"Me?" Tan Zhao nodded, "I'll go, maybe I'll be frightened."
Hearing this, the young monk did not hesitate. Instead, he showed a smile that could be described as joyful: "Almsgiver Chu is indeed a good person. If it were anyone else, he would definitely say that it is extremely cold outside and would not go out."
"How do you know I didn't say anything in my heart?"
Wu Huan shook his head: "I don't know, little monk."
This little bald man really didn't suffer at all. The wind and snow outside were getting stronger and stronger, and the visibility was extremely low. There was already a thick layer of ice and snow on the ground, which was at least as thick as his calf.
"If you go, I'm afraid you won't be able to bring much warmth."
Extremely severe blizzard weather will block all traffic on the road, freeze and crack water pipes, stop water supply, and power supply may also be cut off in large areas. Water, electricity, food, roads, and communications will be cut off, and most of the entire human system will stop.
As for the animals and plants in the wild, if there is no mutation phenomenon, then it is estimated that there is only one out of ten.
Tan Zhao thought for a moment, took out a piece of paper and wrote down the timeline after the end of the world: "Ten days ago, more than half of the world's human population fell into high fever coma, people fell into panic, social operations came to a halt, hospitals and other public facilities
This area is probably the place with the most zombies.”
Wu Huan took over and said: "Five days ago, the temperature soared rapidly. People who fell into coma woke up one after another. A few became superpowers, and most became zombies. They had no consciousness and only had the instinct to eat and attack. Amitabha
.”
Tan Zhao wrote down the timeline of this morning on the paper: "Today, on the third fifth day, the temperature dropped rapidly, and all the zombies on the road disappeared. Maybe they had been sensed before."
So, an optimistic guess is that this severe cold weather will last for five days?
Tan Zhao felt that he needed to go outside and have a look, at least contact living people and collect more information. So he put away his paper and pen and said, "I have nothing to do, so I will go with you."
Wu Huan clasped his hands together and showed a standard Buddhist smile.
The two of them ransacked half of the fruit and vegetable supermarket last night. Because the temperature dropped, they spent the night in the supermarket. When they opened the door and went out, Tan Zhao felt a little cold even though he used his spiritual power to protect his body.
If this devilish weather lasts for five days, how many people will die?
"Amitabha, donor Chu, let's go."
Wu Huan was slightly shorter than Tan Zhao now, about 178cm tall. As soon as he stepped out, his legs immediately sank into the snow.
Tan Zhao reached out and gave the person a hand: "Are you okay?"
Wu Huan took a step back and stood firm, shaking his head: "Thank you, little monk. Nothing happened."
...To be honest, my legs are freezing.
Tan Zhao suddenly felt a little regretful. If the zombies were still there, maybe he could try pulling a zombie sled. Oh, it's quite a pity.
System: ...as long as you are happy :).
[You said it yourself, zombies have no consciousness, are non-human, and are not within my taboo on killing. In other words, their souls are no longer there.]
System: That's right, yes, you should have discovered it, right? Humans quickly turn into zombies because the zombie virus quickly eats up energy in the human body, so the zombies will look like skinny walking zombies.
[I discovered it, and the energy devoured by the zombie virus will gather in the brain, that pink crystal core, right?]
System: Guess.
There was nothing to guess. Tan Zhao grabbed the young monk who was about to continue walking. He couldn't stand it and handed him a hat: "Put it on, it looks really cold. I saw ski equipment in the supermarket warehouse last night. You
Can you ski?"
Of course it was impossible to ski in this kind of place in reality, but he couldn't stand the unscientific nature of the post-apocalyptic world and the dishonest young monk, so he could only try it out a little bit.
Someone was stuffing a woolen hat, and it was the red one. Wu Huan had a rare look of astonishment on his face, but after hesitating for a moment, he put it on very honestly: "Is it weird?"
Tan Zhao immediately shook his head: "No, it's very conspicuous, pretty good."
The little monk with red lips and white teeth wears a red woolen hat. Well, he looks at least three years younger.
"I don't know how to ski, but you can try it." The little monk said seriously.
The word "try", in Tan's dictionary, means "know".
Half an hour later, the two of them were "galloping" one after another on a vast expanse of white. The former steel forest was covered with ice and snow, and the snow had blocked the entrances and exits of most areas. The thermometer Tan Zhao just brought out casually
, it was scrapped after less than half a minute.
Tan Zhao followed Wu Huan and entered the nearest community.
There was a vast expanse of white everywhere in the community, and it was hard to tell where Dumentang was. Tan Zhao watched the young monk struggling to enter a residential building, and he followed closely.
"Someone."
This is not surprising. The apocalypse has only begun less than half a month ago, and many people have the habit of storing food at home. When they know that there is danger outside, most people will choose to stay at home and wait for rescue.
Tan Zhao checked the meter boxes concentrated on the floors. Sure enough, the power had been cut off because the load on the power grid was too high.
"There's a power outage."
Although there is no wind or snow in the corridor, it is still very cold and the temperature is constantly dropping.
Wu Huan gathered his little red riding hood and started walking up.
There were zombies in the residential building, but they were not moving, as if they had entered "sleep mode". Wu Huan saved the zombies and knocked on the door of the first house.
Unexpectedly, no one opened the door.
Tan Zhao said silently: Send warmth?
Wu Huan continued to walk up, and by the time he reached the top floor, it was already half an hour later.
"What are you sure about?" Tan Zhao heard his own voice.
Wu Huan leaned against the door, with no sadness or joy on his face. He recited a Buddhist verse and then said, "Someone has fallen into a coma."
"High fever?" Tan Zhao's words were completely a test.
No joy but no sense, nodding.
The little monk is indeed not simple.
The two of them climbed through two more buildings. There were many sober people, but no one opened the door for them.
"Where to go next?"
Wu Huan thought for a moment and pointed in the direction of east-south: "There."
When he arrived at the place, Tan Zhao understood why the little monk came here. It was because there was a large supermarket. There was a team in the supermarket warehouse, including ordinary people, people with super powers, and people with fever who were unconscious.
Wu Huan was obviously no stranger to this place, and he actually went up there like that.
System: You can do it too.
[Are you itchy?]
Wu Huan came back unexpectedly quickly. Tan Zhao didn't even say a word to the system before Little Red Riding Hood appeared. Well, it was really conspicuous.
"Not staying?"
Wu Huan shook his head, with some confusion on his face: "They are not in danger. The young monk has told the news. What should be done has been done. Why should the young monk stay?"
"And give me warmth?"
The little monk nodded solemnly: "I asked where there are generators and printers. Can Donor Chu use them?"
Half an hour later, Tan Zhao looked at a stack of "Guidelines for Attention to the Apocalypse" that he wrote himself, sending warmth = posting small advertisements and handing out flyers?!
This is a series I never expected.
Tan Zhao didn't expect that this little monk would have quite a lot of sluts, but then again: "Now zombies don't appear due to sound, so why not find a speaker and play the recording directly?"
A "click" sound was the sound of the pen falling from the little monk's hand.
While looking for a loudspeaker, Tan Zhao also looked for a machine that could play video tapes. He had already read the files brought from the court and didn't have many clues at the moment. He wondered if this video tape could give him some key information.
"Donor Chu will definitely get what he wants."
The little monk still wore the little red hat, and Tan Zhao could feel the other party's seriousness: "What did your Buddha say?"
But Wu Huan shook his head: "You don't need Buddha, even a little monk knows it."
...Is this just to increase his favorability?
Speakers are not difficult to find. You can find them at any small commodity market. They can be used at the loudest volume level in the streets and can be played in the corridor without any blind spots.
"Dear donors, Gui'an..."
In the next four days, the temperature became lower and lower day by day, and the snow became thicker and thicker day by day. At the earliest, there would be people with supernatural powers risking their lives, but now, the only ones on the street were the two of them and that high-decibel loudspeaker.
"Tomorrow will be the fifth day."
In the past four days, they have walked through all the urban areas of C City, and now only the old town where the Chu family is located is left. The houses in the old town are too fragile and have been crushed by the heavy snow. Of course, the people who live here are not
Many, but what Tan Zhao didn't expect was that there were still people on duty at the police station.
What a dedicated spirit this is.
"Wu Huan, please turn off the speaker first..."
Before Tan Zhao could finish speaking, the window on the third floor of the police station was opened a crack.
It's the face of a young policeman. He must be a resolute man.
When Tan Zhao was making a judgment in his mind, when the other person saw his face, he opened the window and shouted: "Chu Sui, don't run away——"
The sound is loud, and even with such loud speaker noise, you can still hear it very clearly.
acquaintance?
Tan Zhao carefully looked through Chu Sui's memory and found that he was indeed an acquaintance.
In this case, of course he would not run away. On the contrary, Tan Zhao made a gesture directly to Wu Huan, tapped his toes, and landed on the edge of the window on the third floor of the police station.
The next moment, he was forcefully pulled inside.
The window was slammed shut, and Tan Zhao looked up and saw that he was next to a small sun, and there was a small generator not far away.
"Police Officer Wang, long time no see."
Just for a moment, Wang Lihua's face was already stiff from the cold. He waited for a while before speaking: "Chu Sui, it is indeed you."
In Chu Sui's memory, Officer Wang was the only person who believed in him and helped him find evidence, but later in the trial, the other party did not show up at all.
"Did you really kill the person?"
The two looked at each other. Tan Zhao was sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a very calm expression on his face: "No."
"Then why do you admit it!"
Tan Zhao organized his words and said: "Actually, I may want to know the answer to this question more than you do."
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