It was already four o'clock in the afternoon when the disinfection was completed. Ye Zhou and Zou Ming made up the beds and ate some meals brought by the volunteers. When they finished, the clock moved to a little past six and almost seven. After a busy day, Ye Zhou was really tired.
Ye Zhou originally wanted to go to bed directly. After all, the poison was eliminated and he had taken a shower. His whole body was clean and refreshed, which were the most suitable conditions for sleeping. However, Zou Ming seemed to have no intention of sleeping at all.
Ye Zhou, who was sitting beside the bed, looked at Zou Ming who was still doing push-ups, and asked in confusion: "You are doing push-ups now and you are sweating all over. How are you going to sleep later?"
He felt a little bit disgusted.
Zou Ming panted and said, "I'll ask the volunteers to fetch a basin of water later."
Ye Zhou nodded, lay back, and looked up with his head spread out. He stared at the ceiling, and in his ears he could hear Zou Ming's deliberately suppressed breathing.
It seems, as if, that there is a little bit of color.
"By the way, are you familiar with Sarah?" Ye Zhou made small talk.
Zou Ming: “Not bad.”
Ye Zhou smiled and said, "I always feel like you two knew each other before."
Zou Ming did not deny: "I have met him before, but we didn't have a good relationship."
Ye Zhou: "Not a good relationship? Why didn't I see that?"
Maybe it was because Zou Ming rarely spent time alone with Sarah? Or maybe the two of them rarely chatted in front of Ye Zhou?
"What happened in the past..." Zou Ming slowed down, "I was immature at that time, and so was she."
Sarah at that time did not look like the little princess she does now. She had messy golden hair that was dry and split. She was as thin as a skeleton and always had a pair of eyes that were too big and creepy. She was like a stray dog, clinging to the life-saving straw in her hand.
Anyone who approaches her is trying to snatch it from her.
She always stayed in Ye Zhou's arms and didn't want to go anywhere. Zou Ming still remembered that she regarded everyone except Ye Zhou as an enemy at that time. She was so weak that she couldn't even walk, but she still attacked anyone who approached Ye Zhou with her claws and fangs.
But I was immature and still a child at that time, and I had no idea how many fights I had with Sarah.
Every time, both of them were injured, and Ye Zhou could only coax one and then the other.
The grievance and hatred that I felt I couldn't swallow at the time, when I think about it now, seem like things from the past many years ago.
Ye Zhou suddenly had an idea: "Are you two childhood sweethearts?"
Zou Ming paused, stopped doing push-ups, and looked extremely unhappy: "I'm only 22, and Sarah is over 400 years old. We are childhood sweethearts?"
"...Sorry, I forgot your age." Ye Zhou smiled awkwardly.
"I now feel that hiring a doctor is a bit of a waste." Ye Zhou sighed, "Zhou Yuanhe doesn't have much work to do."
Although he is not Zhou Paopi, his employees always have nothing to do, which he feels a bit unfair when he thinks about it.
Zou Ming: "Let Yang Guoqin find a place to open a clinic for him. You will provide the medicine and equipment. You can only give him a basic salary from the money earned. We can consider the profit sharing until he earns back the money for the medicine and equipment."
Ye Zhou felt that Zou Ming had great potential to do business. Look, even the money for the equipment had to be borne by the employees. He was still far inferior to him in exploiting the employees. So Ye Zhou immediately affirmed Zou Ming's idea: "Okay, let's do it. Then you continue to do push-ups. I'll find a magazine or novel to read."
In order to make the soldiers less bored, there is a bookshelf in the room, although the books on it are almost torn apart.
But there is definitely no virus in the book - if the people in that room turned into zombies, everything in the room would have to be burned, and the room would have to be left vacant for twenty days, undergoing precise disinfection every day.
However, since there has not been a large-scale zombie attack for some time, no one in the base has been infected and turned into zombies.
As Ye Zhou read the book, his eyelids began to kiss up and down. He casually put the book on the cabinet beside him, without covering himself with the quilt, he turned over and fell asleep.
After Ye Zhou fell asleep, Zou Ming stopped exercising. He walked to the door quietly, knocked gently, and asked the volunteer outside to get him a basin of water.
The volunteers didn't mind the trouble - after all, Zou Ming and his team went out for the safety of the base.
Even though he was not a soldier, he was worthy of respect, so after receiving Zou Ming's request, he trotted to get him some water.
After washing up, Zou Ming did not go to bed, but sat on a chair beside him, tracing Ye Zhou's facial features with his eyes.
Ye Zhou is very good-looking. Zou Ming has seen photos of his parents and he sees that Ye Zhou has the best features of both his parents.
The corners of his eyes are slightly upturned, but he has double eyelids. When he looks at people from the front, he seems to be somewhat affectionate. But as long as you change the angle, look up or glance to the side, there will be a kind of contempt that makes people breathe rapidly.
Zou Ming didn’t know whether Ye Zhou was aware of his facial features, but when Ye Zhou interacted with people, he would generally avoid looking at them from any angle.
Ye Zhou is a very gentle person. He rarely gets angry, and after getting along with him for a long time, people always feel that he has no temper.
Although he has never deliberately tolerated others, people would have the illusion that he has a good temper.
Everyone wanted to ask for something from him.
Whether it was Sarah in the past or him in the past, they all relied on Ye Zhou instinctively, wanting to absorb nutrients from Ye Zhou.
Ye Zhou just calmly accepted them as a matter of course.
After all, in Ye Zhou's eyes at that time, they were both pitiful and cute children.
Zou Ming's gaze moved down to Ye Zhou's lips.
Ye Zhou's upper lip is slightly upturned, but not thick. His lips are slightly red but not bright red. Occasionally, when he opens his mouth but doesn't speak, it's as if he is expecting someone to kiss him.
Zou Ming looked away slightly embarrassedly.
He couldn't watch any more.
Zou Ming stood up. He couldn't sleep in the same bed with Ye Zhou, as if if he did so, Ye Zhou would definitely become more demanding.
Zou Ming sat on the chair with his arms folded. He no longer looked at Ye Zhou, but at the painting on the wall. Hanging on the wall was a printed oil painting. He looked carefully at the brushstrokes on the painting and slowly counted them.
Sitting alone all night.
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The next morning, Ye Zhou was awakened by a sharp whistle and heard footsteps outside the door. He opened his eyes blankly, reached out to wipe the back of his head, and turned around to see Zou Ming, who was neatly dressed and ready to go out at any time.
Ye Zhou looked at the bed beside him, and then at Zou Ming who looked "high-spirited".
His somewhat confused mind cleared up: "Zou Ming? You didn't come to sleep in the bed last night?"
Zou Ming: "I wasn't too sleepy, so I just sat for a while."
Ye Zhou frowned and said, "You can't do this. You are so tired every day. You still need to have a good rest."
Ye Zhou nagging: "Don't rely on your youth. You will regret it when you are older."
After saying this, Ye Zhou felt that he was a bit old-fashioned, and added: "You have to be aware of your own body."
Zou Ming nodded: "Got it, breakfast is here, we'll leave after you eat."
Breakfast is a bowl of porridge, an egg and two vegetable buns.
Although it looks simple, it is already very good food. Soldiers in the past could not afford such food. When the situation at the base was the best, they only had a tortilla and a bowl of porridge. Later, there was no porridge, and they could only eat tortillas and drink boiled water.
Ye Zhou quickly ate breakfast, got dressed, and went out with Zou Ming.
There were quite a few soldiers in the corridor, but they were not the same group as yesterday.
Ye Zhou didn't try to get close to him - there was no need to get close to people who had been to the battlefield. After going out together for a morning, they would naturally become familiar with each other.
"The vegetable buns this morning are so delicious." The soldiers lined up and chatted.
"If I wasn't so busy during this period, I would have liked to go shopping in the supermarket. I don't know what I'm getting paid for."
“I heard that we won’t have to pay wages in tortillas anymore.”
The soldiers were worried: "If we don't have tortillas, can we go to the supermarket to exchange for them?"
"I also want to buy a new set of clothes for my girlfriend. She hasn't had any new clothes in years. The last time I saw her, she was sewing patches."
"Then you should go change her. It's hard to find a girlfriend these days."
"Didn't you have a girlfriend before?"
"Oh, don't mention it. I want to get married, but she doesn't. She said she doesn't want to have children either."
"If you don't want to get married, then don't get married. Are you so traditional?"
"It's not that I want to break up! I just asked her if she wanted to get married, and she ran away immediately, and then asked someone to tell me that she would not delay me and that we should part ways amicably."
The soldiers were silent for a few seconds, then comforted him, "You should take it easy next time. Women are easily frightened by marriage nowadays."
"Why don't you find a boyfriend?"
"Don't give me any bad advice. I don't like men."
Ye Zhou listened to their chatting with great interest and found it very interesting.
Maybe because everyone is in extreme danger, many of the previous conventions have disappeared. Everyone is seizing the time to be themselves, but fewer people are willing to get married. Regardless of gender, no one wants to start a family.
Ye Zhou thought about it and felt that in times of chaos, people’s desire to start a family and build a career would become smaller, and they would be even less willing to have children.
If he were a woman, he would not want to get married and have children under such circumstances. If there was really danger, she would be pregnant and unable to run away. If the child was already born, it would be even worse. The mother would not be able to let go and would have to take the child with her wherever she went.
If the husband is a soldier and goes to the front line when something happens, and she has to escape with the children alone, there is no hope at all.
But as long as you don't get married or have children, you can still run away if something happens. If you really can't run away, join the army and pick up a gun. It's always better than sitting and waiting to die.
This is the only solution that ordinary people can think of, although it is not good for base and labor force growth.
But everyone wants to live, and they have to weigh the pros and cons. If we want to blame someone, we can only blame the zombie virus, not people.
"Are you new recruits?" Someone noticed Ye Zhou and Zou Ming.
These soldiers had never seen Ye Zhou and Zou Ming. Either they had never been to the supermarket, or Ye Zhou and Zou Ming had not left the lounge when they went.
Ye Zhou nodded: "He's new."
The soldiers said kindly, "Then be careful when you go out later. Go at the end. Just make sure there are no zombies behind you. Generally, zombies won't take a detour to attack you. They don't have the brains to do that."
The soldiers sighed: "Fortunately, zombies have no brains."
"If humans had brains, they would have been extinct long ago."
"Would you like to follow me later?" A soldier with thick eyebrows and big eyes walked up to Ye Zhou and whispered to him, "I will protect you."
Ye Zhou glanced at him. Even though he was not gay, he could sense the strong ambiguity in the other person's tone.
The corners of Ye Zhou's mouth twitched and he was a little embarrassed.
"Make way." Zou Ming pushed the soldier aside with an expressionless face.
The soldier suddenly understood something and touched his nose angrily: "I knew that no one would do it."
Although everyone is a soldier, there are still fewer female soldiers than male soldiers overall. After all, women can do many positions in factories and are no worse than men. In comparison, men are more suitable for military service, so the number of male soldiers in the barracks is still overwhelming.
Although most men are heterosexual, there are also quite a few homosexuals, and sometimes comrades who have a good relationship become lovers.
Generally, opposite-sex partners are mostly lovers.
People are always willing to partner up with people they have a good relationship with.
The soldier was bored and walked quickly forward.
Ye Zhou turned around and whispered to Zou Ming: "The people here are really open-minded."
In his world, homosexuals have to hide their identities. Only a few dare to come out. Most of them just drag their feet and come up with countless excuses to avoid blind dates and marriages. There are also those with bad character and who are not worthy of being human, who commit marriage fraud and portray themselves as victims while persecuting the weaker women.
Although Ye Zhou didn't know much about homosexuality, he was disgusted by this practice.
It is really hard to sympathize with someone who has gone from being the oppressed to being the oppressor.
Zou Ming said calmly: "My place is more open."
Ye Zhou: "How open is it?"
Zou Ming whispered in Ye Zhou's ear: "Where I lived when I was a child, both men and women sold their bodies. A bottle of water could buy a night."
"If you can keep them fed every day, then whatever you do will do the trick."
Ye Zhou: “…”
Ye Zhou said dully: "This is no longer open, this is outrageous."
Ye Zhou asked quickly: "You haven't sold it, have you?"
He simply couldn't imagine that Zou Ming would sell himself.
Zou Ming: "No, someone protected me."
Ye Zhou thought of something and sighed, "No wonder."
Zou Ming: "Why not?"
Ye Zhou: "No wonder you like him, but it's true. If there was someone who always protected me and treated me well when I was weak, it's hard to say whether I would be tempted. A big age gap may not be a problem. Isn't that the case with Concubine Wan and the emperor?"
Sharing the joys and sorrows and being loved and protected, it would be hard for anyone, regardless of gender, not to be moved, right?
Ye Zhou suddenly understood Zou Ming and apologized to him quietly: "I shouldn't have said that before."
Zou Ming turned his head and pursed his lips and said, "Nothing, I have forgotten it."
As they spoke, the people in front of them had already gone out, and the volunteers handed them masks and guns.
There are serial numbers on the guns. After all, some soldiers are used to a certain gun and will not easily change it unless necessary.
It was another busy morning. Ye Zhou took a deep breath before putting on his mask and cheered himself up in his heart.
When he stepped out of the isolation room, the sunlight shone on Ye Zhou. He raised his arms comfortably and stretched his body.
After all, it's only comfortable now. After a while, he will be sweating all over and the mask will make him so hot that he can't breathe.
"Boss!" Chen Shu had been waiting for them outside. She trotted over to Ye Zhou and said, "I applied for a sniper rifle for you, but it's going to be retired soon. There's a problem with the scope. Let's find a place to debug it later."
"It's also a bolt-action sniper rifle." Chen Shu took credit for it, "Originally they didn't approve it, but I showed them my marksmanship."
She actually just put on a one-sided show all night.
Ye Zhou was a little confused: "Can we use guns in the isolation room?"
Chen Shu pointed to the back and said, "There's a drill room over there. You can go in fully armed, but you have to apply in advance, and you can only practice shooting. Fortunately, I have the bullets you sold, otherwise I wouldn't be able to use them in the drill room."
"I asked them. When they were short of bullets, most of the bullets were allocated to snipers. Many frontline soldiers could only use bayonets and axes." Chen Shu sighed, "Many people died."
After all, she was a soldier herself, so she could empathize with them: "The main thing is that if they die, their deaths will be in vain, and those who are alive cannot return to the base. The base is short of manpower and cannot disinfect so many people. They can only be isolated outside the barbed wire."
"The soldiers can only watch their comrades mutate."
"It's called self-isolation, but out of a hundred people, less than twenty can return."
Chen Shu couldn't help but said, "Boss, I don't want my salary anymore, and I don't want the tuition for teaching you. You can just change it into a house and donate it to the military camp. Buy more sanitary napkins and tampons. The female soldiers need them."
Ye Zhou blushed a little: "...You can tell me these in private."
Chen Shu waved his hand: "Boss, don't be shy. These are all determined by the physiological structure. It's nothing to talk about physiological things."
"There's no room for shyness on the battlefield." Chen Shu, "Boss, is this okay?"
Ye Zhou: "Okay, I'll take some out myself."
Today is only the second day since he was released, and he already knows how difficult it is to be a soldier. Male soldiers do not have any physical limitations, but female soldiers are different. Their physiological structure makes them have a few inconvenient days every month, and they may even stop menstruating due to high-intensity training and psychological stress.
Ye Zhou raised his gun and said to Chen Shu, "I'm not such a money-hungry person."
He wanted to go back and earn money to unlock the protective shield, but he also wanted to help the people here to the best of his ability.
You have to earn money, but you can also help by being busy.
The two are not incompatible.
Ye Zhou glanced at the scope and asked, "What's wrong with this scope?"
Chen Shu: "Shoot at that tree and see what happens."
Ye Zhou: "Just fire like this? If I don't lie down, will the gun shake?"
Chen Shu: "Then just squat down and give it a try."
"I tried it when I came out, and there is indeed a problem, but it takes time to find out where the problem lies."
Before she finished her words, Ye Zhou had already fired a shot, hitting the tree that Chen Shu had pointed at.
It hit exactly the point where her finger was pointing.
Chen Shu was stunned and looked down at Ye Zhou who was squatting.
This was the first time she saw Ye Zhou like this.
His eyes were sharp, his lips were tight, and he devoted his whole body and mind to shooting. Ye Zhou, who was concentrating without a smile, was like a knife that had just been sharpened. Just a light tap would make the blade buzz, as if blood would be drawn in the next moment.
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