Raising The Zombie King

Day 1

I forgot many things.

The place where I woke up was the school’s laboratory, and the ice cubes that were not completely melted around me. I don’t remember anything, and I don’t know why I was here. The strangest thing is that no one is there, it seems that I am the only one left.

Day 2

I walked far away, no trace of where no one has lived for a long time, and many plants on the roadside have produced wonderful mutations.

I did not eat, drink, or stop to rest during the day and night, but I did not feel any discomfort. I am new to my own body and cannot even control it flexibly.

...

Day 54

On my way to see the soft-leaved Chinese fir variant A2, I met a team of three men and two women.

Before that, I thought humanity was extinct.

They seemed to have just gone through a battle. The younger girl in the team had a beam of light on her hands. She took turns to deal with the injuries for others, and the wounds that the light hit would soon heal.

I wanted to communicate with them, but when I stepped out, their expressions twisted instantly.

Someone shouted crashingly and fired flames at me, while another man who could manipulate the wind tried to escape with his companion.

That kind of flame can't hurt me, but I didn't catch up.

They seemed afraid of me... or my appearance.

...

Day 67

I found a human gathering place.

After I covered up the obvious physical characteristics, I was able to communicate with them smoothly; but when I exposed my appearance, they immediately made an alert fighting stance.

I was right, they did feel terrified and hostile to my appearance.

I didn't want to fight them, so I left there.

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Day 325

A group of people came from the town, among them a young boy with handcuffs, almost everyone was abusing him.

I don't like this kind of thing.

When they rested, I let the boy go. He followed me and said he wanted to live with me, but he saw the crystal on my forehead and showed a frightened expression again.

I think he just needed a place to live a stable life and sent him to a nearby human gathering place.

...

Day 328

I probably understand why others are afraid of me.

The boy came back. He said he was infected with the virus and he didn’t want to become an irrational monster. He asked me to help him.

But I don't know how to help him, he turned into a creature similar to my appearance in front of me.

After that, he seems to have lost his reason, or the "wisdom" of being human, leaving only the instinct of foraging. Even if I link his spirit, I can only "listen" to want to be full. sound.

Is this the same before I have consciousness?

Day 329

I tried to feed him.

He is not interested in any food that I can eat, and even spit it out when it is hard, only attracted by the crystals in the mutant organism. But the crystal can only enhance his ability, but he cannot feed him.

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Day 350

He wanders around the town all day, and I can feel that his ability is getting stronger and stronger, but he is always hungry.

I tried to explore the origin of the difference between us, but no progress.

Perhaps one day, he will die like this.

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Day 751

Evergreen tree E13 began to bear buds.

There was a team of people in town. Think about it. I haven't seen anyone else for more than a year.

The girls in their ranks seem to have been left behind. It's strange, I can feel the breath around her, unlike everyone I've ever seen, I will be attracted involuntarily.

Maybe it would be better if I stay away from her...but I want to stay with her.

I like her breath.

Moreover, she cooks delicious.

...

Day 756

She invited me to live together.

I like it here, the yard at the door can grow many things.

What I like most is staying with her.

...

The writing on the notebook was stiff and messy at first, like a child who had just learned to write, but it quickly became smooth and became Xiao Xiao's words that Linyou first saw.

There is no doubt that this is Xiao Xiao's diary.

In 756 days, the thick book was almost at the end. During this period, not only was Xiao Xiao's knowledge and mood, but there were also frequent sketches of various things and observation records of mutant plants.

It's not so much a diary as Xiao Xiao's memory carrier in the past two years since he woke up.

Just showed it to me...

Linyou was sighing in the dark for a long time towards the ceiling.

Can't sleep.

Not all because of Xiao Xiao's diary, more people who are not used to them. Lin You turned his face, Xiao Xiao was lying asleep next to her, her hair scattered on her cheeks, her beautiful face was in her direction, and she gently breathed across her shoulders.

Probably because of zombies, Xiao Xiao's body temperature and breathing are also cool.

Lin You knew intellectually that this was a trusted companion. If she did not intend to believe Xiao Xiao, she would not bring her back. But if there is a strange breath around you, the subconscious body will increase vigilance and it is difficult to fall asleep.

Xiao Xiao slept soundly. Lin Yu looked at her calm sleeping face and could only regard this undefended as her confidence in strength.

Linyou tucked the quilt for her and got up lightly.

She could not sleep, but lay more and more awake, and walked out to the verandah to sit down.

The night was quiet, and even the mutant plant brought back by Xiao Xiao closed its petals, curled up with thick leaves, and seemed to be resting. The weeds in the courtyard haven't been pulled up yet, and with the mottled courtyard walls and the scattered rubble, it looks like a dilapidated dilapidated.

Linyou looked at the desolate scenery in front of her, but slowly felt calm.

She looked up, the dark blue night sky was filled with stars. Before the end of the world, such a scene was usually invisible, and instead of the starry sky, the mottled neon in the city.

Lin You remembered that she and her classmates sighed about the air pollution and missed seeing the stars when she looked up as a child. At that time, she could not imagine that after a few years, she would recollect the night view of the city.

Lin Yu subconsciously reached out the harmonica in his pocket. As soon as she took it out, she remembered Xiao Xiao who was asleep in the room, so there was no sound, but she was holding the lettering on it.

But her worries seemed superfluous.

The door was pushed open again, Linyou turned around, and Xiao Xiao walked out of the house, with a dim sleep on his face.

She walked into the night, and the soft moonlight poured on her, her long hair was coated with silver, and her pale blue skin with pointed ears looked like something born out of a fantasy story. Fairies or elves.

Linyou smiled apologetically: "Did you wake you up?"

Xiao Xiao didn't seem to be fully awake yet, slowly shook his head and sat next to her.

What are you doing outside?

Her doubts appeared on her face and she could see through them at a glance.

"I can't sleep, so I can see the stars when I go out." In order to prevent her focus on why she couldn't sleep, Linyou paused for a while and talked about her barren astrological knowledge. "Do you know the great arc of spring? It is from Ursa Major Here, in the Big Dipper..."

Linyou stuck.

When she wanted to show Xiao Xiao, she discovered that she couldn't even find the Big Dipper...

Xiao Xiao sighed silently, sitting closer, drawing a curve with Lin Yu's outstretched hand.

It is the Big Dipper. The shape was so special that Linyou immediately recognized it, and then the hand followed her previous curve and took her slowly to draw a gentle arc on the sky.

This should be the location of the great spring arc... although Linyou didn't find those stars at all.

Linyou coughed dryly and said sincerely: "You know a lot."

Xiao Xiao ignored her and looked at the harmonica held in her other hand.

"Are you interested in this?" Lin You noticed her concerns and hesitated, handing her the harmonica.

A small harmonica, some small flowers are scribbled on the wooden shell, and there is a smiling father-in-law, like a child's childish strokes, and the words are engraved in the lower right corner-

"Send, give, pomelo, son, sister, sister."

Xiao Xiao read it slowly, her voice was clear, and her utterances were also very clear, although it took a lot of effort to listen to each word.

Facing Linyou's surprised look, she blinked innocently, not knowing why she showed a happy expression, and repeated the nickname: "Yuzu." This time it was smoother.

Lin You was deeply fooled: "You can talk..."

Ordinary zombies only make a hoarse sound from the throat. She thought Xiao Xiao was the same. She didn't speak because she lost her language function. Otherwise, why would she use writing to communicate?

…So why should she communicate in writing?

Xiao Xiao didn't care about her complicated expression, holding the harmonica and asked, "Like?"

"...I don't like it, it's just a habit."

Suddenly asked about this, Lin You paused, perhaps because of the influence of Xiao Xiao showing her diary without hesitation, or it may be that people tend to be sentimental at night, and suddenly a long-lost desire to confide.

"I used to have an older sister," Lin You organized the language and said slowly, "She is very powerful. After the end of the world, she established the largest base in the north. My abilities are not aggressive and are not suitable for battlefield, so Most of the time I help in the logistics department."

The initial chaos of that period has subsided, and those who survived, whether active or forced, have adapted to the end-life. Abilities gather to encircle zombies and hunt mutants, while those with weaker combat capabilities stay behind to support them.

Taking into account the longer-term problems, the base will give families with children more benefits, there are many people for this birth. When life gradually calmed down, there were also a group of growing children who needed to be taught.

A large part of Linyou's job is to be their preschool teacher and spend the longest time with them.

"This harmonica is their birthday present to me."

Xiao Xiao listened quietly, her ice-blue eyes reflected the appearance of the people in front of her, including what appeared when she recalled the old things, like a shallow smile that would melt into the moonlight.

Lin You said, "My sister told me when she transferred the harmonica to me. She said,'In such a world, it's not enough to think too much and stretch too tight, but I don't want to think about anything. No, people always have something to support themselves in order to survive'... I actually don't understand her very well."

"But maybe because of this, when I take it with me, I can always feel that the feelings pinned on it support me..."

Linyou was silent for a while and smiled again: "Sorry, I said something inexplicable."

Xiao Xiao shook his head and returned her harmonica: "Important, yes, something."

"Yeah, but it doesn't matter, you won't break it."

Lin You guessed what she meant, but this time, she probably misunderstood Xiao Xiao.

"Good, learn." Xiao Xiao looked at her with a hate of iron and steel, "Awful."

Linyou: "..."

Linyou took a deep breath and stood up: "Go back to bed, most of the night."

Xiao Xiao raised her head following her movements, her eyes reflected in her figure and the starlight of the sky.

"Your eyes are so beautiful..." Despite being criticized for his poor playing skills, Linyou still obeyed her heart and said the sigh that flashed many times in her heart.

Xiao Xiaowei blinked and suddenly pulled her, as if expressing her disapproval, shaking her head firmly.

She raised her hand and pointed at Linyou's eyes with her index finger.

Slender fingertips touched Linyou's eyelashes. She was taught a long time ago. Instead, she had to open her eyes to see clearly when faced with danger. Although it was not a danger, she habitually did not close her eyes and looked at Xiao Xiao.

"Pretty," Xiao Xiao's face showed a pleasant smile, "like, the color of the aurora."

"..."

Lin Yu closed his eyes as his fingertips fell.

In the soft night-like darkness, she felt that the soft fingertips gently rubbed the corners of her eyes.

The author has something to say:

Xiao Xiao hasn't spoken in a long time, and he has practiced for a long time in order to speak accurately.