Before going to bed at night, Fu Hongyang prepared a cardboard box for the big fat cat as a nest.

I don't know if the big fat cat used to be domestic, after being tied up by a rope, after a short period of mania, now it is very stable in the cardboard box.

Not noisy, not noisy.

Eat the fruit of the tree for a while, and then lick the hair on your body for a while, and be content.

Doudou has a strong hostility towards the fat cat, but he is as timid as a mouse in the tree, and he does not dare to approach the fat cat at all - in fact, he is afraid to even stand in the tree.

After all, it is a dog, and it is not born with the ability to climb trees.

"Sleep, Doudou, don't look at the fat cat, you're not suitable." Fu Hongyang reached out and touched Doudou's short, hard, short and hard black hair. The wound on his left hand, which had been cut by the iron sheet, had completely healed, leaving only a faint scar, which was disappearing as time passed.

I don't know if it's the effect of green fibers, or if the palm of the hand is not easy to scar.

"Ahh Doudou flicked his tail, lying on the bed board but still staring at the fat cat on the lower branches, the light gradually dimmed, leaving only its two dog eyes with a faint luster.

Occasionally, in the cardboard box, the fat cat will also look up at Doudou, and the same two eyes will glow faintly.

Fu Hongyang's eyes didn't glow, because he had already closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep. Before the disaster, I didn't feel sleepy until after 12 o'clock, but now I can basically fall asleep after dark. People always change with the different environments, who would have thought that a powerless college student could grow into a strong man.

"I still want to be a swordsman, a lone ranger in the haze, hunting zombies alone for thousands of miles!"

……

The slight conjecture of the second middle two was the last vague thought he had before falling asleep.

He did not dream of the black tree seeds or the little saplings, and when he woke up the next day, he sat on the bed and carefully recalled the dream. I found out that all the broken memories were big forests, cat and dog wars, ant legions, zombie frenzy and the like, which was really a dream day and night.

Since the dream had nothing to do with the black tree, he no longer remembered it seriously.

Glancing around, there are no zombie invasions, no strange animals coming, and the haze-free zone is safe. The black tree next door has grown backwards to be smaller than a tree, and in about two days it will become a seed completely. The big black ant under the tree was a little dishonest and occupied the pile of planks next to it.

Originally, the planks were used to build wooden houses, but the plan was to leave, and the planks could not be taken with them, so he was ruined by the big black ants.

Just a variety of little ghost umbrellas to give Doudou as rations.

"Meow!" After the fat cat in the cardboard box saw Fu Hongyang, he barked, probably hungry.

"Wow!"

Not to be outdone, Doudou responded.

"Shut up." Fu Hongyang put Doudou down and added a few more fruit to the fat cat, but the fat cat didn't want to eat it at all, and lazily combed his hair.

"Not hungry?" Fu Hongyang was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly said, "Yes, the fat cat itself is on the tree, and the rope is long enough, so it can pick fruits and eat when it is hungry." "Unlike Doudou, the stupid dog, the cat is as easy as playing on the tree, and picking fruit is not as difficult as a fat cat.

Wash your face and brush your teeth, and signal Doudou to stay in the yard and not run around.

Fu Hongyang did a set of radio gymnastics to warm up, and brandished machetes and steel bars to strengthen muscle memory. Then take a deep breath and put on the thickened mask that I sewed yesterday: "Whew, don't wait, I'll do something big today, pull a zombie from the haze to come over for an experiment!" ”

There is no clear boundary between the haze-free zone and the haze, but there is a transition from thin to thick.

When he walked to this area, he didn't know why, but he was nervous in his heart, and then laughed at himself in his heart: "Damn, it looks like it's not promising!" "I'm going to hunt zombies, and now I'm nervous about even stepping into the haze-free zone, it's too embarrassing.

Twist your neck.

Sweeping away that trace of nervousness, Fu Hongyang went deep along the cracked cement road according to the direction near his hometown in his memory. Out of the corner of his eye, he has been observing the situation around him—if it weren't for the thick smog, he would now be in the middle of spring.

In the muddy field beside the road, the grass is everywhere, growing very vigorously, and there are a little white and yellow flowers against the background.

There is no sunlight, and they are still growing strongly.

The trees on the side of the road also began to grow lush, but they did not grow like crazy trees and black trees, but only maintained the original appearance of the plants.

"Roar!" There was a zombie cry in the distance, slightly ethereal.

Fu Hongyang's vision was blocked, he could only see less than five meters, and there was a blur in the distance. So he paid extra attention to the movements around him, and even breathed very slowly. The faint smell of choking smoke seeped through the gap in the mask, making his throat slightly uncomfortable.

I want to cough.

But he could bear it, so he continued to step into the haze.

"My family is a single family, less than fifty meters to this side, it should be Tao Liangyu's house, should I go to Tao Liangyu's house first to see the situation?"

Tao Liangyu is an acquaintance in the village, and the husband and wife, like Fu Hongyang's parents, went to work in other places just after the Lantern Festival. In the rural areas of this era, most of the young and strong people worked in other places all the year round, leaving behind some lonely elderly people or left-behind children, and even housewives were rare.

"Tao Liangyu doesn't seem to have anyone at home, I remember that the old man in his family lived with the boss in the first half of the year, and only went to live in Tao Liangyu's house in the second half of the year."

This is basically the case in rural areas, where the support for the elderly is shared by the brothers in turn.

Between thoughts, he had slowly touched the door of Tang Liangyu's house, the door was locked, and the Spring Festival couplets had not been torn off: "I am now turning into his house, it shouldn't be considered illegal, right?" It was just a ridiculous thought for a moment, and the next moment he had jumped over the wall.

Came in to loot supplies.

The gatehouse was locked, and he couldn't stand it from being directly pried open with a machete, and when he entered the house, he made sure that no one lived in it, and there would be no zombies in ambush, so he searched for it at will. There was rice noodles in the kitchen, but Fu Hongyang didn't care anymore, but found half a bag of fried peanuts in the cabinet, and he carried it directly on his shoulder.

There are also some melon seeds and small sugars, which are about left over from the Chinese New Year, and these are all put in Fu Hongyang's pocket.

"There's also bacon and sausages, why don't you have some too?" Fu Hongyang looked at the cured meat hanging on the top of the kitchen, and felt saliva secreting, "Why don't you just get some rice, get a few eggs, and go back to make a good meal...... Eat fruit every day, your stomach can stand it, and your mouth can't stand it. ”

So happily picked up bacon, sausages, eggs and a little rice.

In the end, I found a firewood knife in the yard, a long firewood knife, the head of the knife is curved inward, and I tried it to be more comfortable than my own woodcutter: "If you cut the head, you should be able to cut one by one...... Yes, with this chai knife, my family's machete can be retired. ”

It took twenty minutes before and after, and the search was over.

When I came, I came in over the wall, and when I went out, I walked directly through the gate, carrying a bag full of food, and trotted back to the haze-free area. Putting all the food into his kitchen, he walked into the smog again, this time really ready to pull a zombie over to verify the contagion.