Zhang Zifeng nodded, it didn't seem that he needed to worry about these things.

"Also, after a few days when everyone recovers, I would like to organize everyone to harvest some of the wheat fields around them. It's a pity if so much grain rots in the ground. Chu Zhaonan continued.

"Harvesting wheat?" Xu Hong couldn't help asking, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Is it necessary?" ”

Others have this question. There are less than 40 survivors in total, and there is not much to eat, so why do you have to work hard to do farm work after searching this village and then looking elsewhere?

However, Zhang Zifeng coincided with his thoughts, and he was thinking about the ripe crops. Could it be because he was born in the countryside?

"Harvest wheat for emergencies. After all, we have to live for a long time, have food in our hands, and don't panic in our hearts. Chu Zhaonan said, "If you use a harvester, harvesting wheat is not considered heavy physical labor. We had a few more cars, pulled the wheat, and found a flour mill where we could grind the dough. And—"

His expression became a little heavy, and he said: "After this season's grain is ripe, we may not have the opportunity to cultivate the land on a large scale in a short time, the ready-made food will soon be consumed, and the grain should become hard currency, and we will have an advantage in holding this wheat, whether it is for our own use or for exchanging materials with other survivor groups." ”

His last sentence is the point, since there are more than thirty people alive here, there must be human groups elsewhere, and it is worth considering what to deal with at that time.

Zhang Zifeng looked at him in surprise, this surnamed Chu is also a talent, everything is arranged in an orderly manner, he thinks about everything, he can't help but admire himself, why did he choose him in the first place?

"It's not that simple, after the wheat is harvested and threshed, it needs to be dried, otherwise it is too wet and easy to germinate." Xu Hong questioned, apparently she had some understanding of rural life.

"That's not a problem. Now the wheat has long passed the harvest season, and after such a long time of exposure to the sun, it has long been almost dry. Because there was no strong wind and no rain, it was always like this,"

Chu Zhaonan looked at the blue sky and muttered, "It's strange to say, why doesn't it rain for so many days?" I've got to hurry, because if there's a heavy rain one day, all the crops in the field will be ruined. ”

Zhang Zifeng nodded, and the matter was settled. It's a nice feeling of being organized.

Chu Zhaonan's words changed sharply, and then said: "But there is a potential risk here. There are hundreds of zombies in the chicken farm, which is a serious threat to us. If you escape, ordinary people really can't deal with it. I recommend getting rid of them as soon as possible. ”

Those hundreds of zombies have always been everyone's nightmare, and now that there is no Qiao Sen, there is still no way to take them. I can't let Zhang Zifeng kill them one by one, and I'm tired to death.

"I have a solution." Xu Hong said: "I remember that there is a gas station near here, which should be able to get a lot of oil and spill it all into the chicken farm, which should be able to burn those zombies clean." ”

Chu Zhaonan shook his head and said, "That thing is too dangerous, and if you accidentally explode, the gains outweigh the losses." And it's a bit of a waste to really find that much gasoline to destroy zombies. We can use it to refuel the car, after all, this thing is used a little less. ”

Others agree that human survivors are so scarce that things like gasoline will be non-renewable for the foreseeable future.

"Why should we destroy them?" Cui Shu, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke: "At least until now, without Qiao Sen's command, those zombies would not have climbed over the wall. Trapped inside, without food, let them rot slowly. ”

Do zombies rot? It's a novel idea, at least for now, and the zombies are showing signs of becoming shiny and slippery.

Zhang Zifeng thought of the big black man beside Lin Xue again, he was so muscular that he couldn't speak, and his skin was even tighter, without a trace of wrinkles.

Seeing everyone's puzzled eyes, Cui Shu explained: "Energy in the universe is conserved, and zombies are no exception. They don't eat or drink and move around in the chicken farm, their energy is constantly consumed but not replenished, and one day they decay and turn to dust. Even a little effort to eliminate them is a waste of resources. We just need to make sure that the walls of the chicken farm are not broken, and the rest is left to time. ”

Perhaps feeling that he was not rigorous enough, he thought for a while and added: "Of course, it's not that there is no energy replenishment at all, for hundreds of zombies, eating people can't change their lack of energy intake." ”

He was referring to Niu Tiancong being torn alive, and more than a dozen zombies enjoyed the feast.

Chu Zhaonan shook his head, what Cui Shu said seemed to make sense, but hundreds of zombies were locked up not far from the village, which was a real threat, and no one could feel at ease.

Cui Shu thought that he was questioning his words, so he blushed a little in a hurry, and said:

"I have proof! These zombies need to eat too! ”

"Didn't you notice? In fact, when I was first imprisoned in the chicken farm, the zombies were far more active than they are now. And now that the average distance that zombies can move each day has dropped by half, they are losing energy! ”

"And there used to be some weeds under the walls of the chicken farm, but these days, there is no green at all. There are no herbivores in it, it's not yet late autumn, and the plants haven't withered, so where have they gone? Must have been eaten by zombies! This shows that zombies also need metabolism, perhaps slower than humans, but the principle will not change. ”

Do zombies eat grass? Cui Shu's point of view once again subverted everyone's three views.

The zombies in my impression seem to be carnivores, and they only eat human flesh. If they were a creature, and they ate everything—they didn't seem to be much different from humans today.

"You're a science student, right?" Zhang Zifeng suddenly asked an inconsequential word.

"yes, what's wrong?" Cui Shu turned his head and said.

Zhang Zifeng smiled and said, "It's nothing." ”

This insight into the details, rigorous reasoning, and sullen and stubborn personality are definitely typical science and engineering men, and judging by his age, he should also be a college student.

He also remembered that his major, economics, was known as helping the people in the world, and it seemed that it was useless in this last days.

"Why doesn't it feel like it's good news." Xiong Xianming said, looking worried.

"Not good news, of course!" Cui Shu's desire to speak completely exploded, and then said:

"Originally, according to my speculation, if these zombies do not replenish their energy, their body functions will deteriorate day by day, and after a winter at most, even if these zombies do not die, they will lose their mobility, and the threat will be greatly reduced. As long as the surviving humans are delayed until the spring blossoms, they can regain world domination and civilization. ”

"But if the zombies start eating, it's a little more complicated. After starting their metabolism, they will not decay in a short period of time, and even live longer than humans, and our lives will become extremely difficult. ”

Several people fell silent in unison. Originally, according to Chu Zhaonan, a beautiful blueprint was depicted for everyone, but now that Cui Shu said this, the prospect seems to have become very, very dim.

"What if they were able to have children? Giving birth to a little zombie and growing into a big zombie, isn't there endless shortage of children and grandchildren? Chu Zhaonan said.

His original intention was to use this kind of half-day joke to ease the atmosphere, but apparently Cui Shu was serious.

"It's not impossible!" He exclaimed, "There is no sign of the zombies uniting these days, probably because the mutation has not been completed. Have you noticed that these days, the skin of zombies has become darker and darker, and they have been in the process of mutation. Once the mutation is complete, it is likely that they will begin to reproduce and will be more efficient than humans. ”

Everyone began to brainstorm the scene of zombies giving birth to zombies, and felt a chill down their spines.

"You mean, ignoring the zombies in the chicken farm? So what if there is another Chosen One, like Qiao Sen who can manipulate zombies, wouldn't this chicken farm provide him with a source of soldiers? Xu Hong said that everyone had accepted the statement that Zhang Zifeng was the chosen one.

"Another Chosen One," Cui Shu said meaningfully, "Is there any difference between those zombies in this chicken farm?" The zombies in the outside world are almost endless! ”

Speaking of the Chosen One, Chu Zhaonan and Xu Hong both subconsciously looked at Zhang Zifeng. Without this young man, everyone is still waiting to die in the bungalow, and Jossen is almost synonymous with despair.

Even Zhang Zifeng's battle with the Chosen One was extremely dangerous. The two of them fought fiercely for nearly two hours, and Qiao Sen always had the upper hand, but it was only because the last zombie suddenly rebelled against Zhang Zifeng that the tide of the battle was reversed all of a sudden, and I don't know if he did it on purpose or by accident.

Perhaps seeing that everyone was a little frustrated, Cui Shu continued: "Actually, you don't have to worry too much. After all, the Chosen One like Qiao Sen is in the minority, and the probability of being able to wander to this village is still very low. And—"

Cui Shu said. This taciturn young man, once he opens the conversation, he can't hold it back.

"In fact, ordinary people may not be able to deal with Qiao Sen. Everyone was caught by Qiao Sen into the bungalow one by one, and then at the mercy of Qiao Sen, so that everyone had an illusion that neither the Chosen One nor the zombies could defeat, the simplest truth, no matter how strong Qiao Sen was, he couldn't resist bullets. ”

Zhang Zifeng remembered that Qiao Sen's head was smashed by an iron rod from his own, which didn't seem to be much harder than ordinary people, and a bullet hitting it should have the same effect.

"If we can find some guns, or something else that can fire from a distance, we won't be so passive in the face of the Chosen One. The police station, the escorts, all have guns, and if you can find where the troops are stationed, it will be easier. ”

"For everyone, the most difficult thing to deal with is actually ordinary zombies." Cui Shu continued: "They have no pain, no fear, they are strong, and as long as they don't hit the vital point, they won't stop attacking. The only way to kill is here,"

He touched the back of his head and said, "Whether you use an iron rod or a firearm, it is not easy to hit a zombie in the back of the head. ”

Cui Shu said as he looked at Zhang Zifeng, who was the person with the most say in dealing with zombies. In fact, what Cui Shu said above was summarized by observing the process of this man fighting with zombies.

Zhang Zifeng nodded, and couldn't help but be impressed by Cui Shu, who could be elected by everyone to be Chu Zhaonan's deputy, and sure enough, there were two brushes.