I sat on the branches of the tree and looked at the zombies under the tree for a long time. The larger zombies were probably two meters tall, which was extremely strange.

Because Fu Hongyang's hometown is not even 1.9 meters tall, not to mention two meters tall, he is as strong as a muscular man.

"This zombie may be mutated..." He could only conclude for the time being that compared with the zombies revived by the elderly, it is not impossible to mutate into a strong man. "Fortunately, it can't climb trees, so it won't climb over the wall either."

But then I thought about it, would you climb a tree or climb a wall?

The walls of his house are about to collapse, and all the food they can eat is just a matter of dying late or early.

This time I went home to deal with the issue of demolition payment for the old house. I didn’t plan to live here forever. My hometown didn’t even prepare much rice. My parents went out to work after the Spring Festival, and he continued to go to college. It was only when the government demolition was rushing back and brought some snacks.

I thought I could stay at home for at most two or three days, but who knew that the smog disaster had suddenly hit... I ate rice and noodles brought from his home after the death of my distant uncle.

Thinking of the situation he was facing, Fu Hongyang's interest in observing zombies was completely gone.

"I hope I'll be starved to death instead of being eaten, so that I can at least become a zombie. Is it a different sense... alive?"

Shaking his head, he was about to climb down the black tree.

When I looked up casually, I found that there were some flower spikes on the branches. He had seen the black sap blossoming. This black sap has grown for several years and has also produced twice. What it produced was a small three-petal seed called black sap seeds.

I heard it is a Chinese medicine, but it has never been picked at home.

At this moment, he suddenly saw the black sap blooming, which made him feel a little dazed. What was even more surprising was that these black sap flowers actually bloomed and withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then gave birth to tiny fruits.

He kept watching the fruits in the tree until the smog choked him through the mask so hard that he couldn't stand it, so he jumped off the branches and returned to the house.

Doudou didn't move, her abdomen was slightly undulating.

"If Doudou dies, will it become a zombie dog?" This is a question worth pondering. Because Fu Hongyang also plans to turn himself into a zombie, he doesn't want to be eaten to leave no bones left - unlike the people in the movie who are afraid of becoming a zombie, he feels that he has become a zombie...

It feels a little cool.

And in a sense, this is also a desire to survive: "Maybe when the disaster disappears and parents find it back, they can still see me who has become a zombie. Or after the disaster scientists have developed an antidote, and zombies can be restored to normal people, can I still save me?"

Sleepiness hits.

He put the Doudou in the next room, letting it fend for itself, hiding in another room, without taking off his clothes, and just laying in the quilt to sleep.

I don’t have food at home and dare not go out of the gate. What can I do if I don’t sleep?

When you wake up, maybe the world will return to its original state, and everything is just a dream.

...

call.

call.

call.

It was like a big stone in his chest was pressed against a big stone, and he struggled to get up, but he couldn't struggle. It was getting harder to breathe. It was not until he was about to suffocate that Fu Hongyang suddenly woke up from his sleep and sat on the bed and gasped heavily.

The head is groggy.

I can’t feel hungry in my stomach, and the pain in my breathing tract is getting worse every day.

His limbs were weak and he sat on the bed for a quarter of an hour before he lifted the quilt and got out of bed with difficulty. The room was also foggy, and the haze poured in through the gaps, and sticking tape didn't work.

I just walked to the door and was about to open the door.

Suddenly he remembered something, and lay on the door and listened carefully. There was no movement in the other room. He patted the door, but there was still no movement. He then pushed open the door, and when he saw that the black dog Doudou was still lying on the ground, with white foam on his mouth and a little undulating on his abdomen.

Not dead.

As if he felt Fu Hongyang's movement, Doudou wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids moved and finally did not open it.

Sighing, Fu Hongyang didn't care about Doudou, put on a mask, and went out again. The sky was drizzling outside, and I didn't know whether it was in the morning or afternoon, and I didn't know how many hours he had slept. The fog in the yard seemed to dissipate a lot, much lighter than before, and this discovery made him feel refreshed.

It was just a shock, and there were still beast-like roars outside.

The zombies did not leave, and could see the canopy of the mulberry trees outside the wall shaking in the fog.

"Zombie shakes the tree?" He plucked up the only strength left in his body, climbed up the thicker black slab again, and came to the first branch.

Looking up, sure enough.

The zombie, two meters tall, was carrying a group of ordinary zombies, holding the trunk of the mulberry tree, as if to shake the fruits on the tree.

"Fruit?"

Fu Hongyang felt a light of inspiration pass through his drowsy head, and then he turned his head and looked at the branches of the black slab tree. There were no flower spikes on it, but replaced by green fruits with three petals, which were obviously black slab seeds of black slab.

But the difference is that the black seeds he saw last year were very small, about the same size as mung beans.

The black seeds in front of him are as big as fists. Usually, there are three petals of seeds in one black seed. Even so, the black seeds in front of him are still extremely large.

However, considering that the black bead suddenly rose by dozens of meters high and bears such a big fruit, it is probably acceptable.

"Can black seeds be eaten?" He only had this thought in his mind now, and he vaguely remembered that the old man in the village said that black seeds are poisonous.

You will feel nauseous and vomit after taking it.

But when he saw the zombies outside the wall shaking the trunks like crazy for the fruits of the tree, he felt that the fruits produced by these mutated trees might be good things - of course, it is more likely to be good things for zombies and poison for humans.

Before he could figure out whether the black seeds were poisonous.

Suddenly.

A scent of fragrance drifted down from above the head.

In an instant, Fu Hongyang's attention was attracted, and he raised his head to look deep in the tree canopy, unable to help but want to search for what it was. At this moment, the zombies that were still snatching the mulberry tree seemed to be attracted by the fragrance, and there were actually a few ordinary zombies walking towards the wall.

Then he hit the wall, shook his head and turned back, took two steps and was attracted by the fragrance, and then hit the wall.

"Stop hitting, you will fall down when you hit the wall!" I thought I was indifferent to life and death, but at a critical moment, he still had a strong desire to survive. "It must be that there are things they want on the black tree... I simply went up the tree and found the fruit, either eat it or throw it away!"

At this moment, he burst out with a force, driving himself to climb deep into the canopy.

Following the faint fragrance, I climbed to the depths of the tree crown more than 20 meters high in a short while. When I looked down, even the old house was hidden in the smog.

At this time.

On a branch close to the main trunk, two special black seeds larger than fists, came into view.

The aroma emanates from these two black seeds, which is a special aroma of food, which quickly causes Fu Hongyang's stomach to growl.

Desire defeats reason in an instant.

Regardless of whether it is poisonous or not, take a black seed, break open the shell and start eating.

Crack.

The seeds inside were not ripe yet, and when they bite, they suddenly burst into grass-like juice. They were bitter and astringent, and the taste was far worse than the aroma. But this did not prevent Fu Hongyang from exposing them in two or two and eating all the three black seeds that were stuck together into his stomach.

"Forehead!"
Chapter completed!