Ancient Doomsday Traveler

Chapter 42 Discovery

Of course, you should take your medicine before going to bed.

After taking the medicine and going to sleep, I woke up to bright sunshine and felt refreshed.

After the two had a simple breakfast, Yao Rongrong said she wanted to go down the mountain again.

As they descended the mountain, Yao Rongrong said to Lin Xiu, "Sir, we went north yesterday and checked out Woniugang. The village is now deserted, but the houses are still intact and right next to the river. Staying there for a couple of days shouldn't be a problem."

However, there are no living dead guarding the area down the mountain, so it's not as safe as here.

There's a village on the east side and a village on the west side; I want to visit both.

After we've seen those two places, we'll go down the mountain to Woniugang to rest, wash our clothes and your bedding, and then we'll set off again.

I said I'd wash your bedding last time, but I didn't have a chance. Now I can make up for it.

Listen to what Yao Rongrong is saying: there are no living dead guarding the foot of the mountain, it's not as safe as here...

Why does this sound so absurd?

However, Yao Rongrong was right. There was a living dead lying on the road outside the dilapidated temple, and it was so fierce that it was relatively safer.

Lin Xiu nodded and said, "You decide, but be careful."

Yao Rongrong smiled sweetly, her face as beautiful as a flower: "Don't worry, sir, I understand."

That day, Yao Rongrong went to Chenjiazhuang and came back saying that everyone in the village must have died in the disaster and become living dead, with no one escaping.

There were too many undead in the village, and they were all gathered on the village road. It was quite frightening to look at them from a distance.

Yao Rongrong carefully examined the place and saw several skeletons scattered among the undead, as if they had been dismembered by the undead, or so it seemed.

Having traveled so many roads and seen so many living dead, Yao Rongrong could deduce this—

Such a tragic scene must have been caused by someone who broke into Chenjiazhuang Village, which was filled with the living dead, and ran around in a panic, bringing too many living dead back to life, resulting in them being dismembered and eaten by the living dead.

This is a very normal situation. When the disaster first struck, Lin Xiu was in Mengzhou City and had also witnessed such a tragic scene.

The undead revealed their monstrous side, tearing apart and biting many panicked people who were fleeing. Some bit too much and killed them, devouring them completely. Others fared better; they were not completely eaten and were subsequently infected and turned into undead.

Relatively speaking, I was lucky. When I was on the storytelling stage, I saw the situation below the stage suddenly become strange. Although I panicked for a moment, I managed to escape because the storytelling stage was a little distance away from the guests and proprietresses who had become living dead.

The Yuanyang Building was also fortunate; the panicked people who fled did not rush into the building, which preserved the scene from the moment before the disaster. The proprietress sat there, forever maintaining that languid posture of leaning on the table.

But that scene, which seemed to have frozen time, will eventually fade away...

After observing for so long, he had come to understand that the living dead remained still only as an instinct to conserve energy and survive for a longer period of time.

Even when stationary, the energy in a living dead will still be consumed.

If one day the energy of the living dead is almost exhausted, even the landlady should come back to life and use the last bit of energy she has left to find food to replenish it.

Back in Mengzhou City, Lin Xiu had seen one or two living dead who woke up without being disturbed.

The two undead, one a child and the other an old woman, unleashed a level of activity far exceeding normal after waking up, running wildly and devouring everything they could.

The old woman started gnawing on a brick from a nearby collapsed house, while the child huddled in a corner eating dirt.

However, the bricks and soil couldn't provide them with enough energy, and soon, the two undead died completely, just like two normal corpses.

I wonder how long it will take for the landlady to become like that? If one day I return to Mengzhou City, will I still be able to see the landlady sitting at the table, resting her chin on her hand?

……

Another day, Yao Rongrong went to Lijiaji.

According to the "General Map of the World," Lijiaji was quite far from the mountain, and it would take some time to walk down after descending. Therefore, Yao Rongrong went down the mountain early and didn't return until evening.

When Yao Rongrong returned, she looked somewhat solemn.

Lin Xiu asked what was wrong, and Yao Rongrong said that the crops there were still planted and growing very well.

The crop is rice, which is almost ripe but not yet harvested.

In such a situation, with no one watching over it, something just doesn't seem right.

Yao Rongrong felt there was something wrong there, that there might be some kind of trap hidden there, so she observed from a distance for a while and didn't dare to go over.

She went around to the village and took a look, but the village was desolate and there was no one in sight.

Several undead lay on either side of the village entrance, which reminded people of the Star Gazing Sect on Wolong Mountain.

"Sir, do you think there would be anyone there? Surely it can't be the living dead farming crops?"

Yao Rongrong frowned and said, "But if there are people there, what would their relationship be with the living dead at the door?"

Will it be like we are on this mountain? Will they also have little green bottles, and be able to use the powder inside to control the living dead?

Will the undead at the village entrance be just as powerful as those on the mountain?

If that's the case, could the living dead on the mountain be related to them? Could the small green bottle, map, and picture book in the temple have been left behind by them?

The female warrior suddenly asked a whole bunch of questions, which made Lin Xiu's mind a bit confused.

Lin Xiu pondered for a long time, then shook his head and said, "I can't figure it out either, but there should be people in that village. The living dead at the village entrance should be related to the people in the village."

As for the relationship between the little green bottle here and the people in that village, it probably isn't that significant, or that it's related to everyone there.

Otherwise, with the living dead guarding such a large field of crops, there must be more than one person who would have hidden the little green bottle here for so long.

Of course... my speculation might not be correct; we'll have to wait and see.

"Um."

Yao Rongrong nodded and said, "Mr. Mingri, you can stay on the mountain. I'll go check on things again."

Along the way, it's always necessary to talk to and exchange things with those who survived.

Tomorrow I'll observe further and see if I can spot any people, whether they're good or bad, and whether we can communicate.

If there are no problems, I might even be able to find you a new home. From now on, you can settle down here, and from now on, it will be just me all alone again.”