Doomsday: Don't Bother Me Salted Fish

Chapter 129 Why don’t I tell you a story?

Shen Huijuan and Jian Yahong also had poor appetites. They both drank porridge and shared an egg pancake.

It was very late. Jianyue was going to keep vigil after dinner, so Shen Huijuan and Jian Yahong had to rest quickly after eating. Zhou Youan and Tan Zhewen were stimulated today, so there was no need for them to keep vigil.

This time, Jian Yue laid the car across the front of the house and climbed up to the front of the car to sit. From this position, she could clearly see the movement in all directions.

Shen Huijuan and Jian Yahong were tired for a day, couldn't stand their sleepiness, and fell asleep.

Zhou Youan lay down for a while, feeling no sleep at all, and ran out to chat with Jian Yue.

The front of the car was not spacious. With Jian Yue on top, he couldn't get in, so he had to climb to the top of the rear compartment and sit down.

"Why don't you sleep? Do you want to chat again? Do you remember what happened last time we chatted?" Jian Yue asked.

Zhou Youan was embarrassed by the question.

He naturally remembered that the last time we had a chat, a lot of zombies came.

But that should be a normal phenomenon and has nothing to do with chatting.

"I have something to ask you." Zhou Youan said.

"What are you talking about? I want to participate too."

A weak voice sounded, it was Tan Zhewen.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he saw a scene of a living person being burned in front of his eyes. Accompanied by shrill screams, he really panicked.

Jian Yue said it didn't matter.

It's because they don't want to sleep. It has nothing to do with her being sleepy tomorrow.

Jianyue acquiesced to Tan Zhewen's joining and asked, "What do you want to ask?"

Zhou Youan asked: "You said you don't like villages with living people, why? Is there anything special about it?"

He had observed it carefully and found that Jian Yue disliked dealing with survivors and was wary of everyone.

She refused to cooperate with them outright at first, but only after gradually getting in touch with them did she allow them to stay.

"I can't sleep anyway, why don't I tell you a story?"

So Jian Yue vividly told the two of them how the survivor village kept zombies in captivity.

The two of them were horrified by what they heard, and felt that it shocked them even more than if they had killed someone today.

Tan Zhewen looked innocent: "Is such a thing really possible?"

Jian Yue asked deliberately: "If you are curious, I will take you to find it?"

Tan Zhewen shook his head repeatedly.

He doesn't want to, he doesn't want to at all.

Wouldn't it be better to live a good life? He doesn't want zombies where he sleeps.

Jian Yue said: "As for the village just now, even if they didn't keep zombies in captivity, they would not be friendly to the survivors, so I will do justice to God."

The longer the apocalypse goes on, the worse side of human nature will expand. If they start bullying women now, they may do even more terrible things later.

She remembered that there was a saying that was popular in the past, saying that hell is empty and the devil is in the world. It could not be more appropriate to describe these people.

"You are killing evildoers, not innocents indiscriminately. Doesn't this make you feel better?" Jian Yue asked.

She didn't expect that one day she would have to guest star in psychological counseling.

Her parents were more accepting of this than she thought, which made Jian Yue breathe a sigh of relief.

Sometimes, reasoning really doesn't work, and you can only fight violence with violence.

Zhou Youan smiled helplessly: "To be honest, no."

He knows they are not good people and has no sense of guilt.

I just couldn't accept myself like this for a while.

"Then you can mediate slowly." Jian Yue said, "You are lucky to have met me. Otherwise, it would be a problem for you two to survive."

In her previous life, she had only met Zhou Youan and never heard of Tan Zhewen. Maybe Tan Zhewen was not famous, or maybe he was dead.

(End of chapter)