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Chapter 126
On the street, the doors of various shops are wide open, the door panels on the ground, falling objects, scattered garbage, abandoned vehicles...
Except for the occasional wandering zombies, the whole city was completely empty. All the people in City A except Fei Ran had been evacuated two days ago.
Holding a stick, Fei Ran casually knocked out a few zombies who wanted to approach him, and walked straight to a minivan parked by the side of the road.
He turned his head and looked at Fei Li behind him: "Driving is a basic skill of a zombie, son, it's time for you to show your real skills."
Zombie Fei Li: ...
Fei Ran smashed the glass of the truck with a stick, and the glass window shattered in response. He opened the door from the inside with his backhand, got into the car first, and then stretched out his hand to pull Fei Li up and pressed him on the driver's seat.
Start, step on the clutch, put in gear, step on the accelerator, and hold the steering wheel tightly.
After being bumped several times in a row, Fei Li finally mastered the driving skills under Fei Ran's gentle education.
Fei Li hugged the steering wheel, turning while weeping.
He is like a baby learning to drive, the speed of the truck is not as fast as walking.
Fei Ran, who was sitting in the co-pilot, split his mind to explore what he was looking for.
Although City A is empty, not all supplies can be taken away, there are always supplies left.
Fei Ran quickly found what he wanted.
The little zombies drove a super-slow pickup truck, stopped and stopped following Fei Ran's instructions, and it took five or six hours for each person and one corpse to fill the truck with water, flour, gloves, knives, seeds, medicine,Soil, large pots, experimental instruments...
Almost everything is available on a small van.
After the truck was fully loaded, the father and son did not go back.
In order to avoid fatigue driving, the truck driver became Fei Ran.
The ultra-slow minivan seemed to fly instantly, and the things in the van were also bumping wildly with Fei Ran's speed, as if they were about to fly out in the next second, and then fell back down steadily in the next second.
The little zombie hugged the back of the chair tightly, looking at Fei Ran, his eyes widened slightly.
He didn't understand, but he was shocked.
Relying on flying-like technology, Fei Ran flew over all domestic factories, water plants, power plants, gas plants, sewage treatment plants in City A within an hour...
As the people in city A left, these factories would naturally cease to operate. If no one manages them all the time, water, gas, and electricity cuts in the villas will become the norm.
Fei Ran leaves small spiritual vortexes in each living factory as a power source to ensure that the basic living materials flow to the duplex villas and ensure the normal operation of the duplex villas.
However, the mental vortex and Fei Ran are in a disconnected state. After a period of operation, they will automatically dissipate and need to be reconnected every once in a while.
After the last factory was arranged, Fei Ran clapped his hands and straightened up, quite satisfied.
City A has a large population, and the reserves of various living factories are also very rich. After the zombies used up part of the large-scale siege of the city, there is still a lot of surplus.
The more zombies, the smaller the population of the city. It is not unexpected for Fei Ran to have a surplus of living materials, which are useful to the people but useless to zombies.
If there is no accident, there is only one duplex villa left for these surplus living materials, which is enough for two or three years.
The lifespan of a zombie is only two or three years.
Fei Ran raised his stick, knocking away the zombie that wanted to bite him, and walked towards his pickup truck after leaving the factory.
Get closer and open the door.
In the driver's seat, the pale and pale cub ran from the co-pilot to the driver at some point, with his hands on the steering wheel and his foot on the clutch, as if he wanted to stick to it.
Fei Ran: ...
He picked up the stick and chuckled suddenly: "Okay, you drive."
Fei Ran sat on the co-pilot and pointed his stick in front of him: "Son, drive and set off to the top, you are the most capable zombie."
peak……
Hearing the familiar pronunciation, the zombie awkwardly started the car with its long-nailed hands.
He drives, not flies.
The little zombie drove a super-slow pickup truck, and began to move towards his home. The sunset smeared the sky, and it was orange-red.
When the first base received the people, a large-scale collection of zombies in city A was carried out. There are not many zombies in city A now, and the car of the little zombies drove smoothly on the way home.
When the two returned home, it was already dark, but because of the spiritual vortex left by Fei Ran in the living factory, the whole building now has electricity.
There are five floors in total. Fei Ran and Fei Li live on the top floor, and there is an elevator, but the elevator was destroyed by zombies earlier, so they can only take the stairs.
Fei Ran looked at the stairs, looked at Fei Li: "Son, we can't use brute force, we have to outsmart."
The zombies were at a loss.
In the end, the little zombie stood by the window on the top floor with the sheet, and Fei Ran drove the truck under the window.
The supplies on the truck were wrapped by the sheets thrown from the window, and when Fei Ran called Peak, the bewildered little zombie quickly pulled them up.
But sometimes forgot to move when was pulling and pulling, and things would fall down again with a crackling sound.
With his snow-white face covered in flour, Fei Ran yelled several times, then raised his head and shouted: "Son, cancel your title of moving Xixiao Peak."
Swish, the little zombie started to pull up again.
Although there were some minor flaws in the process, the result was satisfactory. With the concerted efforts of one person and one corpse, the entire truck was moved up.
After moving, Fei Ran drove the pickup truck back to the gate, patted the flour on his body and went upstairs.
The dried blood on his body was still there, and when he mixed it with flour, he looked like he had rolled out of the mud.
When the little zombie saw him coming up, he bared his sharp teeth and ran over.
fragrant.
Fei Ran covered his pretty boy with a slap, and opened it: "Daddy is going to take a shower."
After speaking, Fei Ran packed up his things and went to the bathroom.
The shower fell from the top of the head, and the zombie virus in the water was trapped and wiped out by thousands of white filaments.
After getting comfortable, he took a hot shower and came out with Fei Ran wiping his hair.
As soon as he came out, the dirty boy with his fangs bared rushed towards him.
Fei Ran: ...
He directly wrapped his head with a towel, covered it, turned around, and took it into the bathroom.
After taking a bath, the little zombie still had pale skin and bruised veins, but he looked clean and refreshed.
Fei Ran covered his head with a large towel, wiped his hair, and explained while wiping: "Zombies at the peak will wipe their hair by themselves, just like now."
The little zombie hugged the back of Feiran's hand and licked the blood. He stood obediently and let Fei Ran wipe his head. He was honest and obedient, not at all as fierce as he bared his teeth just now.
City A seems to have really become an empty city. Fei Ran and Fei Li have gone out several times, but they have never seen a living person except zombies.
Fei Ran's residence, the duplex villa on the top floor, has already been cleaned up clean and tidy with the efforts of one person and one dead body.
The wooden floor was polished so that people can see it, the spiral staircase was even painted with new wax, countless flowers bloomed on the balcony, and the empty house was filled with all kinds of materials collected. The soft wool carpet, Exquisite canvases, scattered floor lamps, doll slippers...
In the house, nothing related to the end times can be seen.
In the garden on the balcony, the little zombie wearing frog pajamas got another pot of water from nowhere, and was about to pour it on the vegetables in the flower bed.
The untreated water contains the zombie virus, and once it is poured, all the vegetables will shrivel up and wither.
Fei Ran came down from the upstairs laboratory in a white coat. He took off his gloves and goggles as he went downstairs.
"Son, if you dare to pour it down, today you will go dig chicken manure."
Fei Ran collected the chicks by accident and raised them in the lawn behind the community. In order to make the best use of them, he even built a biogas digester. The chicken manure needs to be disposed of regularly. several times.
The little zombie was stunned. When he heard the familiar words, he subconsciously carried the kettle behind his back.
He didn't do it.
After thinking about it, he took out a rag from nowhere and began to wipe the floor. The villa's floor is so bright, and a large part of it is due to the little zombie.
Fei Ran glanced at the cub who went to wipe the floor again.
Walking over, reaching for his frog hat, he lifted him up from the ground: "Zombies at the peak can't always wipe the floor. Picking up chicken manure is also a must-have for a zombie."
The little zombie hung on Fei Ran's hand, a little aggrieved.
He didn't do it.
"If you want to reach the peak, you must be versatile as a zombie, son, have you forgotten your dream of the peak?"
As soon as heard the peak.
The little zombie quickly raised the rag in his hand.
Fei Ran glanced at it and confiscated it.
Why does the cub always want to wipe the floor, there are so many peaks waiting for him to conquer.
Fei Ran said solemnly: "Father does not allow you to degenerate like this. The important task of hoeing chicken manure is an important step for you to climb to the peak of your dreams. No other zombies can hoe chicken manure, only you can, and you are far from the peak of zombies." One step further."
I don't understand, but the words chicken manure and peak are too familiar.
Inexplicably sad.
Wearing protective clothing and holding a shovel, Fei Ran once again taught the little zombie how to pick up chicken manure.
In the chicken coop on the lawn, the bad smell made the little zombie want to run away.
Under Fei Ran's leadership, he is no longer a dirty little zombie, he knows what is good.
Now, not good.
However, before he could get a foot out, he was carried back by Fei Ran: "Don't you want your peak dream?"
Fei Ran picked up a shovel of chicken manure and put it into a small basket: "Just like this, fight for the dream of the top, come on, son, let Dad see your ambition."
The little zombie holding a shovel: ... don't understand, but sad.
While the little zombie was climbing to the top, the days in City A passed by leisurely, and the sky had already started to snow heavily.
Although the end of the world has arrived, the rotation of the four seasons is still normal, the alternation of day and night is still black and white, the world has not been turned upside down by sudden accidents, and it seems to know nothing about the disasters that happened to human beings.
In the laboratory, Fei Ran took off the goggles, recorded the latest virus response data, and slowly wrote the last stroke on the notebook with the tip of the pen.
His experiment has reached a bottleneck.
Neither his blood nor the weak virus antibody on Fei Li's body are enough to deal with the virus that suddenly appeared in this world.
He needed new experimental data to identify the virus.
Fei Ran raised his eyes and looked out the window.
Heavy snow fell, and the collapsed houses and dead trees in the distance were covered with white snow.
The weather is just right.
The doctor of evil in this world should be coming soon, and what she has in her hands should be useful.
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