Chapter 41 Playing House.
Shu Lan threw the bloody tissue into the green belt behind, and no one cared.
Shu Lan asked, "You used to have a good relationship with your commander?"
"Not really. She probably doesn't even know my name. I'm a logistics psychic, and I usually communicate more with the deputy commander."
Zhong Mei looked at the warehouse, which contained several thousand bags of rice and flour. There were less than three hundred people left alive in the base, yet everyone was still scrambling for supplies as if there was a famine.
"Xiao Shuang, what's the point of living like this?"
Many thoughts flashed through Zhongmei's mind, but each thought seemed weightless, like flying pieces of paper.
Home, family, love and hope, everything that can be lost has been lost. What can she rely on to support herself to move on?
Shu Lan said, "There's no point in thinking about this. Just survive. If you don't know what to do, why not follow me? I'll be your commander."
Zhong Mei turned her head to look at Shu Lan, and a piece of paper flying in the air gained weight and fell down.
"OK."
Shu Lan snapped her fingers in the air. "I knew you were a straightforward person. Now this ruin is the survivor base where I, Qin Xiaoshuang, am the boss. You are my first subordinate. Oh, I said wrong, you are my second. The first one is my son."
"Very good." Shu Lan clapped her hands to herself. "Next, let's collect the corpses and get some crystal cores. If the high-level zombies come back, the three of us will kneel in front of them with the crystal cores and beg for mercy, saying, 'Big Brother, Big Sister, please don't kill us. This is a tribute.'"
Zhong Mei pursed her lips and smiled softly: "It sounds like a way to survive."
Shu Lan raised her head confidently: "Of course, this commander is very good at finding a way out."
Zhong Mei looked at her with envy. She possessed a vigorous vitality that Zhong Mei could never dream of in her lifetime, as if this chaotic, decadent and terrible world was just a large amusement park to her.
Then just stick with her a little longer.
At the same time, on the outskirts of District 9, a group of latecomers were watching.
Wild Dog looked at the bombed-out city in the distance and said, "After all this, is there any need for us to go in and provide support?"
Jing Hongyu came over and said, "It says that this place has been classified as a gray area with no hope. There's no need to go there anymore. Let's just go home."
The monkey said, "Well, it was a wasted trip."
He Sheng frowned and said, "There should be survivors inside."
The person next to us said, "We can't do anything about that. The road is covered in gravel. It will take a lot of time to clear the road before we can drive in. We don't have that much time."
Jing Hongyu patted He Sheng's shoulder and said, "Brother He, are you really not planning to come to my place? High-level zombies are more powerful than everyone thinks. If they ever reach District 15's doorstep, I'll need your support."
He Sheng felt the urge to smoke again.
Does a base with tens of thousands of people need the support of these five people?
Jing Hongyu said on the surface that District 15 needed him, but in fact he was hinting that he should go to the shelter of the survivor base as soon as possible, otherwise it would be too late to regret when the high-level zombies arrived at his doorstep.
The shock and helplessness brought by the news of the annihilation of the irregular army still lingered in He Sheng's heart. He looked towards the center of District 9 and said in a heavy tone, "Okay, I'll consider it."
Before it got dark, Shu Lan and Zhong Mei used a cart to push Jiang He's body, along with the body parts they had picked up on the road, and sent them to a nearby crematorium, otherwise the smell would become stronger if left there for too long.
Shu Lan regretfully discovered that the blood of people who had been dead for too long would turn black, and this black blood would prevent Shu Maomao from obtaining the supernatural powers they had in life.
Her plan to store a lot of superpowers by using corpses came to nothing, but fortunately, she got Jiang He's superpowers, which made the trip worthwhile.
Time reversal plus immunity to death, combined with Zhong Mei's healing ability, is equivalent to giving Shu Maomao three golden medals of immunity from death.
This is why Shu Lan, who never travels with others, invited Zhong Mei to join her. It was not out of sympathy, but simply to use her.
The others repaired the radio and sent out a distress signal from the roof of the highest building, but the response they received was to hide and wait.
Ninety percent of these people were ordinary people. Among the remaining people, Zhong Mei had a somewhat useful ability, while the others all had special abilities: their bodies glowed, they could jump three feet high, they could remove their own teeth one by one and then put them back together...
Such abilities are not very useful except for making the audience laugh on talent shows.
Maybe sending a plane to pick them up would be a waste of fuel.
In this atmosphere of being abandoned by the world, some people choose to give up on themselves and hide in air-raid shelters, eating and sleeping, ignoring the outside world and living in a daze.
Some people dragged food to find shelter at the base and invited Zhong Mei and Shu Lan to join them.
Shu Lan said, "No, I want to stay here as the commander. You'd better not go out. It's even more unsafe outside District 9."
Zhong Mei said, "I'll follow the commander."
Some people rolled their eyes and left, while others not only rolled their eyes but also made a few sarcastic remarks before leaving.
"The commanders are playing house, singing the same tune.
"Let's go. Stop talking nonsense with these two idiots. Find a car and go to another base as soon as possible. Staying here will only lead to death."
The ignored Shu Maomao sat on a high place, swinging his legs and watching them leave indifferently.
The zombies have spread to the edge of District 9, and this group of people will run into them on the road.
They are the stupid ones.
Shu Lan asked Zhong Mei to help dig a ditch near the abandoned building where they were hiding. Zhong Mei didn't know how this would be useful in defending against the approaching zombies, but since Shu Lan said she wanted to dig, she found a hoe and started digging.
She had just pried open the cement floor tiles, and Shu Lan had already finished. A new trench, five meters deep and three meters wide, had appeared on the right side of the building. She came over and said earnestly, "Meimei, at this rate we'll have to wait until next year."
Naive Zhong Mei felt ashamed of her own uselessness: "I'm sorry."
Shu Lan offered a slap on the wrist and consoled him, "It's not your fault. It's my fault for not being able to coordinate. Go find some tools to make a fence. And tell those people lying in the cave that the zombies will probably be here the night after tomorrow. If they don't want to die, they better get moving and do something."
"OK."
Zhongmei finished her assigned work and came back an hour later. She saw a black canal surrounding the entire house like an ancient moat.
Zhong Mei: "...Commander, I have many questions to ask you, but I don't know where to start."
Shu Lan made a silencing gesture: "Shh, don't ask. Have you seen the TV series? People who know too much are usually silenced."
Shu Maomao, who was behind her, yawned expressionlessly.
Zhong Mei couldn't tell whether Shu Lan was joking or telling the truth under the guise of a joke, but fortunately, she was not the type to ask questions, so she buried the problem in her heart and chose to turn a blind eye.
There is no need to understand everything. It will be easier if you are a little confused.
The periphery of the black canal was equipped with a low fence made of iron wire and wooden sticks. Ordinary zombies who tried to get close would be tripped and fall into the black slime like a swamp. The more they struggled, the deeper they would sink.
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