Chapter 47: Ashes

He Zizhong looked in the direction pointed by Fang Hao in surprise, and under the cover of the book in his hand, he saw a very familiar figure-who is not Xu Lili? !
Why did she come to city a now? You must know that the older generation she came here with herself more than two months later...
He Zizhong was stunned for a moment. In the last life, they didn't dare to venture out at all in the early end of the world. When they had to come out, the outside had become very scary. Almost every step is extremely difficult. The time wasted on the road and the time wasted to avoid zombies is amazing. When I arrive in City A, it is already two and a half months after the end of the world.
Nowadays, her own rebirth has affected Xu Lili's actions. It is not surprising that she is here now.
After thinking about this, He Zi calmed down a lot. He reached out from his backpack and took out the sunglasses, masks, and hats that he used yesterday and matched them in sequence. Then he sat up.
Fang Hao quickly put on his hat, sunglasses and other things, hesitantly looked at He Zizhong a few times: "Zizhong... we don't need to say hello to her, right?" He didn't like this woman. He didn't like this woman. Lily really didn't make a good impression on him. If it weren't for the worry that He Zizhong might take care of her relatives, he might not worry about her. Now Fang Hao would simply pretend to have never seen her before and would not mention it.
"Don't pay attention to her." His gaze swept over those people. He Zizhong was sure that his "good" aunt and uncle were not there, and guessed that they still hadn't escaped the fate of becoming zombies.
After Xu Lili had a fever in her last life, she had called her home, but no one answered her until the next morning, and she couldn't contact her family. From the current situation of Xu Lili alone now, it is very likely that her aunt and her uncle also had a fever in the night before the end of the world, but their fever did not stimulate supernatural powers, but mutated like other ordinary people. Zombies, failed to escape this end of the world.
As for contacting Xu Lili? Sorry, he is really not in that mood. No one knows what character and character this woman is better than himself. For the sake of relatives, I will not trouble her now, but if she wants to calculate herself like her predecessors, she will never be polite.
After taking out the mouthwash and mineral water, and simply cleaning up his personal hygiene, He Zizhong and Fang Hao had breakfast. While waiting for the passage of time, he listened to the conversations of nearby people to obtain some news.
He Zizhong and their location are surrounded by people who live in the base like them and go out looking for supplies. Nowadays, most people who go out to find supplies don't go too far, and only dare to search for things in the residential houses and shops near the base. As a relatively conspicuous target, shops have become the primary targets of survivors immediately after the end of the world. Nowadays, there are no useful things in such shops in relatively safe areas. However, there may be good receipts among those residential houses.
For example, He Zizhong and their team outside unexpectedly found a family in a residential area that used their home as a backup warehouse for a supermarket. The family seemed to have opened a supermarket in the community, and the goods they usually bought were temporarily placed In the small bedroom at home. Now that the end of the world came, the small supermarket was robbed in the first place, but all the supplies in their home survived.
Listening to other people chatting about these gossips can help relieve the boredom. He Zizhong has been wearing that pair of sunglasses and discussing things in a low voice with Fang Hao from time to time. Xu Lili inadvertently saw the two of them several times during the period, but did not recognize them at all. She and He Zizhong had never been in contact before, and the two cousins ​​could see more than one or two times a year. Now that He Zizhong deliberately blocked her face, she certainly couldn't recognize people.
He Zizhong and the others are not eye-catching. Many people in the left-behind area wear motorcycle helmets and gas masks. They just wear a pair of sunglasses, and they are not very eye-catching.
In the quarantine area where the injured were located, there have been several gunshots from midnight yesterday to now. Even in the waiting area where He Zizhong and the others were located, three people who mutated into zombies were found this morning, and they were dealt with by the soldiers on duty.
After the two finally spent time, and when they completed the formalities with the person in charge and drove into the safe area, Fang Hao glanced at the person who was transporting the corpses to be incinerated not far away, and couldn't help but whisper to He Zizhong : "Those ashes..."
He didn't have to be too straightforward. He Zizhong already understood what he meant, frowned and thought about it: "I will talk about the situation after I go back."
The number of crystal nuclei in the brains of zombies burned in the base was huge, and He Zizhong didn't want to just give up. It is still the beginning of the last days. Once the people on the upper levels of the base discover the existence of crystal nuclei and realize that these things are likely to be of high value, the place where the ashes of the zombies are buried will become a treasure. Now that the treasure has not yet been discovered, it is a lie to be indifferent.
It's just that this matter is not in a hurry, He Zizhong still needs to think clearly about how to act so that it will not be noticeable and will not be suspected afterwards. Now all he needs to do is-drive, go home, take a shower, and rest.
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With a "puff", the people around him fell down with a "puff". Dai Jun looked at Wu Shao, who looked like the eldest son and the second child, and he felt a sense of inexplicable refreshment in his heart. That feeling made him involuntarily get goose bumps, but It also seems to be more addictive than the feeling of drugs.
Among the eight people in the group, there were only three "playthings" like himself. Those two were caught by zombies when they were escaping last night, and they couldn't get out of the convoy at all. The five powerful young masters had fairly good physical strength and skill. Except for a relatively unlucky obstacle that tripped and failed to keep up with the team, the rest escaped smoothly.
They followed the crowd, desperately marching toward the gate of the base. Along the way, someone successively turned into zombies and attacked the people around them. In the end, only oneself and the other two escaped here.
In the middle of the night, after registration, two of them suddenly mutated while the three were waiting! And now, in the end, this person turned into a zombie and was shot and killed by the guard over there!
Dai Jun bit his lower lip tightly, and his right hand gripped his left arm tightly. Although he was also injured, the wound was scratched on a piece of iron on the way. As long as they can endure these thirty-six hours without mutation, they can enter the safe base with the materials they recite all the way!
The water, dry food, and the gun that the person who just died next to him is now his own!
Dai Jun stretched out his hand, trying to take down the hand
gun and bullets that he had been coveting before the person carrying the corpse came over. Before his hand reached the fallen corpse, he suddenly heard a gun. The bullet seemed to grazed his scalp and exploded behind him! He shook his hand and stopped. Several staff members in protective clothing had already walked over and bent over to move the corpse. He was about to say he wanted to take something. He listened to one of them watching the last person who died in the "circle" next to him. They said: "No. 3021 is completely empty."
"Oh, there are still many things in there?"
"Isn't it? Hurry up and collect one piece, be careful, don't get dirty, things that the zombies have touched must be sterilized before they can be separated."
"It's still the best harvest in our No. 3 area. These clubs are often wiped out." People who come here are all wounded. Once they are accidentally contaminated with the blood of zombies, they will be infected, so they often wipe out. Those things and materials after the annihilation, no one asks them, naturally they belong to them.
Dai Jun’s face was pale, he shrank in the corner and didn’t dare to move. His eyes nervously scanned the people who were also waiting here, watching them one by one with blood and bandages on their faces. It seemed that he had guessed the meaning of these staff's words.
Isn't it true that even people who are not directly injured by these zombies can easily become zombies as long as they have wounds? ! !
The managers in this area will not deliberately remind these injured, be careful not to get zombie blood. Therefore, the mortality and mutation rate in this region are the highest among all regions.
"The harvest is good, and the danger is great... There is another one over there. You are going to collect the corpse." There was another "boom", and the person who was convulsed because of excessive tension just fell. I can't get up on the ground anymore.
Until he died, his face was still the same as an ordinary person, but unfortunately, the sporadic sacrifices of such accidental injuries and misjudgment were within the allowable range. After all, it is impossible for the base to wait for all the zombies to attack nearby people before shooting. Killing, they have to take precautions before they happen, and they will inevitably get accidentally injured. They can only blame him for being too unlucky, otherwise, why would he suddenly become ill in the waiting area?
Dai Jun bit his lip, he didn't dare to say a word or move. His waiting time was postponed again due to the mutation of his companions, but postponing it was better than becoming a zombie and being shot headshot by these people!
He doesn't want to die, even if he gets these things, if he becomes a zombie, he might as well starve for two days!
Thinking about it, he carefully wrapped his wound under the white gauze and wrapped it in clean clothes that had not touched the blood of zombies for two more times-his wound was not big, and he would definitely be able to survive it. Can survive!