It was a peaceful rainy night, and the ticking sound of the rain echoed in Kyungwon's ears.

He stuck the file spear in the gap between the bench and used it as a clothes pole, on which hung his soaked clothes, trousers, and travel bag, and the laces of his waterlogged military shoes tied a bow to the galvanized water pipe, and the tips of the shoes were dripping with water.

The reddish firelight lit up the living room, warming the air in the room, and the wood was burning, crackling, and exploding, and he sat on a soft doll pier, holding a pair of fire tongs, and erected the firewood so that they could fully contact the oxygen and burn more vigorously.

Tonight's dinner is still canned, after all, the kitchen utensils are not complete enough to boil water for cooking.

He plans to remodel one of the walls in the living room and build a stove out of stone bricks, which can also be used as a fireplace in the cold winter.

It's just a rough earthy stove in such a European-style villa, and it always feels a little out of place.

But there was no way, there was no natural gas, and he didn't dare to use the gas tank, so he could only burn wood.

If you find a generator, you can get an induction cooker to use it, and it will be much more convenient to boil water and cook rice.

But that's all for later, after dinner, he thought about cleaning the room, although he has no cleanliness habits, but he also doesn't like to live in a dusty room, not to mention that the floor can be used as a mirror, at least to step on it barefoot, and the soles of the feet will not be blackened.

He found idle mops and brooms in the toilet, as well as feather dusters, brushes and laundry detergent, which seemed to be left by the property, after all, like this kind of villa, before selling, most of the property will come to clean it regularly and keep the room tidy at all times.

Yesterday he moved the water tank and bucket indoors, and it was getting dark, it was raining, and there was nothing else to do, so he took a basin of water and began mopping the floor.

Since the windows and doors are closed all year round, there is not much dust on the floor, pour the water mixed with washing powder, and drag it a few more times, and the tiles polished by Dageo will be shiny.

The difficult thing to do is the mold and moss that grow in the cracks and corners of the wall, after all, it is the first floor, and Zhoushan City is a coastal city, and the humidity is very heavy, and the microorganisms and plants that like moisture, cold and shade can easily overflow.

He is a southerner, and when he lived in the countryside, he didn't deal with these hairy things, but since graduating from elementary school, moving to the community, and living in an elevator apartment, he has never seen mold grow in the house.

At this time, he saw a thick layer of stains growing in the corners of several walls, and his heart was extremely unhappy, who doesn't like a clean and neat room?

But the mop is useless against stubborn mold and moss, and you have to use a stiff brush.

So he squatted down patiently, and spent more than two hours brushing every corner and crack of the wall, filling half a pot with the mold and moss scraped off.

As for the ceiling, there was no mold, and he put on the stool and dusted it with a feather duster, and it was much cleaner.

After cleaning the floor with clean water one last time, he lifted the meat on the back of Xiaobai's neck and put it in his travel bag, so that the little guy would not step on it around before the water dried up, and get mud marks all over the ground.

After mopping the floor, it was to wipe the glass, and the cleaning took more than three hours and consumed a whole tank of water.

Kyungwon stood barefoot in the living room, his hands on his hips, looking at the cleaned room, and nodded with satisfaction.

The floor was almost dry, so he let Xiaobai out, boiled a small basin of warm water, and washed his feet and wiped his hair.

It seemed to be suffocated, and as soon as the soles of its feet touched the ground, it ran around happily.

There was such a little guy walking around the house, which added a lot of life.

Kyungwon stretched, looked back at the books and notebooks baked by the brazier, the water on the paper was almost dry, he sat down on the floor, put all the books in front of him, took the pen and paper, wrote down the titles, and made a simple table of contents.

Glancing at the mechanical watch on his wrist, it was already 10:23 p.m., he thought about it, he didn't plan to read a book, it was almost time to rest, and his current eyesight, reading with the light of the fire, to be honest, was very difficult.

It's still good to read during the day when the sun comes out, or wait for him to turn on the electricity and use the electric light.

He believed that he would be able to use electricity, and the city was so big that he would be able to find a generator sooner or later.

Let's go to rest at 11 o'clock, there is still more than half an hour left, he touched his chin with the tip of his pen, and decided to write out the "Illustrated Guide to Infectious Bodies" while he still remembered.

The first is the first type of zombie that can be seen everywhere.

Summarize in the order of [Name], [Number], [General Description], [Ability], [Weakness], and [Threat].

After writing it, it looks like this:

[Name: Zombie.]

ID: 001

Rough description: The most common mold infections, their body surface often appears different degrees of decay, teeth are black and sharp, nails are blue-black, long and sharp, no self-awareness, will only act according to instinct, refers to the smell of living things (the smell of blood, or a certain odor factor on the body of living things) or loud sound attraction, mold gives them extremely tenacious vitality, even if only half of the body is left, and the skin is rotten to the extreme, they can still have a life response.

Abilities: Doesn't have any special abilities other than attacks that spread mold.

Weaknesses: Head, slow speed. It seems that mold mainly lives in their skulls, and as long as they destroy their brains, they can stop their activities, and if they can't attack their heads, they can choose to flee without being surrounded due to their slow movement.

Threat: Low. A group of zombies with no more than five is no threat to me, but once there are ten or more zombies gathered around, be careful, a big noise will make the zombie group chaotic, if there are more than twenty, it is best to choose to bypass. 】

Jing Yuan felt that something was missing, and added another "subjective conjecture".

He took the pen and wrote in the last line:

"Although the zombies I have seen so far move very slowly, the zombies I have seen are zombies that have been rotting for several years, and I think that in the early stage, the speed of zombies may not be inferior to normal people, and it may even be unexpectedly fast due to the loss of pain and other limitations.

At the same time, I think that these rotting zombies are the failure of mold infection, because they cannot carry the power of mold, so there will be corruption, which shows that most human beings are unable to withstand mold erosion, and I don't know if mold has other ways of infection in addition to direct contact infection.

I think that ordinary humans cannot survive in a moldy environment, and only a very small number of people have mold antibodies.

I have some evidence, from some of the traces I have observed, that the army has bombed the city center, and may even have used chemical weapons, and the army has a very sufficient combat power to destroy zombies and mutated creatures, but they still chose to evacuate, which means that the surrounding environment has been polluted, even if the army destroys all the infected objects, the city can no longer be inhabited.

As can be seen from the situation in the southern suburbs, there were survivors in the early days of the disaster, who had a good natural environment and did not have to worry about food, but they were still completely wiped out, most likely because the mold had a way of transmission other than direct dissolution.

Although I haven't seen a single living person to this day, I'm still optimistic that human civilization still exists in this world, my compatriots, they are still there, I believe that I am not alone, maybe they live in a cold region like Iceland, maybe they are still trying to find a way to get rid of mold, I believe that humanity is not a race that will be destroyed so easily. ”

The tip of the pen left the page, and Kyungwon finished writing the illustrated book and self-impressions of [Infected Body Number 001: Zombie] in two pages, he felt a little tired, and the fire in the brazier was about to be extinguished, leaving only a faint fire.

The rain did not stop, he put down the pen and paper, and played a game of frisbee with Xiaobai for a while.

After the fire went out, he slept on the mattress in the bedroom on the second floor, and when it was time to clean, he wiped the mattress clean, even without sheets and bedding, the soft mattress was much more comfortable than the narrow sofa of the 707.

He glanced at the raindrops that slipped down the window, closed his eyes and prayed silently, praying for the humans of this world, praying that they still existed, that they still lived in some corner of the world.

After all, it would be too sad if he was the only one left in this world, and he alone remembered the brilliance of human civilization.