Little Zombie's Apocalypse Survival Manual

October 11, the first year of zombies

cloudy weather

I'm always in awe of idiots.

Here's what I thought: It's impossible for a person to be such an idiot, he must be pretending!Pretending to be so resembling, he must not be an idle person!

Thinking about it this way, Zhang Yan was already prejudiced against us. We broke up with the base some time ago. It is definitely impossible for this guy to come to our site alone. Fortunately, he passed out from hunger By the lake, it was picked up by zombies who went fishing.

There must be some fraud in this!

Maybe Zhang Yan is just a bait. Once we do something indescribable to him, millions of soldiers will jump out of the grass and kill us immediately!

The zombie listened to my speculation, touched my head, and said with a smile, "You have such a rich imagination, are you making up a bedtime story for Ateng?"

Speaking of Ateng, I couldn't help but sigh.

That little guy took shape some time ago, it is a little baby, soft and cute, very cute (*￣▽￣*) As long as I have time, I will hold him in my arms and tease him, showing a fatherly look caring.

It's a pity that Luo Hua intends to be ruthless.As soon as the little guy saw me approaching, he had an angry expression on his face, with tears in his eyes, as if I had done something excessive to him.

Ask yourself, I think I treat him very well!

"Why do you think Ateng hates me." I asked with a bitter face.

"To put it simply, it's probably a new hatred and an old hatred." The zombie said after thinking for a while.

"Old hatred? New hatred?" I was a little confused, not knowing what he meant.

"Who gave him the last blow? It was the zombie. Who is the leader of the zombie? You." The old zombie said, wringing his fingers, "This is an old grudge."

"But you were the one who was thinking about eating him at the time, and Xiao Yezi was the one who ate the most." I said dissatisfied, "Why do you let me carry the blame alone?"

"Because in addition to the old hatred, you have a new hatred with him." The zombie spread his hands and said, "Don't rush to refute. You said you would go to tease him when you have time, but have you thought about it?" However, you are free almost every day... If there is a person who keeps nagging by your side every day, will you bother him too?"

Immediately, I thought of the zombie, and said, "Maybe they will fall in love with each other for a long time."

"Then try it." Zombie laughed, "If you can successfully subdue Ateng, I'll build you a boat and take you to the lake next spring, how about going boating?"

(☆_☆) Rafting~

I agreed without hesitation.

Anyway, even if I don’t succeed, there is no loss for me ╮(╯▽╰)╭

It's just... why do I always feel like I've forgotten something?

I first came looking for zombies for something else.

October 11, the first year of zombies

cloudy weather

I often come to the lake after a long day of hoeing.

There was a zombie there, who would come to the lake to fish every day with a self-made fishing rod, from morning to night, silent and motionless.

Strangely though, the guy never caught anything despite fishing every day.

Could it be that there is no bait?I have always been so skeptical.

But the zombie told me that not only did the guy not use bait when fishing, but the other end of the fishing line didn't even have a hook.

I couldn't help but think of Jiang Taigong's fishing story.

Could it be that the zombie we picked up by accident is actually Mr. Jiang and his ilk?

I made up my mind to find out about that zombie.It doesn't matter if he ignores me, I come to ask every day, and he will definitely respond to me one day.

Sure enough, I just arrived at the lake today, and before I had time to speak, he took the initiative to say hello to me.

"coming?"

"Yeah." I replied.

The other party fell silent again and continued to fish silently.

"Well... what bait do you use for fishing?" I asked tentatively.

"No bait." The zombie replied.

"What hook?" I asked again.

"No hook," he said.

It was exactly as the zombie said.I thought.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because the Lord Mountain God said that fishing is just for fun, but there is no place to raise it if you really catch it."

=￣ω￣=This answer is really unexpected, but when you think about it carefully, it sounds like something a zombie would say.

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier?" I was a little curious, "This reason is not a secret that cannot be revealed."

"If you get too close to you, the mountain god will be unhappy." The zombie said, "I can't give you a chance to climb the wall."

Wall climbing... Okay, but if that's the case, why is this guy telling me the truth now?Aren't you afraid that the zombie will be unhappy?

"Because...you come to the lake to look for me every day, and the mountain god will be even more unhappy." The zombie looked at the lake resentfully and said, "I will not come to the lake to fish, but to feed the fish... Fish food is me."

"He threatened you like that?" I couldn't help asking.

In my impression, Zombie has always been a very gentle guy.Although sometimes I can't understand his thinking, but I don't think he should say such words.

"No. But if you fall in love with me, I will be very distressed... In order not to do something wrong to the mountain god, I can only apologize with death." The zombie said.

I think this guy is really thinking too much.

How is he better than zombies?How hard am I to let go of my big villa and climb the wall to the low-rent housing opposite?

But, this guy is a zombie, right?Why are you so loyal to zombies? !

An inexplicable sense of frustration...

October 11, the first year of zombies

cloudy weather

Zhang Yan's stick=￣ω￣=It is obviously for peaceful diplomacy, it must be like a sneak attack by a secret agent.

Jiang Hai is also strange, it's not good to send anyone, but Zhang Yan... don't you know if we have a grudge?I haven't settled with him about the fact that he disabled my little mourner before!

"Okay, okay, I didn't let you receive it anyway, so don't be angry." The zombie touched my head and smiled lightly, "And he came here with sincerity this time, and gave us more than a dozen A rabbit skin."

"Is it useful?" I muffled, "Anyway, we are not afraid of the cold."

"Whether it's useful or not, it's just a matter of heart." The zombie said, "Although we are not afraid of the cold, we still need to keep warm, otherwise we will be frozen hard in winter."

I subconsciously thought of the frosted frozen meat in the refrigerator and couldn't help laughing.

"You won't be able to laugh when you're really frozen." The zombie said, "There are a lot of beasts in this forest, and most of them don't hibernate... Food is scarce in winter, so we'll be frozen again." Can’t move, isn’t love waiting to be eaten?”

I made up my mind about this scene, it seems to be quite scary.

However, it is not a matter of a day or two that there are wild beasts in this forest. How did the old zombies survive the winters before?

"In the past years, after the days when the cold clothes were delivered, I would close the door of the tomb, hide in the tomb for the winter, and go out again when the spring is warm and the flowers bloom in the next year." The zombie said, "It's okay if there is only one more you, But all of a sudden there are so many zombies..."

"Leave it to me," I said.

_(:_」∠)_ If you don’t show your presence in front of the zombies to save face, they will probably forget who is their real boss...

October 11, the first year of zombies

cloudy weather

Usually, when I couldn't find anyone to talk to, I'd just sit on the swing, banging on the stands with a stick.

At this time, the bursts of echoes will make the surrounding forests reverberate and spread, just like the keeper in the zoo aroused the roar of the herd, I also let every forest and foothills emit growled.

Zombie agreed to take me to experience night fishing, just the two of us.But it was late at night, but he hadn't arrived yet.

I sighed and decided to go to the lake first, only to find that he was already there.

"Didn't you say to gather at the swing?" My tone was a little dissatisfied, "I have waited so long, I thought you would not come."

"I was planning to go to the swing to find you." Zombie whispered.

I didn't say anything, but I was inexplicably disappointed.

He said before that as long as what I said is engraved in his mind, he will never forget it.

But since he resumed his job as a mountain god, he has been so busy every day that he doesn't even have time to sit down and chat with me... He was the one who chased me and chatted before, OTZ

"What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?" Zombie asked.

I didn't answer.

If I admit that I am in a bad mood, it will undoubtedly make the zombie feel guilty, which I don't want to see; but I really can't say something like "I'm in a good mood" against my will.

Hearing the words, the old zombie didn't say much, and broke off some dry bean stalks from the bean field, rubbed a small fire ball and ignited them.

According to him, it is easier to catch fish with a campfire near the water.

"No matter what kind of animal it is, it still yearns for light in essence," he said.

This night fishing seems to have opened up his chatterbox, and this guy babbled on and on about a lot of things from the past, as if he wanted to fill in all the things that he didn't have time to say to me during this period of time.

"In the past, I often came out of the tomb after everyone in the village was asleep, and then I took a boat to fish in the lake under the moonlight. Fishing was really interesting. Sometimes I dragged the fishing line and floated on the lake. Felt a faint tremor on the line: someone was hovering on the other end of the line, hesitating, not knowing what to do with the sudden bump. At last, I slowly raised the line, and again and again Pull it up quickly, and a fish is pulled into the air like this, while making a 'clicking' sound, while twisting its body vigorously. Especially in the dark night, when you are thinking about it and looking out of the sky, fishing The faint jitter on the line pulls you back from the trance and reconnects you with nature. This experience is very interesting..."

"What about the fish you caught?" I couldn't help asking.

"Usually before dawn, they will put them in the place where they worship the mountain god, and then attach a note saying 'take it yourself'." The zombie said, "But in this way, they seem to believe in the existence of the mountain god even more. , make all kinds of wishes every day.”

"Will you help them realize their wishes?" I asked again.

"Sometimes they do, but most of the time they don't." The old zombie said, "If they are not desperate, who would pin their hopes on an illusory god? And the things that can force them to have nowhere to go, most of them I can't do anything about it... After all, they are human beings after all, but I'm just a dead person."

In this way, the zombie and I were chatting and fishing, and it was not until late at night that we threw the still burning stick high into the air, just like setting off fireworks. With a hissing sound, the fire was extinguished.

Then we groped our way through the darkness that came all at once, whistling and singing, and walked back to our home.

"What is love? It's not only the love at first sight, but also the long time. I'm glad I met you." by Zombie

(I didn't want to write this sentence down because I felt so ashamed...but if I didn't write it down, I was worried that I would forget it someday, so after thinking about it, I wrote it down QUQ

Having said that, I turned to the first page of the diary and reviewed it, and found that I originally wanted this diary to be passed on to future generations.

But after looking at the content behind... how can this kind of thing be passed down to future generations? !Or hide yourself at the bottom of the box.

QAQ In order to prevent too much black history from affecting my majestic and domineering image as the zombie king, I decided not to keep a diary from today!If I continue to keep the diary, I will be punished so that I will never be able to eat fresh tomatoes, only dried tomatoes!

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Finished (tomorrow we will see if we can code a [-]D episode)

In addition, I changed the copywriting in the next pit, let's see if you are interested in collecting it? (I think it is better than the previous copywriting)

Title: "Please pick the Tao Te Ching"

Copywriter:

Since ancient times, all book spirits have to accept the ranking of "Yujing Huan Bang"

Kong Lun, the book spirit of "The Analects of Confucius", occupies the top position all the year round, and rarely cares about the specific changes in the ranking

However, in the latest ranking list, he found that his ranking in Bai Yueguang's "Tao Te Ching" had dropped to a hundred places.

How can such an excellent book be ranked this way?Unscientific!

In this way, he gave up his big villa and moved to the low-rent house where the book spirit Li Dao of "Tao Te Ching" lived.

Started to formulate the "Tao Te Ching Popularity Plan"

"Journey to the West, Shuling Wu of "Journey to the West", has become people's childhood memories with film and television adaptations in recent years, and its ranking has been significantly improved... After Shulinglu Tea in "The Book of Tea" has carried out commercial cooperation with tea culture brands, The rankings seem to have moved up as well..."

Just thinking about it, Kong Lun's cell phone suddenly turned on

Picking it up, it turned out that Li Dao had asked a question on "Xuhu"

"Recently, I met a sand sculpture who poured chicken soup on me all day long and forced me to aspire to be a better version of myself. What should I do?"

Kong Lun smiled and wrote the following reply:

"The best way is to support all his views, actively cooperate, and cultivate him into a bigger sand sculpture."

Let's keep a diary together

October 11, the first year of zombies

cloudy weather

I am Xiao Yezi, and the boss said that in the future, we will have everyone keep a diary in turn to write down important things.

But what does it mean to be important?Everyone is doing their own things leisurely all day long, some go fishing, some hunt rabbits, and some build houses for the winter with Zombie Boss... It seems that everything is very important.

I didn't know what to write after much deliberation, so I had to ask other people's opinions.

The funeral boss said that if there are no difficulties, he will create difficulties himself, and then work hard to overcome them; the zombie boss said that he really doesn't know what to write, so he just write something interesting.

I feel that these two suggestions are quite unreliable... After thinking about it again and again, I decided to combine their suggestions and record an interesting battle!

This battle is not something I just made up, but I saw it with my own eyes.

This morning, I was under a chestnut tree and saw two big ants fighting fiercely. The one was red and smaller, and the other was black, twice the size of the red ants.

Once they bite each other, no one will let go. They struggle, fight, and keep rolling on the wood chips.

Looking further away, I was surprised to find that there were such duels everywhere on the ground and on the bark. It seemed that this was not an individual duel, but a war of war, a battle between two ant tribes. war.

Judging by their determination, it seems that they are ready to fight until it is dark or their lives are over.

Although the small red warrior rolled back and forth on the battlefield, he still clung to the root of one of the enemy's tentacles.As for the strong black ant, it swishes the red ant from side to side.

They are more vicious than bulldogs, and even if both sides are covered with bruises, they have no intention of stopping the fight.

Their war cry is apparently "conquer each other or die in battle."

This made me shudder.

Insects are so ferocious, wouldn't the insect-shaped extraterrestrial creatures be even more ferocious?

I salute to the mountain god, and pray that those insects will not be killed.

October 11, the first year of zombies

cloudy weather

Lord Shanshen said that I really can't decide whether the bugs will come, but if they do come, I can help you drive those guys away.

The house for the winter already has a basic outline, and I have to feel that there are many people and strength. If I do it by myself, I am afraid that the house may not be well built in the next spring.

I spend a lot of time on my stove because I consider it the most important part of building a house.

What is the house built for?For the winter.

What is the most important thing in winter?It is to be warm.

I will be very relieved to see my stove square and solid gradually rising.I thought, though the work was slow, that the stove thus constructed must be stronger, stronger, and more durable.

The north wind has cooled the lake now, and it will be weeks before it freezes completely, because it is so deep.

The new stove was built, and when I lived for the first time, the smoke from the chimney was particularly unobstructed, and that feeling was really wonderful.At that time, I had not yet plastered half the walls, and the walls had a lot of air gaps.I spent several pleasant evenings in this cold and drafty room.

Knotty brown boards all around, some still with bark, hung high overhead.

Today, with the mortar applied, I feel more comfortable living in the house and I like my house even more.

It's a pity that the counselor said it was a dangerous house, and refused to come in and live in it no matter what.

In fact, to be honest, although it is the first time to build a house, I am quite confident in my craftsmanship.No matter how bad it is, it won't fall when the wind blows, right?I don't understand what the coward is worried about.

At night, the shadows of fire lights danced merrily on the walls, and the form of such shadows was more suitable for fantasy than frescoes and expensive furniture.

Now I can say that this is the first time I have lived in my own house, and it has been used for shelter from the wind and rain, and for heating.

I also used a pair of old wood racks to raise the firewood off the ground.

I was relieved to see the smoke rising behind the chimney I had built, and stoked the fire with more satisfaction.

Sometimes I fantasize about building a larger house that can accommodate more people, with durable materials and no frills.

This house, too, consisted of only one room, a large, austere, functional and primitive hall, without ceiling and plaster walls, but with raw wood and twigs, crude but strong enough to withstand the wind and snow.

In a room as hollow as a cave, you had to hold a torch on top of a long pole to see the roof.In this room some may live by the fireside, some in the window recess, some at this end of the hall, some at the other end, and others, if they please, may Live with spiders on high beams.

In this room, you can enter as soon as you open the door, no need to stick to etiquette.

A place where weary travelers can wash, eat, talk and sleep without further travelling, just the kind of place you'll be thankful to be on a stormy night; a place where you have what you need, but no housework ;Here, you can see all the wealth in the house at a glance, everyone's things are hung on the wall, it is also the kitchen, dining room, living room, bedroom, warehouse and attic; here, you can see wooden barrels, Useful things such as ladders and fishing rods, and convenient utensils such as cupboards, the main decorations in the house are the furniture and utensils necessary for life.

This house, like a bird's nest, is open and clear at a glance, as long as you enter through the front door and the back door, you will be able to see all the residents in it.

Here, even as a guest, you can enjoy all the freedom in the house, you will not be excluded from the house, and you will not be locked in a particularly small room to entertain yourself... This is not hospitality, this is captivity!

In the end, I don’t know how many people will read this diary, but I hope that everyone can take the initiative to live in the newly built house, otherwise they will freeze outside, and wait for the next spring to thaw, I will not be responsible !

PS: The base is looking for the sketches of the house I want to build...but what should I do if I don't have the sketches?Draw them one now?

Counseling message: Can you draw sketches? (⊙o⊙) Is it so powerful?

October 11, the first year of zombies

weather snow

I am Xiao Ming, thanks to the medicine brought back by brother Shen and Mr. Jiang, I have recovered now.

Looking through the diary of the previous two days, I feel that the house is quite good, I like it very much, but I don’t know if humans can live in it?

Xiao Yezi is a name I haven't seen before, probably a new friend, I hope to have the opportunity to meet in the future.

It snowed all day yesterday. Although it was extremely cold, I still started my new day with the dawn.

First, I went to find water with an ax and a bucket.

Standing on the snow-covered ice, I first brushed the snow away, and then chipped away at the thin ice.Under the ice is the quiet living room of the fish. The soft light seems to shine in through a side of frosted glass. The fine sand at the bottom of the lake is the same as in summer.

It was a still, serene world, like an amber dawn, one with its inhabitants in cool peace.

I suddenly felt that the sky was above my head and below my feet.

Every morning, when everything is still sleeping in the severe cold, the zombies take their fishing rods through the snow to the lake to fish.

They sat on the shore of the lake, wearing very thin clothes, but they seemed not to know what cold was, and they always had a contented expression.

Are these guys really zombies?I have always had this doubt.

But I dare not ask, only dare to look at them from a distance.

Once, under the cover of fog, I got a little closer to observe them.

Those zombies dug many small ice holes in the ice, and then put small wooden sticks across the ice holes. These ice holes are four or five rods away from each other, and the distance from the shore is about the same.Then they tied some aspen branches to small sticks, tightly to prevent them from being pulled into the water, and then looped the rope loosely around the aspen branches two feet above the ice, and hung them on the rope. A dry leaf.

In this way, if the leaf is pulled down, it means that a fish has taken the bait.

I was so fascinated at the time that I got closer and closer without realizing it.

Those zombies found me, but they were very friendly, they just told me to keep quiet, and gave me a few fish after they caught them.

Can zombies and humans really not coexist peacefully?

Why did they bite like crazy before?

This is a question worth exploring...

October 11, the first year of zombies

cloudy weather

I'm Fade Chen. The zombie sent me a voice transmission yesterday and asked me to write something in the notebook. He came to get it from me tonight and gave me the blueprint of the house by the way.

Although I grew up listening to stories about various monsters and ghosts, I was still shocked when I saw a human face appearing in front of me.Fortunately, this place is close to the peach grove. When the time comes, cut some peach tree branches and put them in the tent as decorations.

The development of the human base is generally smooth, and the phenomenon of cannibalism has disappeared. Everyone usually goes to the mountains to hunt rabbits. After all, compared with other animals, rabbits are the most cost-effective. Strip off the winter clothes.

Of course, we also thought about fishing, but it was difficult to catch it.

I heard from Xiao Ming that zombies can easily catch fish, so let's pass on the experience when it is convenient.

Please eat rabbits.

continue,

I forgot... Zombies have peach allergies...

October 11, the first year of zombies

cloudy weather

I am Xiaoguang.

Hahahahahaha, what happened yesterday made me laugh so hard.

Dr. Chen forgot that Mr. Jiang had a mahogany allergy, so he habitually brought a mahogany pendant to meet him.In the end, Mr. Jiang got excited and kicked him into the lake.

The lake is completely frozen now, and a big ice hole was smashed out!

It seems that it will be easier for my brother to fetch water during this time, at least he won’t have to dig holes ╮(╯▽╰)╭

However, that guy Zhang Yan looked worried, and insisted that Mr. Jiang deliberately got Fade Chen into the water, so that they could turn all human beings into zombies.

OTZ couldn't understand Zhang Yan's thoughts at all.

Brother Shen, if they wanted to turn us into zombies, they would have changed a long time ago, why wait until now?

Moreover, if he wants us to die, why bother to send supplies to us?Wouldn't it be enough to just let us fend for ourselves?

Speaking of which, Mr. Jiang still complained to me today that there are too many zombies and there is nowhere to put them.There were at least dozens of people in the base. If they all turned into zombies and waited for him to help solve the housing problem, would Mr. Jiang have a nervous breakdown?

October 11, the first year of zombies

weather snow

Today is the Cold Clothes Festival, and I came to the tomb of the ancestor of the Jiang family as agreed to burn paper for him.

"Brother Jiang, what are you doing?" the ancestor's partner asked.

He is still the same as when we first met, but compared to before, there seem to be some new faces here, even children.

I don't know if they are the children of my ancestors, but since they are here, we must give some greetings.

After thinking about it, I took out two pieces of candy and handed them to them.

The two children took the candy, peeled off the candy wrapper with ease, and threw it into their mouths.

"Boss, who is this?" one of the older children asked.

"This is... the boss on the human side." Mr. Shen, the ancestor's partner, said this.

"What is the human boss doing here? To grab the territory?" Another child who looked younger asked in a childish voice.

"It shouldn't be..." Mr. Shen said uncertainly, and gave me a suspicious look.

"Today is the Cold Clothes Festival, and I'm here to worship the ancestors." I said, "In addition, I'm also here to apologize for the unpleasantness last time."

Although Zhang Yan was asked to bring a gift once before, I think he seems to have a lot of complaints about zombies. The last conversation probably broke up, so he didn't mention it.

When Mr. Shen heard the reason for my visit, he smiled and said, "Leave the matter of apologizing for now. By the way, who is the ancestor you worshiped?"

"It's the ancestor who was buried here." I said.

"He's really looking for the old zombie...then you have to wait a while, he's busy building a house in the mountains." Mr. Shen said, then turned his head and told the two children, "Go and call your old zombie over here." , Said that there is a guest coming, let him pick it up."

"It would be better if Yin Ling notified directly... why did you make us go..." The two children seemed reluctant and whispered.

"If you eat other people's candy, you have to work for them!" Mr. Shen rubbed the head of the taller child, and said with a smile, "If you dare to be lazy, I will pull out your little flowers while you are sleeping."

The child trembled in fright, and ran away in a hurry, shouting as he ran, "Fuck you! I'll go to Boss Zombie to make the decision for me!"

"Look for it, he is used to me like this!" Mr. Shen replied.

There was a lot of laughter and laughter around me, which made me a little dazed.

I actually felt alive in a place full of dead people.

"When the Lord comes back, burn the paper to him face to face, and see his expression." Mr. Shen gloated, "Do you need his cooperation for this ceremony? For example, lie down in the coffin?"

"Ah, it doesn't matter." I said hastily.

Mr. Shen smiled, but did not speak.

I didn't know what to say and fell into silence.

Speaking of it, I should be the first person to burn paper to the other party in front of the ancestors, it seems a bit embarrassing to think about it.

"Are the materials sent over last time easy to use?" Mr. Shen asked suddenly.

"Smoothly." I said, "Thank you so much."

"If you run out of things... don't bother us anymore." Mr. Shen said, "Last time I was helping you guys, but that guy Zhang Yan almost shot me dead."

I really didn't know how to explain it, so I had to apologize again and again.

But to be honest, I can quite understand Zhang Yan's approach. After all, in that environment, zombies are the enemy.

Mr. Shen waved his hand and sighed: "I don't want you to be sorry, but there are more and more zombies here, you should pay attention, and don't let your guns go off. Of course, I will also restrain the zombies , don’t let them go to your side... They are actually quite good, especially Buddhist, and they are not impatient when playing Landlords.”

"Yeah." I answered.

Just when the two of us could hardly continue talking, the ancestor appeared...

This is our ancestor, right?It seems to be different from the painting style when we first met.

Overalls, a military coat, and a Hello Kitty on her head...

I didn't know what kind of expression to make for a moment, I wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.

"Your headgear is pretty." I said.

"I think so too." The ancestor said, "I gave it to my son."

"It matches his temperament well." Mr. Shen asked with a smile.

I just nodded in a daze.

Could this be the generation gap between me and my ancestors?

"Okay, don't be dumbfounded. Brother Shen came here specially to burn the paper for you. You hurry up and stand opposite to let him make a wish." Mr. Shen pushed the ancestor to stand opposite me and said.

"I didn't want to make a wish." I whispered.

To be honest, I always thought that I was a calm and calm person, but after I got here, my head was always dizzy, and I could understand every word the other party said, but there seemed to be something wrong.

"This is an officially certified mountain god. Most people don't bother to make a wish to him. The opportunity is rare, is it really not allowed?" Mr. Shen asked.

To be disrespectful, Mr. Shen's tone now sounds like a salesman.

"Then... promise one?" I said tentatively.

"Buy one get two free, maybe three." Mr. Shen said, "According to the routine, isn't it usually three?"

"You just sold me?" The ancestor's tone seemed aggrieved, "My house hasn't been built yet."

"He is your descendant, can you sell it to your own family? This is called unity and friendship." Mr. Shen said.

In this way, while chatting with my ancestors, I burned paper for them, and later earned three wishes for no reason.

"Go back and think about it slowly, remember to tell us when you think about it!" Mr. Shen waved his hand and shouted at me, "By the way, don't make too exaggerated wishes, the zombie will - no - come!"

I don't know if it's an illusion, but I feel that Mr. Shen specially added accents to the last three words.

After saying this, he was dragged away by the ancestor covering his mouth... really dragged away...

October 11, the first year of zombies

cloudy weather

I'm Ateng, nothing happened today.

Hmm... Ye Zhi's hair loss has become more serious, and he feels that he should be bald this winter.The funeral boss was very upset because he couldn't provide nectar, so he told him to go and build a house with the zombie boss.

Sure enough, it's better to be a child. Although I didn't do anything, no one accused me.

I don’t know if Ye Zhi will be jealous when he sees this passage ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Xiao Yezi left a message: You have already made contributions, you are so delicious.

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I want to say that this novel was originally BE, will you kill me_(:_」∠)_

This is what I originally planned to end up with

One day, a hero appeared among the human beings, who led the human beings to counterattack step by step and wiped out other extraterrestrial creatures

Counseling them had no choice but to hide on another mountain

Remember at the beginning, when the counselor and the zombie went to another shelter?That would have been a foreshadowing.

Counseling moved to the mountain, and the zombie chose to stay where he was in order to prevent the human intelligence from being completely wrong.

The days passed like this day by day, and the zombie never went up the mountain to find counselors.

The zombies went down the mountain one by one to investigate the situation, but no one came back

Counseling them not to go, but they always have various reasons...

In the end, only Tongdun and Xiaosang were left on the mountain, but after thinking about it, Dongdun never went down the mountain

As if as long as he didn't see it with his own eyes, everything was the same as when he left

finally one