide space to play freely in the future, but he didn't say anything after all, he just stretched out his hand and rubbed the child's head, because he knew that he might do something. less than.

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The next morning, Zhang Yi ate half of the bran cake saved yesterday with water, and told Zhang Ruiyang as he did every time he went out; don't go outside to play, and hide quickly when you hear footsteps, except for your father, Don’t answer anyone’s yelling, eat biscuits when you’re hungry, don’t save water, Dad can fight monsters for a lot of water, etc., etc.Zhang Ruiyang was able to shake his small body and repeat word for word over and over again, but he still listened and learned with a smile on his face, showing no sign of impatience.

When leaving the shack, Zhang Yi couldn't help but look back, feeling that every time he went out, he felt uneasy, afraid that when he came back, he would see only an empty shed left.Even if he knew it very well, because Yang Yang hid in the shack and the small hole at the back almost all day long, and few people around knew that there was a child in his family.

Because of something on his mind, after receiving the pass at the exit of the town, Zhang Yi held a steel bar about one meter thick and sharpened at the end of a child's arm in his hand, and a thick back knife for cutting bones on his waist, and followed the ordinary people hunting. After walking a certain distance, he quietly fell behind, and then quickly turned to a side road more than ten minutes away from the town when he was sure that there was no one in front of him.There are still crop fields on both sides of the fork, but at this time the crops have all withered, exposing the dry and cracked black land below.There are black weeds and vines everywhere, and trees that have lost their leaves and lost their vitality. There is no wind, and the world is as quiet as dead.

Water sources are polluted, plants are extinct, and animals disappear without a trace, leaving only groups of living corpses occupying cities and towns, wandering around looking for surviving humans.Zhang Yi felt that there was no hope in this world, but he still gritted his teeth and wanted to live with Yang Yang and watch Yang Yang grow up.

After walking along the potholed gravel road for about half an hour, sparsely distributed houses began to appear in front of us.Because the town has been mopped up within a radius of ten miles, not only are there no zombies in the nearby villages, even food and other things that can be taken away are not left at all, so almost no one is willing to waste time and effort to come here.

After passing several small two-story buildings built by the locals, Zhang Yi finally stopped outside a house slightly behind, pushed open the gate, and entered the quiet courtyard where a broken car was parked. Bad Charlie.He turned back and closed the door, and stood in the yard for a while before he walked into the building.

The front of the small building is covered with white tiles, and the other three sides still have exposed concrete walls. There are three doors side by side on the first floor, and the hall is in the middle.At this time, the hall was in a mess, it had been rummaged countless times, even the sofa was overturned, cushions, slippers, newspapers and other things were thrown everywhere, and it was impossible to find a single grain of rice.Zhang Yi walked up the side stairs to the second floor, and finally entered the largest bedroom on the second floor.

The bedroom was a mess, the cabinet was open, and all the clothes that could be worn were taken away, and other things like underwear and corsets were thrown around, but because of the hot weather, the cotton mattress on the bed didn't move much.Black and dried blood remained on the wall on the ground, indicating that a fierce fight had taken place here.The door of the bathroom was ajar, and the white porcelain washstand inside could be seen.Zhang Yi walked in, opened the curtain separating the toilet and the bathtub, looked at the person who was tied up in the bathtub, and unexpectedly met a pair of dark pupils.

The man's hair was a little messy, his face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, his chin had blue stubble, his shirt was torn and bloody, and his long legs were curled up in the bathtub. He really didn't look good, but all of these He couldn't hide his handsomeness and fierceness, which was very different from the gentle and elegant in Zhang Yi's memory.But it was only a one-sided relationship, how could it be possible to truly see through a person.

"Can you talk?" Although it could be seen that his eyes were clear, Zhang Yi didn't want to take any risks. He would not untie the rope for him until the other party confirmed that there was no mutation.

"You saved me?" The man was silent for a while before speaking, his voice was a little hoarse, but it made people feel a little sexy.

Zhang Yi murmured noncommittally, put the steel bar in his hand aside, bent down and began to untie the rope that bound the man all over his body.When he was a criminal policeman, he studied the knot-tying technique for the purpose of solving the case, but whenever he tied a knot, not to mention that it was difficult for the tied person to break free, it would take a lot of effort for others to untie it.

"Why save me?" After being free, the man slowly sat up from the bathtub, rubbing his already bruised and numb wrists, and asked.In such a world, saving strangers can barely be understood as kindness, but saving a stranger who has been bitten by a zombie is too strange.

Zhang Yi took the steel bar in his hand again, and when he heard the words, he glanced at the man, knowing that he no longer remembered himself.Also, how could a person who would not hesitate to ask the driver to drive a stretched Maybach to hit a Ferrari that illegally overtook another car and ran a red light could remember someone whose pupils might not even have a shadow in his eyes.People have no intention of repaying favors, but I can't pretend that it never happened.

"My son was almost hit by a car, but you saved him." He said succinctly.

The man really didn't remember, so he fell silent again.Feeling that his body was no longer so stiff, he slowly got up from the bathtub while leaning on the wall, and then stepped out.He is tall, Zhang Yi is 1.8 meters tall, and he is still several centimeters shorter than him standing together.

"I'm Nan Shao." Seeing Zhang Yi walking outside, the man followed subconsciously and said at the same time. "I don't know what to call you?"

"Zhang Yi." Zhang Yi replied, noticing that the man's footsteps were sloppy, so he took out half a piece of bran cake and a small half bottle of water from his trouser pocket and threw them to him.