Sitting on the branches of the tree for a long time, I watched the zombies under the trees, and the larger zombies were estimated to be two meters tall, which was extremely strange.

Because Fu Hongyang's hometown is a village, there is not even one meter nine, let alone two meters tall, and he is as strong as a muscular man.

"This zombie may be mutated...... "For the time being, he can only conclude that compared to the zombies resuscitated by the elderly, they can walk as fast as they fly, and it is not impossible to have one more zombie that mutates into a strong man, "Fortunately, it can't climb trees, so it won't climb over walls either." ”

But when I think about it, what if I can climb trees and climb walls?

The walls of his house are about to fall, and everything he can eat is gone, but it is only a matter of dying sooner or later.

This trip home is to deal with the problem of the demolition money of the old house, and I don't plan to live here permanently, and my hometown doesn't even prepare much rice. His parents went out to work after the Spring Festival, while he continued to go to college, only to rush back after the government demolition and bring some snacks.

I thought I would stay at home for two or three days at most, but who knew that the smog disaster would strike...... The food is still rice and noodles brought from the house of a distant relative uncle after his death.

Thinking of the situation he was facing, Fu Hongyang was completely disinterested in observing zombies.

"I wish I was starved to death instead of being eaten, so that at least I could become a zombie, in another sense...... Alive? ”

Shaking his head, he prepared to climb down the tree.

When I looked up at random, I found that the flower spikes had been pulled out of the branches at some point. He has seen the black tree bloom, and his own black tree has grown for several years and has borne fruit twice. What comes out is a small, three-petaled seed called a black tree.

I heard that it is a traditional Chinese medicine, but I have never picked it at home.

At this moment, he suddenly saw the black tree blooming, which made him a little in a trance, and what was even more surprising was that these black tree flowers actually bloomed and withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then gave birth to small fruits one by one.

He watched the fruit grow from the tree until the haze choked him through the mask and he couldn't stand it anymore, so he jumped off the branch and returned to the house.

Doudou was motionless, his abdomen rising and falling slightly.

"If Doudou dies, will he become a zombie dog?" This is a question worth pondering, because Fu Hongyang also plans to turn himself into a zombie, so he doesn't want to be eaten to the bones and scum - unlike the people in the movie who are afraid of turning into zombies, he thinks that turning into zombies is still ......

There's a little bit of a cool feeling.

And in a sense, this can also be regarded as a desire to survive: "Maybe when the disaster is gone, my parents will be able to find it, and I will still see me as a zombie." Or maybe after the disaster, scientists have developed an antidote, and the zombies can be restored to normal people, and I can still be saved? ”

Sleepiness hits.

He put Doudou in the next room, left it to fend for itself, hid in another room by himself, and did not take off his clothes, so he lay down in the bed and slept.

There is no food at home, the door is not daring, what can you do if you don't sleep.

When you wake up, maybe the world will return to its original state, and everything will be just a dream.

……

Call.

Call.

Call.

It's like being pressed by a big rock in the chest, struggling to get up, but can't struggle. It became more and more difficult to breathe, and it was not until he was about to suffocate that Fu Hongyang suddenly woke up from his sleep and sat on the bed panting heavily.

The skull is groggy.

The stomach no longer feels hungry, and the pain in the respiratory tract is burning hot, and it feels worse and worse every day.

His limbs were weak, and he sat on the bed for a full quarter of an hour before he lifted the quilt and got out of bed with difficulty. The room was also foggy, and it was all smog pouring in through the cracks, and gluing adhesive tape didn't work.

I just walked to the door of the room, ready to open the door.

Suddenly remembering something, I leaned on the door and listened carefully, but there was no movement in the other room. I tapped on the door, but there was still no movement. Only then did he push open the door, and in his eyes, the black dog Doudou was still lying on the ground, with white foam on the sides of his mouth, and his abdomen was slightly undulating.

Didn't die.

seemed to feel Fu Hongyang's movement, Doudou wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids moved and finally didn't open them.

Sighing, Fu Hongyang didn't bother with Doudou, put on a mask, and went out again. It was dark outside, and I didn't know if it was morning or afternoon, and I didn't know how many hours I slept. The fog in the courtyard seemed to have cleared a lot, much lighter than it had seemed before, and the discovery lifted his spirits.

It was only a shock, and there was still a beastly roar outside.

The zombies did not leave, and the canopy of the tree outside the wall could be seen shaking in the fog.

"Zombie Shake Tree?" He mustered up what little strength he had left, and climbed up the thicker black tree again, to the first branch.

Looking up, sure enough.

The two-meter-tall zombie was carrying a group of ordinary zombies, hugging the trunk of the tree, as if to shake the fruit on the tree.

"Fruit?"

Fu Hongyang felt a spiritual light pass through his drowsy head, and then he turned his head and looked at the branches of the black tree tree. There are no flower spikes on it, but instead there are green fruits with three petals, which are obviously the seeds of the black tree.

But the difference is that the seeds he saw last year were very small, about the size of a mung bean kernel.

Now the black tree seed in front of him is as big as a fist. Usually there are three petals in a black tree seed, but even so, the black tree seed in front of you is still too big to be.

However, considering that the black tree suddenly rose dozens of meters high and produced such a big fruit, it is probably an acceptable thing.

"Can you eat black tree seeds?" There was only one thought left in his mind now, and he vaguely remembered that the old man in the village had said that the black tree seeds were poisonous.

Eating it will cause nausea and vomiting.

But as soon as he saw the zombies outside the wall shaking the trunk like crazy for the fruit of the tree, he thought that the fruit of these mutated trees might be a good thing—of course, it might be a good thing for zombies and a poison for humans.

He didn't wait for him to figure out whether the black tree seeds were poisonous or not.

Suddenly.

A touch of aroma wafted down from the top of the head.

Instantly attracted all of Fu Hongyang's attention, raised his head and looked into the depths of the canopy, and couldn't help but want to search for what it was. At this moment, the zombies who were still snatching the tree seemed to be attracted by the aroma, and there were a few ordinary zombies walking towards the wall.

Then he hit the wall, shook his head and turned back, took two steps and was attracted by the aroma, and then hit the wall again.

"Don't hit it, hit the wall again and you'll fall!" originally thought that he was looking down on life and death, but at the critical moment, he still had a strong desire to survive, "It must be that there are also things they want on the black tree...... I simply went up to the tree to find the fruit and either ate it or throw it away! ”

He burst out with a force that drove himself deeper into the canopy.

Following the faint aroma, it didn't take long to climb to the depths of the canopy nearly 20 meters high, and when I looked down, even the old houses were hidden in the haze.

Then.

On a branch close to the main trunk, two special black tree seeds larger than a fist come into view.

The aroma emanated from these two black tree seeds, which was a special aroma that belonged to food, which quickly caused Fu Hongyang's stomach to growl.

Lust triumphs over reason in an instant.

It doesn't matter if it's poisonous or not, pick a black tree seed, break open the shell and eat it.

Quack, quack, quack.

The seeds inside are not fully ripe, and when you bite into it, you will get grass-like juice, which is bitter and astringent, and the taste is far worse than the aroma it emits. But this did not prevent Fu Hongyang from dividing five by two and eating all the three sticky black tree seeds into his stomach.

"Huh!"

After eating, I burped and had a bitter taste.