In the evening, Wang Xiaoai killed the tyrant in the game. Well, she beat Zhang Zimin better in the game, mainly because she is a little timid and can't do anything about a child.

It's time for Zhang Zimin to smoke again, and he is not addicted to smoking, but this is a habit, he only smokes one pill every day.

After looking at the dark outside the window and spitting out his last breath of cigarette, Zhang Zimin opened his diary and wrote:

Today, five units (parts) have been cleaned up and a survivor has emerged. On behalf of the government, I sent my first email since the disaster.

In addition, so far, fifty-seven zombies have been killed to clean the unit building and are piled up near the garbage room. This afternoon, it has started to smell, and even when winter is approaching, it has attracted a large number of flies. Flies have not been observed for the time being, but for the sake of safety, I burned the body with the reserved kerosene.

After this, the virus has anti-rot and antioxidant functions, because the skin tissue on the zombies is no different from that of ordinary people and is even better, and it does not rot. Killing the zombie brain causes the entire brain to die, and it is like the virus losing the carrier, which causes the corpse to rot.

I speculate: As long as the viruses infected by living people do not cause mutants, they can also provide antioxidant and anti-other virus functions. I am not a related profession, but does this mean that existing living people will have a lower demand for drugs and have stronger resistance than before?

Since I can write my work log here, it means that the virus will not be activated by airborne transmission, but the way body fluids sputter the skin remains to be observed. I was very careful during the zombie cleaning process, but I was still stained with the blood of the corpse. I was observing myself, and there was no sign of change yet.

Now, the community is changing in a good direction. With one living person, there will be more hope, but also more variables.

Maybe it was a delusion of persecution, or maybe it wasn't. Somehow, I had a bad premonition when I was getting better. Because the sound of zombies at night was actually very small, but now in the evening breeze, I vaguely heard a relatively magnificent hidden wailing sound.

I'm not sure if my hearing is changing, causing the resonance effect to amplify, or if there are large corpses in the distance approaching. If it is a corpse, I think it will be a large corpse at the level of disaster!

Wang Xiaoai is still a child, so I recruited her as a temporary worker. During the work process, I found that in addition to her indelible nature of having children, she was also very careful and somewhat surprising. If she could persist for half a year, I would authorize her to officially become a civil servant in the government based on the principle of emergency.

It was very cold on the evening of November 15th.

After putting together the notebook, I began to urge the little girl to go to bed. She is not a zombie, so I can’t always ride a bicycle to play games.

The little loli said she wanted to take a shower, but it didn't work, there was not that much water. Water was the most difficult to effectively store now.

Fortunately, it is an old-fashioned community here. The difference between this type of old-fashioned house is that the roofs of this type of old-fashioned house are usually equipped with solar energy, so it comes with a water tank that does not require electricity. Generally speaking, it is about 200 liters, while some larger water tanks are 700 liters.

It’s not that every family has it, but most of them have it. Before the disaster, Zhang Zimin installed an extra ton of water tank in his own house. It sounds big but it doesn’t seem much. It’s mainly for drinks.

If the weight of two people is not considered in other water tank factors, it will only last for half a year at most.

For this, Zhang Zimin bought a portable military water purifier (which can be carried with you in the wild) at that time, but the disadvantage is that according to the standards, each water purifier can only filter about two tons of water and needs to be replaced. Zhang Zimin bought 200, which is actually not a lot.

In short, it is basically impossible to take a bath and wash clothes now. You can move at most about one liter of the day and put it in a basin to wash your hands and face repeatedly (to keep your face clean and clear, and avoid being mistaken for zombies).

Speaking of which, there is another hidden benefit of the virus. It is that it sweats a lot these days, and the sweating caused by training. Even if it is not hot in autumn, it should taste a little if you don’t take a bath. However, it doesn’t.

The so-called odor is actually bacteria.

Some people have odors, and they also smell when they wash and change their socks every day. That's because there is no "antibodies" in the sweat, which cannot suppress the odorous bacteria. But some people do not change their shoes, but do not change their socks, and there is no odor even after half a month. For example, Zhang Zimin's mother is like this. This means that her sweat is a "special antibiotic".

This is probably the reason. Now it has no smell, which is another evidence of infection with the virus, causing sweat to kill the conventional bacteria and keep them locally fresh. Or just like lactic acid bacteria, it will not be able to get in. For example, the zombies I see are not as rotten as imagined in the movie.

Well, this is barely a good side of the virus.

In addition, before the disaster, Zhang Zimin hoarded three tons of bottled water at home (there is not enough place, and various supplies have occupied two rooms). In fact, this is rarely not enough. He usually drinks water from the water tank. Bottled water is theoretically used for strategic materials for the next stage of the expedition.

Water is not difficult to obtain, but in cities, there are not enough people who do not have the ability to collect water.

Therefore, the main work at this stage is not to be greedy, but also to gather survivors and rebuild order as the center.

While thinking, he wiped the girl's face with a wet towel and said, "Go to bed quickly."

Wang Xiaoai looked in the mirror very sarcastically, and finally pointed to a stain on her mouth and said, "Is this the quality of your work? Why were you not fired by your unit before the disaster?"

Zhang Zimin thought for a while and said, "This does not belong to my work category. And this is evidence that you stole the third piece of chocolate. I mainly don't like to destroy the case."

"You really hate it. That piece of chocolate is my salary. Today, a girl who is only nine years old, I sent my first email in this life in the catastrophe of the end of the world. I thought you knew this!"

Wang Xiaoai fell down viciously and covered her head with her head.

Zhang Zimin pulled the quilt and taught her, "You've probably never heard of how my grandfather's grandfather worked as a village postman in the mountains during the difficult times. He had no horses and could not ride a bicycle in the mountains. He took enough dry food from his unit early in the morning and walked dozens of miles of mountain road. When it rained, he was trapped in a cave and let the insects bite it overnight. The next day he went to the village and handed a letter to the old woman who was illiterate and eagerly was waiting for news, and he even read it to her. In the end, he couldn't bring her reply, because she didn't have the stamps of some penny, and my grandfather didn't have them. He could only try his best to help him with a little message. This is the first generation of postal toll in the Republic. You little girl are so comfortable and you have started to make the conditions?"

The little girl was very conscience and thought about it and said worriedly: "Your grandfather is so dangerous, you will be kidnapped and robbed in the mountains."

"However, the police soldiers of that era also worked like him, going deep into the mountains one after another, and sometimes they were killed by dozens of people in the mountains together without even news. But in the end, they became the first time in the history of the earth that really wiped out bandits in a country, no one."

Zhang Zimin said, "Before they, human history, never really wiped out bandits, but just legalized them in disguise, or because the bandits were not very angry after the economic development, they did not look like bandits."

Wang Xiaoai is unaware of the sternness.

Zhang Zimin said again: "Precisely because the order established by the old men is gone, something happened to your mother. This will only happen to you later. I will be half a 'back'. I will try to kill a few bad guys to practice courage. Let's build order together with you little kids. You are just a kid now, and it's not the point. In the future, you will be able to carry the big shot when I get old or tired in the future."

"OK."

Wang Xiaoai seemed to have fallen asleep happily...

There was another movement late at night, and screams appeared in a certain direction, right inside the community.

After being awakened, I decisively turned on the camera to watch, but because the angle was not enough, I couldn't see anything.

Zhang Zimin hurriedly got up and put on "armor", went out and went into the room to look at Wang Xiaoai. She was crying and shivering slightly.

Zhang Zimin knew she was afraid, but now she really couldn't take her, and whispered, "Little Ai, don't sleep, you will become more and more scared, go play Mary in the plate-level. I'm going out."

"Damin, you have to be careful. If you don't come back, I can't survive."

Wang Xiaoai followed her out and closed the door...
Chapter completed!