A zombie's final journey

It's a little hard for a zombie to play games with people in the last days.

In the middle of the night, Primus suddenly sat up; it did not matter what the name of the street was; perhaps it was because he had repeatedly retorted that the word "arrest" was the reason.

A quiet night.

Lin Duoduo out of the house in the morning, white Xiao already wear a helmet, stretch the bones, as if to go and zombie battle.

"Good morning, Zombie King."

Lin Duoduo said hello.

She did not know the significance of this, but before her mother would say to her every morning, Linduoduo, good morning, she learned and kept this habit.

When living alone, she would say to herself every day, good morning, Linduoduo.

The morning is the beginning of the whole day, and if the morning is good, probably the rest of the day will not be too bad.

Check the house again outside the yard, Lin Duoduo help white Xiao tie the helmet, untie the chains, pushing the tricycle out. White Xiao wore a full helmet, wearing thick gloves, heavily armed, like a warrior.

Turn around and lock the gate.

In this chilly morning, Lin Duoduo continued to push the car out, pedaled three wheels, left home, and set out with fully armed zombies.

Village road a little potholed, white Xiao looked at the distance, this is a small village under the mountains.

He was pushing at first, going out along the village road, where the grass was growing tall in the fields, and the zombies loitered in the distance.

"Why give me a stick?" White Xiao a little nervous, dont understand looking at the hand long stick, said weapons, fully armed case seems no knife to use.

"When you see a zombie, stab it." Lin Duoduo said.

"Well..."

White Xiao is still a little worried, will soon fight with zombies? He's not sure the zombies will bite him yet.

Still thinking, the figure by the roadside of the village has come this way.

"There are zombies! White Xiao shouted.

"Stab it! Don't let it come near!" Lin Duoduo shouted.

"Is it enough to poke with a stick? It's coming!"

"Well, you pedal and go straight down the road." Lin Duoduo from the three rounds down, took the white snapstick in his hand, let white snapride.

The tricycle and the zombie are moving closer and closer to each other.

"I will push forward and just meet him, don't you need to go over and deal with it before coming back to ride?" White Xiao looked at the zombie walking closer and closer, put forward a good suggestion.

It doesn't seem like a good idea to just ride three wheels past it.

"Ride your bike!"

White Xiao see that zombie came over, Lin Duoduo take a stick to stab, to stab far away, also stabbed down, let it fell on its butt.

White Xiao lost a moment.

The old zombie fell flat on its butt in the ditch, and it was difficult to get up, so it had to try to crawl forward.

It was really old, its black and thin torso just skin and bone, its eyes were deeply sunken, its body was hung with dirty rags, and its voice was hoarse.

Tricycle crunch, past the zombie, white Xiao also tilted his head to see it.

Has been driving out far, he is still looking back, the tricycle are riding in the ditch, Lin Duo with his hand to knock his helmet, issued a thumping sound, "good pedal!"

Lin Duoduo dont know white Xiao as a fresh zombie, why would be so afraid of other old zombies.

White Xiao a little dazed to straighten the handle, let the tricycle walk on the right road.

Is that what bit him?

White Xiao suddenly depressed.

"It's weak." Bai Xiaodao. It was a far cry from what he had imagined.

"That's what old zombies do." Lin Duoduo said.

In the wind, the sun and the rain, those zombies age very fast, and they do not eat like normal people, they will become skin and bones in just a few years.

Twenty years, the original batch of zombies, almost no more, now still wandering in this land of zombies, most of those who have been infected in those years, are also getting old.

"What about fresh zombies?" White Xiao at this time suddenly understand, before said he is fresh zombie what mean.

It's literally fresh.

"Fresh zombies are very dangerous, not only running fast, but also powerful and fierce." Lin Duoduo paused and said, "Not including you."

"Lucky it didn't include me." White Xiao said.

Zombies are old.

He suddenly realized what the end times were more than 20 years later.

Disaster broke out in the year Linduoduo was born, and now she has grown up, and the zombies have aged.

It's been years since the disaster.

"So this land isn't so dangerous after all?" White Xiao kicked off three rounds, he felt Lin Duoduo on the bucket, but still not much effort to ride.

"Have you forgotten the mouse?" Linduoduo said holding the stick.

As the sun rose, the cool of the morning soon dissipated and the temperature rose.

There was silence between heaven and earth.

White Xiao along the country road bumpy, about an hour fast, before driving to the road, the tricycle suddenly smooth a lot, no longer so difficult to go.

Thick dust covered the original road, Lin Duo holding a stick, like an emotive god of war, on the road occasionally close to the old zombie, were she a stick pestle, and white Xiao took the opportunity to speed up, crazy pedal tricycle, left it behind.

This is not the same as what White Xiao imagined before going out, and fighting zombies.

It doesn't even feel like fighting at all, just watch Linduoduo clubbing zombies with a stick.

Some of the roadside villages and shops are quiet, and only the occasional zombie comes out of the yard.

"There used to be a family here, with children, a woman in her 40s, I don't know if they left." Passing by a called Baiyang village, Lin Duoduo far looked at the direction of the village said.

White Xiao looked at a glance, the village is quiet.

Linduoduo also did not explore the meaning, just think of such a thing.

In fact, they did not know each other, except that they had met at a distance twice before in passing, the first time both sides were cold and wary, the second time they did not speak, and they were separated from each other at a distance.

White Xiao found that whenever passing through the village, from time to time, Lin Duoduo will hold a gun.

In the last days, as long as they are not familiar people, most of the two sides will maintain a considerable sense of distance, even if they happen to meet, they will be far away from the wrong body, not necessary to meet.

This was taught to her by her mother, who had been through the hardest years of life in the immediate aftermath of the disaster. The years immediately after the disaster - very chaotic, many people, many things, mother saw, heard, and told her a lot, she was very impressed.

As the numbers dwindled, those who survived became accustomed to life after the disaster and settled down. Today, maybe that kind of thing is much less, but the people who experienced the first few years still maintain the habits of that time.

Lin Duoduo suddenly feel some want to laugh.

Man against man.

But when they encounter a zombie, they make a different choice.

Lin Duoduo took a look at the white Xiao of the three rounds, perhaps because he is not too smart... Right?