After calming down, Zhang Zimin was thinking about his own problems: like ...... Seem......

The theory says that Zhang Zimin's essence has not changed now, but some of the symptoms of congenital persecution delusions seem to be fading, which is really a little different from before, and I don't know what's going on.

But Zhang Zimin is sure that it has something to do with the doomsday virus. I should have been infected with the virus, and everyone, I was infected with the virus.

For example, Wang Xiaoai's mother was not bitten to death, but was artificially killed, but soon after her death, she also became one of them. It's just that the mutation process is much slower than being bitten by zombies.

Based on some movies and games, as well as what is known now, it is speculated that everyone is infected with the virus, and for the time being, they are divided into two groups.

The first is "virus intolerance", which is manifested as: on the day of the catastrophe, he suddenly mutated and began to attack others. For example, Wang Xiaoai said that his father was like this, he suddenly went crazy at home and bit his grandmother and grandfather to death, and his mother hid in the room with Wang Xiaoai until the zombie was attracted away by the long honking of the horn at some point.

Well, that dead fat man saved Wang Xiaoai.

The rest of the group, that is, the living. It belongs to the "viral tolerance system".

The mechanism of the virus and some of the rules of these people's endosomes are temporarily balanced, and then they continue to be normal people. Until it is bitten, it activates the demonic nature of the virus. After death, the autologous function subsides, and after the viral mechanism takes over, it becomes a living corpse?

Perhaps, just promising. Zhang Zimin feels that he belongs to the third type: super tolerant, which not only has balance, but also uses the good side of the virus to make up for his own shortcomings. The manifestation is that the impact of congenital psychiatric disorders is shrinking indefinitely.

Whether there will be a fourth is not known now. Because there are not enough cases for the time being.

Anyway, there are two sides to everything, if the known living people are like this, then you must be careful, Zhang Zimin has reason to believe: zombies that are also affected by the virus are estimated to have special varieties?

Go to bed......

I was awakened again at night, and I heard that it was Wang Xiaoai next door crying and calling her mother.

Go in and see, she's talking in her sleep.

Zhang Zimin touched her little braincase, but it didn't work, she continued......

Early the next morning.

Wang Xiaoai was caught and followed by exercises.

She said she hated gymnastics. But it has to be done.

Zhang Zimin said: "Didn't you say that you can't stay, you want to work with me, you need to keep walking and running, doing exercises will not make you a woman, but after stretching, you can minimize the risk of sprains and contusions, at this time you are most afraid of injury, you know this, right?" ”

Well, one-two-three-four, two-two-three-four, start doing gymnastics.

"Drink water."

After the gymnastics, a cup was handed to her.

"I'm not thirsty." Wang Xiaoai said.

"You must drink even if you are not thirsty."

Coo-to-goo, forcing her to drink a lot.

"Wearing it."

Zhang Ziwen handed her another sleeve, which can be regarded as an auxiliary law enforcer in the community.

Wang Xiaoai said, "I want a badge, not a sleeve ......"

was slapped on the back of the head, and he obediently wore it.

In fact, Zhang Zimin knows that she doesn't want to work, but she is afraid at home alone. Yesterday she was tortured terribly. But when Zhang Zimin was at home, she still dared to play two sets of Resident Evil.

There was no small equipment suitable for her now, so I found a fiberglass shield for her to carry, which was not heavy, and the shield was curved.

Zhang Zimin asked, "If you can't run away, what should you do?" ”

Flutter –

Wang Xiaoai decisively lay down on the carpet, covered her body with an arc-shaped shield, and shrunk her body like a turtle shell.

It's okay, she's qualified......

Now it's just a group of people, and the work is slow.

For three hours in the morning, Zhang Zimin cleaned the corridors of the two units with a drag oil bottle, and knocked on the doors of the two units in batches, some moving, some not. There is no answer to the door.

It can't be said that there is no gain, at least it is confirmed that several families are dead, kill the zombies inside, take away the few supplies and mark them, and seal the unit door with wire.

Zhang Zimin is not tired at all, but Xiao Lori looks very tired. This was not a gain for her, so she said very unhappily: "Damin, is it time to go back to playing games?" ”

Zhang Zimin raised his hand to look at his watch: "Don't make noise, clean up another unit, or do you go back alone first?" ”

"Don't."

She decisively threw away her shield and rushed over to hug Zhang Zimin's waist.

Well, that's the smooth continuation of the work.

Another unit was cleaned up, and when I knocked on the door of the last house on the first floor, there was some movement inside. But the movement is a little different.

After waiting for a long time and not answering the door, Zhang Zimin and Wang Xiaoai did not report their hopes, but when they were about to leave, they suddenly heard the lock ring.

Looking back, it was a middle-aged man who opened the door with a very cautious look, but the outer security door was still closed.

Both sides were silent for a moment, and the middle-aged man asked vigilantly, "You guys...... Do? ”

This person Zhang Zimin also knows each other, lives alone unmarried, usually doesn't talk much, and doesn't like to associate with anyone, but there is a characteristic: if someone else has something, such as holding a heavy object or something, he will help him when he meets it.

Zhang Ziwen lowered his head and looked at the list and said, "You have a package?" ”

"Package, package?" The middle-aged man was directly confused.

The little girl said very angrily: "The people announced that they would take over the postal service in a state of emergency, and they would rebuild order, report their names, phone numbers, and sign for the packages sent by the government, if they refuse to accept them, the ownership will be taken over by the government!" ”

The middle-aged man continued to keep his mouth half-open for a while, and finally, he reported the information he needed and opened the door.

Zhang Zimin touched Wang Xiaoai's little brain: "Go child, send the first mail in your life, and from then on you will be the first temporary worker of the national postal service appointed by me." ”

"Okay."

Wang Xiaoai walked over with the package, walked two steps and looked back at Zhang Zimin, and walked three steps and then looked back.

When the middle-aged man reached out to pick it up, Wang Xiaoai threw the package and ran back to hug Zhang Zimin's waist. She was still a little scared after all.

The middle-aged man couldn't cry or laugh, and Zhang Zimin was also speechless, this dead girl is really ...... Expulsion is not negotiable!

"I, I'm just not ready, do it all over again, okay?" She asked again.

Zhang Zimin had no choice but to say to the middle-aged man: "Wait a minute, let this child pick it up and give it to you." It's important to her, it's important to me, it's important to you. ”

The middle-aged man waited for the little girl to send it again, accepted it, and signed it. A process has been successfully completed.

"Part of your unit has been cleaned by me, and the room I marked is temporarily an asset managed by the government, and it is forbidden to enter without my authorization. The rest of the doors are inaccessible, and some of them are moving, but it's uncertain if they're survivors or zombies. You can't force a breakdown, you live here, you have to be careful. Zhang Zimin said.

The middle-aged man nodded, as a person who is still alive now, of course he will have his own set of understandings. But he didn't like to talk, and continued to look at Zhang Zimin, meaning what else to command?

There was no command, and when he turned around and walked out of the unit door with the little girl, he also politely sent it out.

Zhang Zimin said: "In addition to your own caution, you must also maintain the safe environment of your unit, the door of the unit should be closed to prevent new variables, and if there are any problems, come to me for reaction, such as finding new survivors, such as discovering people from outside, such as discovering new situations beyond the existing balance." ”

He nodded and asked, "Will there be any support?" ”

"I'm the support...... I don't know anything else. Zhang Zimin took Wang Xiaoai and left.

"Wait."

The middle-aged man opened the package on the spot and it was a box of chocolates, he took three and handed them to Wang Xiaoai and said, "Thank you, I can still receive the package now, and it was sent by a nine-year-old girl...... This is the most bizarre and touching thing I have ever felt in my life, how can I say it...... It seems that there is still some hope, and I originally thought that the world was dead. ”

Well, the little girl heartlessly accepted the chocolate and put it in her little pocket.

But when he got home, he was slapped on the back of the head by Zhang Zimin: "Hand over the chocolate." ”

Little Lori thinks he's a robber.

But she handed it over anyway. Zhang Zimin ate one, and she ate one herself. The other one was put away by Zhang Zimin and stored.

"Damin, you ate my salary." Little Lori said.

"So what, if you don't give this bribe to this official, I will fire you."

Zhang Zimin began to use the rest of the time to be busy putting on blankets, so he didn't have time to reason.

Little Lori first went to play a game, then went to ride a bicycle, and so on.

After the lunch break, Lori announced a holiday in the afternoon, but it was vetoed. Temporary worker, when does she have the final say?

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