Fragrant bacon and sausages, fragrant steamed eggs, and fragrant rice, looking at the meal that I made on the table.

Fu Hongyang actually had the urge to cry: "If it weren't for the trouble, I could get some cabbage from someone else's vegetable garden outside." ”

In any case, eating the familiar taste of home-cooked food, his meal was enough to move himself. Doudou also got a large sausage soaked in water - dogs can't eat anything too salty, after the sausage is soaked, most of the salt melts away, so it doesn't hurt the stomach.

Faced with the temptation of sausages, Doudou couldn't wait to bite all the dog basins, and he didn't raise his head when he ate them, just as wild as he had bitten zombies before.

Like a fat cat, he gets a sausage soaked in water and a bowl of rice.

This is a reward for risking itself to test the contagiousness of zombies.

Noon ended in such a warm and quiet atmosphere, and in the afternoon, Fu Hongyang continued to practice knife drawing while observing the changes of the fat cat. The fat cat's wound was not very deep, but only scratched a layer of skin, so it had scabbed over in the afternoon, and there was no suppuration and infection.

Fat cats also have no changes in mental temperament, and they can basically judge the bite of zombies, and they can't infect the "virus" to fat cats.

"After all, there is a big difference between cats and humans, and it is said that the genetic gap between pigs and humans is relatively small?" He couldn't remember where he had seen the report.

It is said that the genetic gap between mammals and humans is very small, and the gap between pigs and humans is second only to chimpanzees and the like. The cytochrome C in pig cells is not very different from the cytochrome C in human cells, so pig organs can be transplanted to humans in the future.

He has also seen similar scientific reports that pigs have IQs that are intelligent among animals, even smarter than dogs.

"I don't know if I'm looking at civil science or popular science, in short, if I can find a pig to do an experiment, it is obviously more convincing than a cat to do an experiment." Fu Hongyang pondered for a while, remembering that there were several families in the village that had pigs in them, and he didn't know if these pigs survived.

"Cats can survive, and pigs may be able to ...... Of course, the possibility of starvation should be high, but always try and find out. ”

Immediately, he made a plan to go to the village tomorrow to look for the big fat pig.

The fat cat seemed to be impatient to be stared at by him, and had already hidden behind the leaves on the branches, so Fu Hongyang also got off the black tree and went to the ground to observe the big black ants.

The mutant queen is still like that, lazily moving, and has other worker ants to feed it and drink.

There are about twelve god-level masters, and the population size is still maintained at more than three thousand, it seems that the planting cycle of the little ghost umbrella is not enough to meet too many big black ants - there must be hundreds of small ghost umbrellas that a god-level master worker needs to consume every day.

The pressure of bearing the god-level work is greater than imagined, and coupled with the mutant queen who keeps eating and drinking, it is really not easy to feed such a group of big black ants.

But that's life, isn't it.

Fu Hongyang stood up and continued to practice the knife drawing technique, feeling that after two days of training, his knife drawing technique had progressed rapidly. It can already be done quickly drawing a knife, slashing vigorously, and waving continuously at imaginary zombies, and a set of bursts can be taken away: "It's a little small." ”

Just the knife drawing technique can't consume all his energy, and the mutation makes him more and more energetic, and he has endless strength every day.

"Parkour, hunting zombies in the haze in the future, chasing and escaping will definitely be indispensable."

Courtyard walls, tiled houses, ruins, and big trees have become his parkour targets, and how to quickly climb over the wall, how to jump accurately, how to run with strength, and how to use strength to move can all be figured out little by little in parkour. He even put on his backpack and put on all his weapons and equipment.

Then start parkouring, trying to get close to the actual situation and train.

I was tired and sweaty, and I boiled a kettle of hot water to take a bath, and it was getting dark. The most inconvenient thing about living in the smog is that it gets dark too early, there are no electric lights or oil lamps, and you can't do anything at night. There was a thick haze blockade, and even the moonlight and starlight could not be seen.

"It seems that it hasn't rained for more than ten days, I don't know if a rain will dilute the haze?" He thought about his treehouse, which still hasn't got a roof to protect him from the rain, and he was a little worried that if it rained, it would be drenched, "but the tiled house can stay overnight, and there are beds and quilts in it." ”

"Anyway, let's see if it rains."

……

The rain did not heed his call.

The dream did not recur either.

On the contrary, the next morning, the tree began to emit a faint fragrance again.

Obviously, the fruit of the new tree is ripe, which makes Fu Hongyang feel very troublesome. He has been parasitized by the black tree seeds, and it makes no sense to eat the fragrant fruit of the tree, but it will attract the gathering of zombies: "Hurry up and find the fruit, give it to the fat cat, and let it mutate too." ”

After a night, the fat cat was safe and sound, completely ruling out the possibility of zombie infection.

Fu Hongyang tied the fat cat back to the tree, and the black tree next door had grown to less than one-third of the height of the tree, and would turn into a seed at any time.

"Meow!" The fat cat hides in a cardboard box, longing for freedom.

"When I find out the fruit and give it to you to eat, and then wait for the zombies to disperse, I will set you free." He began to work in the canopy, which grew all the time, albeit more and more slowly.

It's too time-consuming to check all the fruits.

Fortunately, Fu Hongyang's nose is becoming more and more sensitive, and he follows the fragrance to find a quasi.

By noon, when more than twenty zombies had gathered under the tree, he had successfully found six scented tree fruits. He and Doudou each had two to satisfy their hunger, and the remaining two were given to the fat cat. I was going to give it to fat cats, but fat cats have a limited amount of food.

The fruit continues to give off a fragrance and must be disposed of as soon as possible.

"Meow!"

The fat cat quickly solved the two fragrant tree fruits, and on the other side, Fu Hongyang and Doudou also finished eating, and without the source of the fragrance, the zombies walked towards the haze in a daze.

Wait half an hour.

The screams of the zombies became farther and farther away, and Fu Hongyang decided that it was safe, and he first untied the rope around the fat cat's neck: "Okay, fat cat, you are free." ”

The fat cat was free, and went straight down the tree, without heading back to the haze, and disappeared very decisively.

Seeing this situation, Fu Hongyang rubbed Doudou's head angrily: "Sure enough, cats are unfamiliar." Doudou didn't know why, so he lay down on the bed board affectionately and let Fu Hongyang rub his head. Fu Hongyang was sullen, but he quickly cheered up.

Wrap your neck around Doudou and send it to the bottom of the tree to roam freely.

He silently put on a thickened mask, pulled out a piece of rope and wrapped it around his waist, then picked up a firewood knife, and paused in front of the tumbling haze.

Immediately stepped into it without looking back, and under the gaze of the black dog Doudou, it was engulfed in the haze little by little.

This trip.

It's to find a big fat pig.

"Roar!" The toothless zombie tethered to the tree in the haze was still lying on the ground, not recovering, and the roar began to become weak.

It smelled Fu Hongyang's living smell, but it couldn't run wildly anymore.