In the latter half of the night, Shao Qing sat in her room, thinking about where to lock them up.
At dawn, Shao Qing went out to make porridge, which was light and delicate. It was good for the stomach to have a bowl of porridge in the morning.
After cooking the porridge, she put it on the table, so that the people who woke up could drink it as long as they saw it.
Then, she took some porridge out and went to see Yan Qiyue. When Shao Qing arrived, Yan Qiyue and Yin Ye were dissecting a corpse. The corpse had been dissected beyond recognition by them.
There were piles of discarded body parts on the ground.
Shao Qing put the porridge on the table, then said to them, "Come and eat first. We'll continue after breakfast."
Then, she cleared away the unwanted pieces of the corpses on the ground, making the strange smell in the air a little fainter.
The two men looked very tired. Hearing Shao Qing's call, they washed their hands and walked over. They each had a bowl of porridge with pickles and began to eat.
Although there were still many corpses on the ground, and they had just dissected one of them, the two men were not affected at all. They enjoyed the porridge.
After cleaning up, Shao Qing sat aside and watched them eat. She asked from time to time, "How's the research going?"
"We've got some clues," Yan Qiyue said in a low voice, "One of the corpses has been transformed."
"It's just like what I did to myself," Yin Ye said. Yin Ye interrupted and said, "But the other party is even more ruthless. He seems to have a way to create high-level zombies and zombie beasts. After creating them, he transplants the upper half of the high-level zombies into the bodies of the zombie beasts. So this kind of modified thing has the strong body of a beast and the intelligence of a high-level zombie at the same time. But the success rate shouldn't be very high. Otherwise, it would be really unbelievable."
"We haven't found the way to create zombies, but we found that the nuclei in these corpses are smaller than those of ordinary high-level zombies, and there are impurities in them. In other words, this kind of transformation is not as good as that of ordinary high-level zombies, but the advantage is that he can create a lot of them." Yan Qiyue frowned and said, "I just don't know if there's a limit. If the limit isn't big, then it'll be troublesome."
That was indeed troublesome. The other party would have a machine that could continuously produce high level zombies. He didn't need to care about the zombies at all because he could make more if they died.
He was just like the legendary necromancers.
Shao Qing calmly said, "It's impossible for there to be no restrictions. Otherwise, there would be more people coming to kill us. Moreover, if there were no restrictions, wouldn't it be heaven-defying? Everything in the world is like this. The stronger you are, the greater the restrictions. So I don't think we need to worry too much about this. "
The two men nodded, and then Yan Qiyue said, "According to our previous observation, zombies can really awaken their previous memories when they reach a certain level. Since they were created by that person, they should have their own memories. No matter their appearance or mind, they are no different from ordinary humans. I think we should remind all the bases that if that person is really ambitious, he may attack all the survivor bases."
"Well, I'll send the message in a moment." Shao Qing said calmly, "The most important thing is still our own strength. I went to take a look before, and the thing planted in the courtyard seems to be about to ripen. Everyone's strength has been stuck at this level for a long time. It's time to improve."
The strange plant that looked like a heart was not far away from ripening. She could feel it from far away. It was emitting surging energy waves.
In the past, when she had nothing to do, Shao Qing liked to go to the vicinity, stretch out a vine, and insert it into the red soil. While absorbing energy, she chatted with others.
So she often went to check it out. After such a long time, it was finally ripe. She would study how to use it and then improve everyone's strength.
Strength was the best guarantee.
When they finished eating, it suddenly began to rain. Shao Qing didn't leave, but sat by the window to watch them work. Occasionally, she would raise her head to look outside.
After doomsday, the color of the rainwater looked very dirty, and it was not drinkable. It was mixed with a lot of harmful substances, including corpse poison.
After all, many rotting corpses polluted the water source. When the evaporated water turned into rainwater, it absorbed the dirty things in the air. Therefore, rainwater could be said to be the dirtiest thing now.
Fortunately, even after doomsday, the weather like rain and snow had become less and less. After all, even the sun was rarely seen, not to mention the steaming water vapor that wanted to go to the sky.
Shao Qing leaned on the windowsill and looked outside. Although Jiang City was not big, it was empty everywhere. After all, there were too few living people in Jiang City. Most of them were zombies.
Zombies weren't like humans, where a family would find a house to live in. It was orderly and harmonious. Most of the time, they would run around the streets. Sometimes, Yin Ye would instruct the zombies to carry cleaning tools and clean the streets.
When it rained, there were not many zombies. They were scattered and walked around the streets, without a trace of vitality.
In the past, Shao Qing had never thought that there would be a day where she would be away from human society and live in harmony with a group of zombies.
But when the day came, she didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, she was very comfortable. If she was alone, she would probably be lonely, but her family and friends were all here.
"When everything is over, let's hold the wedding in Jiang City. Just invite some friends and spread the news. If they don't want to come, then forget it." Shao Qing held her chin and then said.
No one knew what the future would be like. Whether the doomsday would worsen or get better step by step, but people should always have something to look forward to. There was a saying that said, if you don't have a dream, then what's the difference between you and a salted fish?
When it came to marriage, Yan Qiyue was much gentler. Of course, this gentleness referred to his expression and voice, not the movements of his hands.
"We don't need to invite too many people for the wedding. It's too noisy. Even if we invite too many people, most probably won't dare to come." He said softly. In fact, what they lacked was a ceremony. Without this ceremony, they were no different from husband and wife.
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