The sun was still shining on the earth as usual, and the sky was darker except for the dark clouds, and it seemed that nothing had changed.

On the ground, as if they had just been baptized by demons, piles of foul-smelling corpses were piled up in a huge garbage pit. This garbage pit is about 50 acres, and the "corpse pile" in the pit is also eight or nine meters high.

This is used to deal with infected people after death, and the number of people who have died after being infected with the virus is so large that there is no place to bury these people, so the government sent people to pull the bodies into this pit for "burial". It is said that the burial is just a respect for the deceased, but in fact, it is to control the virus.

At the end of the garbage pit there was a large chimney with a temperature of 1,000 degrees Celsius, which was used to dispose of the corpses.

Here you can burn about 500 corpses a day, and there are thousands of such pits in the world...

...

"Outside the garbage pit".

"This chimney seems to have never stopped since the outbreak of the virus... Alas, I'm getting older, and I've been living this life for so long that I've forgotten that this is the first few years..."

An old man dressed in rags, with a very vicissitudes of life and a very thin body, said with a blank face:

"Whew... There was a lot of smoke coming out every day, and you see it was all black with smoke that day..."

"Oh, yes, old man, if you don't say it, I've forgotten it myself, this damn virus has been around for some years..."

The response was a young man holding a cart full of corpses, and it was clear that he was a "corpse porter", but from his disgusting expression, it was clear that he was definitely a "novice".

He glanced up at the gloomy sky, then took out a crumpled cigarette from his pocket, lit it in his mouth with a pair of deflated lighters, turned to the old man, and said:

"Alright, it's almost time, let's open the door!"

When the old man heard this, he opened the big iron door, which was already a little rusty, and saw a mountain of corpses.

When the young man saw it, he couldn't suppress the disgusting expression on his face anymore, and he threw up while holding the cart and bowing his head.

When the old man saw this, his dry and cracked lips couldn't help but hook it, he stepped forward and patted the young man's back gently, and said with a smile:

"People who come for the first time are like this, and it's good to get used to it later..."

When the young man saw that he was being teased by an old man who was nearly seventy years old, he felt a little shameless, but he pretended to be calm and said:

"I'm just eating a little bit... Okay, without further ado, I'm in..."

"Eating too much? Young man, I think you only have five meals a week, right? Let's be honest... I don't have a meal a week..."

"Alas, young man, wait a minute... Don't go yet! ”

The young man heard what the old man said and stopped the trailer.

Seeing that he had stopped, the old man said in a slightly pleading voice, "Yes... Can you... Can you give me a cigarette..."

When the young man heard this, his face was expressionless, and he said nothing, turned and took out a cigarette from his pocket, which was as crumpled as before, threw it to the old man, and said:

"This is the last cigarette I have on me, now I'll make you a friend..."

After speaking, he turned around and pulled the car, walking towards the pile of corpses one after another.

After the outbreak of the virus in the world, the land was polluted, and many animals and plants were inedible, so the world was short of food and medicine. It is difficult for people to even have enough food and clothing, let alone tobacco and alcohol, so things like tobacco and alcohol are already very precious in this era, after all, they have long been discontinued, because the raw materials have also been polluted.

Although the southern government still implements a democratic system, most of the elderly people like this who have no labor force are starved to death because the state does not support useless people. However, this old man is already considered lucky, and the government has arranged for him to get a job, at least a little salary every month, and barely support himself.

The young man who dragged the cart and complained about the disgusting job while walking, named Li Zicheng, 24 years old this year, was originally a soldier guarding the southern capital, but because he accidentally fell asleep when he was on duty, he happened to be caught by the captain passing by, so he was removed from his post and punished to the "corpse pit" to carry the body.

Today is his first day in the grave, and he doesn't need to wear protective clothing because the infected only contaminate the land and infected animals after death.

But Li Zicheng was still very afraid of being infected by the virus, so he wrapped more plastic bags all over his body, and wrapped himself into a rice dumpling as bloated.

"Oh my God, I don't know how long I'll have to work in this place before I can go back!"

Li Zicheng hugged his head and shouted at the sky, he really couldn't stand this dirty, disgusting and rat-filled environment. Because this time the virus was first caused by mice, but I don't know what the reason is, the virus in the rats actually disappeared, and it has become a meal on people's plates in this era.

Even if there is no virus in the rat's body, Li Zicheng still feels disgusting to something like a mouse, because who would really like mice?

After complaining to the sky, Li Zicheng began to drag the corpse off the trailer, and then he endured the stench and carried the corpse on his shoulders and carried it to the corpse pile. After nearly half an hour of transportation, the body of Jiuju was finally moved.

"Whew... Damn, I've been tired and tired all day and night, and it's hard to finish moving eighty corpses! ”

Li Zicheng sat on the blood-stained cart and habitually took out his cigarette and complained.

Originally, it was carried by forklifts, but because oil is so precious, it had to be carried by forklifts instead of using manual transportation.

There are a total of eight exits in this corpse pit, and one exit has to carry at least 80 corpses per day, otherwise there will be no food to distribute.

More than 75 percent of the world's 8 billion people have died, and this corpse pit burns 500 corpses a day, and I don't know if it will burn for 100 years.

Li Zicheng was busy carrying the body for more than a day, and he went in and out of the gate almost ten times, and saw that the old man had been sleeping on an easy chair, still holding the cigarette he had given him. If it weren't for the fact that the old man suddenly got up and borrowed a fire from him when he was about to go back in the dark, he would have thought he was dead from sleep.

However, in this era of scarce food, it is good to sleep all day in this way, at least it can reduce the loss of calories in the body, and it is not easy to get hungry.

In this way, Li Zicheng has been working here for almost half a month, and during this half a month, the old man will come to him from time to time with food to exchange cigarettes and smoke, of course, Li Zicheng will throw one to him if he has it, but he doesn't want his food.

But he also learned from the old man that no one had been to his gate for a long time, probably two months. Li Zicheng also asked the old man's name, but he was reluctant to say.

just said to Li Zicheng: "I am the same as the corpses in these corpse pits, I have no name, no one remembers us, only a number printed on my clothes..."