Chapter Twenty-Five: Finding Fun in Small Things

The job of getting dressed is finally done, and Claude now has to solve the problem of electricity and water. Maybe it's because of the end of the world, or maybe it's because the helicopter attack interrupted the power supply system, and there is no electricity or water here, so it can't survive well.

"Our work today is important, it's about whether we can stay at home, we're going to find that emergency generator, that's it." Claude took out a small whiteboard, wrote today's events with a pen, and said to Anna as if he were in class with a child.

"Alright, let's go. By the way, because you can't keep up with me right now, so you're going to obediently turn into a second form, well, if you don't want to turn into a pistol, learn to walk quickly, you know? Claude said this, and then gave Anna a moment's time.

"Then it's decided, you have to work hard to become human sooner, we, well, let's pull the hook, okay." Claude held out his little finger, then hooked Anna's finger.

Pushing open the door, Claude looked at the neighborhood after the rain, the air was much fresher, although Claude couldn't smell anything, but the tender willow buds and new leaves had already told him that it should be a beautiful spring now.

There is no emergency power supply facility in the general residential area, after all, this is not an important department, nor is it a government facility, this is just an ordinary residential area, power outage? Not to mention that there are very few in normal times, even if it is stopped, it will be stopped, and it will be a big deal for the residents to complain.

Claude was looking for a diesel generator, perhaps that's what it was called, he'd seen it before, remembering a power outage a few years ago, and the property used to use this thing to generate electricity to keep the surveillance computer running.

At that time, this thing had caught Claude's attention, after all, it was rare for a machine of this size to make a very loud roar.

The property, well, Claude observed the neighborhood for a while, and he remembered that in a small building in front of him was the property's office, which should be touched if he was lucky.

This small building is not big, and a big bloody handprint on the property at the door shows that it has also been attacked by zombies, it is worth noting that the door of the property is wide open, and there is obviously no zombie in it.

Claude walked into the small building, the blood stains on the front desk had sprayed onto the wall, and the rows of keys had become messy, and it seemed that it was impossible to find which one corresponded to which room. It's okay, why use the key to open the door, Anna is also very good at this.

Bang, kicked open the door, and several zombies fell to the ground, judging by the wounds, they died from the impact of a heavy object, as if they were hammers. Claude turned over the wounds of these zombies, he didn't like to do these things, he wanted to make sure there was someone nearby.

The strength was great, the attack was very decisive, in addition to the blow of a blunt object, there was also a flat wound, what could cause such a wound, Claude thought for a moment, he thought, it was a hoe, a hoe used to hoe the ground.

Someone had already swept the place, and Claude walked into the backyard of the small building, which was a small warehouse, where some maintenance tools and construction materials would be piled up. Looking at the violently destroyed gate, Claude felt that he might be running away in vain this time.

Sure enough, it was very messy, it seemed that someone had turned it over, and it looked like a lot of things were gone, such pliers, steel pipes, tools, these things fell to the ground in pieces, and it seemed that someone had only taken some of them.

Oh great, the generator is still there, Claude thought it was good news, and stepped forward to look at the big guy, he knew why the man hadn't taken this thing, because it was so heavy.

A big guy one meter square, made of steel, this weight is not something that one or two people can lift at all. Claude looked at the drag marks on the ground, apparently someone had tried to remove this thing before, but unfortunately he didn't have enough strength to give up.

After trying to lift it, Claude also gave up. Although his strength is now at 9 o'clock, which is close to the limit of the human body's strength, it is obvious that there is nothing he can do about this big guy who is a few hundred pounds.

Claude looked at the huge generator, which looked a lot like the engine of a tractor, or the kind of diesel engine that was modified. The huge axle is exposed, some parts of the surface have rusted, and some of the coils are still exposed, which is estimated to have been abandoned for a long time.

Now there are two choices in front of you, whether to try to get this big guy back who may have been broken, or just give up. Obviously, those who came before chose to give up, and Claude chose to persevere.

If one person can't do it, find a way to find other laborers. With such a heavy guy here, you have to think about how people moved it over, right, since they have a way, they have a way to move this thing out.

If you want to live well in the last days, you must learn to use your brain, and a zombie who can't use your brain is not a good brother.

First of all, we have to find a way to find a small cart with wheels, this one has a ready-made thing, and the old Wang's house next door has a four-wheeled cart, if that thing is still there, it should be able to bear such a large weight.

Then there was the need to find something that could lift the big guy up, and Claude felt that there were two ways. One is to ask those zombies for help, well, forget it, it's unlikely. The second is, with a pulley block.

A very simple design can make a labor-saving movable pulley, the question is where to find the right pulley.

Well, the axle of the bicycle can be used instead, Claude roughly thought about what he needed to prepare in his mind, and then ran to the house of Lao Wang next door.

"Ding-dong." Pressing the doorbell, Claude estimated that there was no one inside, of course, this is a habit, after ringing the doorbell, Claude smiled self-deprecatingly, broke the glass on the first floor and climbed in.

Hehe, I've wanted to come over and take a look for a long time, the youngest daughter of the old Wang family is about the same age as Claude, and she is also very beautiful, if the two families are not too familiar, Claude would have wanted to start a long time ago.

"Hey, Uncle Wang, I'm here to visit the door!" Claude shouted twice in the room, then deliberately made some noise, and sure enough, not long after, a zombie in a polo shirt staggered out.

"Ha, good morning Uncle Wang." Claude stretched out his hand to say hello, and the latter saw that it was also a zombie and wandered away as if he had lost interest.

Claude leaned over and reached out to grab the head of the Zombie King, grabbing a furry object from above.

"I'll just say, when I was young, I wondered why you never changed your hairstyle, haha, it turned out to be a wig." Claude found a pleasure and shook his wig in front of the old king, who was still stunned, and soon Claude walked away with a triumphant look.

When he was young, he liked to see people embarrassed, so he often bullied people, of course, he would never admit that he had wanted to do this for a long time.

Finding pleasure in the little things was the first lesson Claude learned in the last days, or he would have gone mad in this chaotic world.

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