Chapter 165 Birth, old age, sickness and death.
They have enough food and drink every day, entertainment activities, and free time to sing and dance, sit together and laugh happily.
It was clearly a happy and joyful scene, but many people lowered their heads and shed tears. The zombies left one after another. They didn't want to watch, and they didn't dare to watch. When they were sad, they couldn't even shed tears.
Zhou Xuening and her friends were also watching. When Ji Lan's face appeared, the group of little zombies became collectively excited: "Look, it's the sister from District 15!"
"It's better to be alive. I can eat delicious food, watch fun things, and there are so many things to be happy about. As a zombie, I don't know what to do except running around every day. I'm tired of playing."
"We are so unlucky to have been infected with this strange disease. I hope someone alive can develop a cure before we die. I don't want to rot away."
Jiang Jun saw the touching expressions on people's faces and said, "This video seems to be of some use."
Anselin asked: "If it were you, would you like to go to District 9 or continue to be a zombie?"
Jiang Jun said without hesitation: "I choose zombies. I don't have to worry about making money to eat. I can live a few years comfortably and then die."
Anselin glanced at him: "How can I talk to you if you respond like this?"
"Hahaha, boss, you must have never been a slave before. It's the same predictable life, but zombies are more free. But I'm talking about this current state of corpses with thoughts, not the biting madmen from before."
Anselin stared at the flickering screen and said, "If these people still don't want to leave after watching this, then we can only respect them."
The party ended quickly and everyone thought that "Unforgettable Tonight" was the end of the video, but it was not.
The person who shot the video was also a creative person. He added a few scenes after the audience left the show.
In the dormitory, everyone was still full of energy and sang together, like the howling of ghosts and wolves.
Under the eaves, under the hazy warm yellow light, a man came back with hot water to wash his wife and daughter.
On the street, a young man and woman were walking side by side. Their shadows were getting closer and closer, and finally they were holding hands.
Friends, family, love, the connections between people are intertwined and close.
Only by living can life become colorful and extend more possibilities.
The screen went out, and Jiang Jun was in the darkness, his eyes dim and uncertain. He finally sighed and whispered, "Boss, I seem to have changed my mind now."
Anselin glanced at her palm, where there seemed to still be some soft, small touch.
He clasped his fingers together, turned, and walked into the night: "Prepare a car for them."
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After the barbecue, the seawater was collected and the salt production line was completed.
Shu Lan was a little worried and asked Dazui, "With so many dead fish and shrimp in the sea, will the salt we make carry any viruses?"
Big Mouth said, "No, when an infected organism stops moving and begins to rot, it means the virus in its body has lost its activity."
Shu Lan asked, "Do you have any knowledge base that can transform zombies into living people?"
"You've asked this question before. There's no way. Specifically, with Blue Planet's current level of civilization and existing material resources, it's impossible to reverse the process of biological disease and death."
Big Mouth would conceal something due to his so-called authority, but he would not lie to her.
Shu Lan said sadly, "A lot of people would die."
The number of zombies now is more than ten times that of living people. If they were in the same state as before, it would be fine, but now that they have regained their sanity and are under Anselin's control, and do not actively attack humans, what is the difference between them and ordinary patients?
Xiao Hei immediately responded, "They're all going to die sooner or later anyway. I suggest we start a mass killing spree. If they die at the hands of player Shu Maomao, we can use that to cheat for points."
"Good point. Come here." Shu Lan hooked her finger at it. Xiao Hei thought his mission was finally accomplished and rolled over happily, but she pressed him to the carpet and punched him again and again: "Swish! Swish! Swish! All you do every day is increase your lousy points! I told you not to kill, not to kill. We are allies with the zombies now. You're so dark and don't know a thing."
When Xiao Hei is beaten, he is like a bouncy ball, it will dent but not break. It is quite relaxing to beat him up.
Shu Maomao came out of the bathroom: "Mommy, I'm done."
"Okay." Shu Lan threw Xiao Hei into the corner and said, "Go to sleep."
After lying down on the bed, neither the mother nor the son mentioned continuing to dream, but stared at the ceiling to try to fall asleep.
Shu Maomao suddenly shouted, "Mom."
Shu Lan asked, "What's wrong?"
"I want to call you that from now on."
"It's up to you. I'm a very open-minded mother."
Shu Maomao called her again, "Mom."
"My son is here."
"Why three different colored feathers anyway?"
Shu Lan chuckled. He hadn't forgotten this story yet.
"I made it up to whet your appetite. There's no reason. Just think of it as me trying to find something for my son to do."
"So are you still going to look at Li Yanli's memories today?"
He finally compromised.
Shu Lan also took a step back and said, "We'll see later. You and I should have a good rest. We'll go back from here tomorrow."
"Um."
After a while, Shu Maomao called her again: "Mom, are you asleep?"
Shu Lan opened her eyes: "No."
"If no one could kill you, and I healed you whenever you got sick, would you not die?"
Shu Lan said, "Yes, I will die when I get old enough, just like a candle burning out."
Shu Maomao moved closer to her and said, "Then I'll use Rewind on you every day to prevent you from getting old."
"Don't do that, darling. You'll wipe out my memory of that day as well. Every day that passes, I forget another day. It's like I've got Alzheimer's at such a young age."
Shu Maomao was quiet again. He was not asleep. You could tell from his breathing rhythm.
Shu Lan gently patted his arm and explained, "Birth, aging, sickness, and death are natural laws. Some are born, some grow old, and some die. It's all normal. Don't the cabbages in the fields grow like this, one crop after another? When you grow up and meet a girl you like, bring her to me and say, 'Mom, I want to marry her.' That girl will be your new family, and she'll be there for you, just like I was."
"I don't want anyone else to accompany me."
"Well... well, you're still young and can't understand love. Anyway, it's okay. Just accept a natural death."
Shu Maomao said gloomily, "But I don't want you to die."
"Don't worry about the future, baby. Your mom is still very young and it's still a long time before she dies of old age. The question you should be thinking about now is what to eat tomorrow morning."
Shu Maomao thought for a moment and said, "Can I eat shellfish and vermicelli like that again?"
"Clam noodles? I'll put shrimp and crab in there, some greens and mushrooms, and some tofu and beef balls. Hiss… let's not talk about this anymore. If you keep talking about it, I'll want to get up and make some midnight snacks."
After a while, Shu Maomao said, "Mom, I want to have a midnight snack."
Shu Lan, who couldn't sleep, had the same idea and shouted, "Big Mouth, turn on the light!"
After a night's rest and a full meal before leaving the space, Shu Lan saw the headset that allowed him to chat with Anselin alone. The scene of him crying to the little Shu Lan who had become a zombie appeared in his mind. He hesitated for a moment, but finally left it in the space.
Since you don't like her, don't contact her too frequently to avoid unnecessary feelings.
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