I'm not really a zombie

After repairing, Lin Fang followed Yuan Ling to the temporary residence.

Along the way, Lin Fang's mentality has changed, he has been gritting his teeth and numbly moving forward step by step, without saying a word, very silent.

He didn't speak, and Yuan Ling, who was walking in front, couldn't speak even more.

The two figures, one in front and one behind, started from the dilapidated supermarket, crossed several roads, and walked a few blocks. The sky gradually darkened.

Along the way, Lin Fang didn't see a living person, not even a living thing. The street was empty and lifeless, and his understanding of the end times was a little bit better.

In the end, he followed Yuan Ling into a community, into the residential building marked 9.

Yuan Ling took out a key from under the flower pot in front of the door of 301, opened the door of 302, and beckoned Lin Fang to enter the door.

Lin Fang stared blankly, "Is this lock still usable?"

"It works, and it's pretty solid."

It was a heavy iron door. After locking the door, Lin Fang pushed hard twice, but the door didn't move at all, and there was no change at all. This made Lin Fang feel relieved, and began to look inside the house.

The inside of the house is similar to that of the big house and the supermarket before, but you can’t see any useful things, and the useless things are piled up in a mess, and the dust is thick.

The layout of the house is two bedrooms and one living room, a larger master bedroom and a smaller second bedroom.According to the wall, the windows are small and few, easy to defend, and not easy to ventilate.

It was half dark at this moment, the temperature in the air dropped sharply, and the bare hands outside were cold.

It's not a lie that it cools down at night.

Lin Fang didn't look any further, but followed Yuan Ling's footsteps to the second bedroom.

The second bedroom was pitifully small, the windows were small, and they were glued shut, so it was much darker than the outside.

There was a single bed against the wall, and an iron bucket was placed in the bedside table, and the bags I carried were stuffed under the bed.

Yuan Ling squatted with his back against the iron bucket and faced the door. In front of him was an iron basin. There were several bowls in the iron basin. In one of the bowls, there were some red stones or something, shining slightly.

"Close the door."

Lin Fang closed the door as promised, and sat opposite Yuan Ling across the iron basin.

At this time, the exposed skin can already feel cold. Lin Fang estimated that the current temperature should be above 0 degrees and below 10 degrees. In front of the brazier.

He stretched out his hand, and slowly approached the stone that looked like a red-hot coal. Sure enough, the closer he got, the more obvious the heat was.

"It's so warm, what kind of stone is this, a few small pieces are so warm."

Yuan Ling took out his pocket, took out a few crystal nuclei he got from the mutated mouse, picked two small ones and threw them into the bowl.Soon, the two small crystal nuclei also became glowing red, as if they were "ignited".

"It's the crystal nucleus."

Lin Fang only felt a little warmer again.

"Does the crystal nucleus still have this effect? ​​It's amazing."

Yuan Ling didn't reply, but just took out a piece of hard candy and ate it. Soon, the sound of chewing could be heard in this small space.

Lin Fang sighed for Yuan Ling's good teeth, and then ate a piece.

Candy, which is usually not taken seriously, tastes extra sweet now.

After that, the two of them fell silent tacitly, staring at the red crystal nucleus in the iron basin in a daze.

The night was getting darker.

Lin Fang was getting closer and closer to the position of the iron basin, and his whole body wanted to jump on the brazier, holding his legs and tremblingly looking at Yuan Ling, who was facing him who had no reaction.

"are not you cold?"

Yuan Ling glanced at him and added three crystal nuclei to the bowl, but it only brought temporary warmth.

The nighttime temperature is so low that this little heat doesn't do much.

The cold night is long.