Stay! To live is
to live! Doomsday Survivor
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works in a small local office with a good salary, and it is common to work overtime on business trips. He lives alone in a loft apartment and has a silver gradient.
Got the text that looked like a prank. It was Tuesday at noon. I’ve just finished a long field trip, and the boss has kindly given me a week off.
I put the car back in the garage. I bought an SUV that year.
“Change of weather, 5 days, zombies.”
I frowned and opened the message. “It’s boring.” At noon
in September, the city was still very hot. I had a simple meal outside and planned to go back to take a shower and have a good sleep.
“Change the weather, 4.5 days, zombies”
text message came again, followed by a short VCR. When I clicked on it, I felt sick: the video was a surveillance video of an office building in a neighboring city, where several “people” with visible bones and flesh and blood were pacing slowly in a very strange posture.
I spent three minutes thinking.
Decide to believe it.
It’s 3:00 in the afternoon, and the sun is very strong, which is rare in this city. It rains heavily the day before and the sun burns the next day.
I first went home and counted the food and supplies of my family.
My family lives on the 25th floor, the top floor, duplex, without anti-theft net.
I first made a phone call and asked the workers of the decoration company to install the anti-theft net. At the same time, all the glass in the house was replaced by bulletproof tempered glass. A fire door was installed outside the original anti-theft door.
Because of the extra money, it was done at about five o’clock in the afternoon. There is still half a barrel of oil and a small bag of rice
at home, and there is no grain storage. There was plenty of cat food, but my water dispenser was almost empty. I smiled helplessly. “Sure enough, if I hadn’t told you in advance, I would have been the most helpless person.” It took an hour for the
cleaner aunt to clean house up and down. At six o’clock in the
evening, I took the cat to the pet hospital for vaccination and bathing. During the interval of bathing, I bought cat food, canned cat food, cat snacks, cat litter and so on. These quantities can be eaten by the master for a long time, filled with SUVs, even filled with seats, and shipped twice. After I sent my
master and cat food home, I was ready to go to Wal-Mart.
Because it was night, Wal-Mart had no goods, so I simply emptied all the existing sanitary napkins, instant noodles, compressed biscuits, paper towels, laundry detergent, rice and oil, salt and so on.
Supermarket staff are happy and enthusiastic to deliver goods to the door, a full car of supplies.
But not enough. I’m
a girl, and I can’t go out like a boy. At this moment, at home, is the best protection for me. At nine o’clock in the
evening, I ordered dozens of barrels of drinking water on Jingdong. If there is no accident, it will be delivered tomorrow morning.
Water is very important. At half past nine in the
evening, I went to the drugstore to buy all the necessary medicines, such as anti-inflammatory drugs, alcohol, masks and so on. Some prescription drug stores were unwilling to sell them, and they didn’t say anything after stuffing 200 yuan. I’m standing in my living room at ten o’clock
at night, and that’s not enough.
After taking a bath, I was ready to drag myself to sleep when my cell phone rang: “Change of weather, 4 days, zombies.”
I looked at my phone. 00:00. It’s Wednesday.
After making sure the doors and windows were intact and closed, I fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, I woke up with a phone call from the Jingdong water delivery master at ten o’clock.
I quickly got up and asked the master to stack the barrels of water neatly in the guest room, which was almost full. The surprise on the master’s face was selectively ignored by me.
I went out and went to the supermarket. Bought a lot of pickled products and a pile of food, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, instant noodles, self-heating hot pot, full, I do not go out for a year without any problem.
Yes, electricity and water.
I went to buy all the power banks in the electric city next to the supermarket and asked them to give me when they were fully charged. He
bought big thick blackout curtains and several household fire extinguishers; he bought wall cloth to isolate the thermal image and several deep and large buckets filled with running water; he bought several sets of fully armed gas masks and clothes. I
contacted a friend and asked him to go to the black shop to buy some illegal knives, climbing ropes and protective equipment.
After thinking about it, I bought one of the most advanced and best water filters to install in the bathroom. After
doing this, the text message indicates that there are 2.5 days left.
I am downstairs in the beef powder shop to eat powder, brush the B station to see how to tie out the rope knot and slipknot. At 8 o’clock in the
evening, I went to the bookstore and bought a bunch of books that I wanted to read before but didn’t have time to read.
The world may be coming to an end, but I don’t want to hide at home and become a waste of the world.
Because I live in a loft apartment with one staircase and one household, which leads directly to my own parking space, no one can go up to my floor without an access card. I thought about it, went to buy some medicine and food, water and protective equipment on the car, and drove the car to re-inflate for maintenance, filled up the oil, and secretly gave 200 yuan to the staff, filled me with several large bottles of gasoline, and also attached a portable refueling pump. At ten o’clock in the
evening, I got home. Silent underground garage, bright lights, as if the world is no different.
My cell phone rang, and it was a text message from my best friend, Pickup, saying, “I heard you’re on vacation, and I’m on vacation tomorrow, so I’m going to play with you.”
Pickup lives in the next city, where the VCR records.
I can’t help blaming myself for hoarding goods and forgetting my best friend.
After all, I don’t know what the source of this zombie virus is? Is it a bite, is it spittle, is it blood, or does it look twice at others and fall into the trap.
It seems that the news is well blocked, and the city is still so quiet.
I replied, “OK, remember to bring food. My family is poor.”
Back on the 25th floor, I noticed that the emergency light at the door of the safety staircase was on. The dark safety staircase was illuminated by the fluorescent green emergency light, which immediately gave me goose bumps. Why is
this emergency light on? There was no power outage. I read a lot of
crime novels, knowing that I didn’t have the aura of the protagonist, and I didn’t risk my life to get out of the elevator and open the door to go home.
Did not hesitate, did not step out of the elevator, directly brush twice to close the door and press back to the lobby on the first floor. There are a lot of people in the lobby on the first floor
at ten o’clock. There are several families in this building who have just given birth to a second child. A group of people are still chatting. The liveliness in the lobby makes me a little calm. I am safe when there are many people.
I went to the front desk of the lobby and knocked on the table. The little brother in the lobby, who was playing with his cell phone, raised his head and smiled: “What’s wrong?”? Is there any express delivery?
“Why is the emergency light on the safety staircase on my floor on?”
“Oh, maintenance, parallel circuits.”
「…………」
I don’t know how to explain it? Anyway, it’s an overhaul, and there’s no problem.
“If you don’t do maintenance during the day, don’t the workers get off work at night?”
Little sister, I don’t understand this either. The emergency lights on every floor are on, and there will be no power failure. You can rest assured that we all have independent power supply systems.
Still not at ease, after all, living alone and watching a lot of crime movies, plus in fact I am very afraid of death, so I still asked the front desk to bring security to check.
He followed four or five security guards and the smiling little brother up to the 25th floor. The green emergency lights were still on. The little brother said with a smile, “Come on, I’ll take you for a walk and you won’t be afraid!”
The security guard and the little brother carefully checked every corner of the 25th floor in front of me, and then took me down the safety stairs from the 25th floor layer by layer, which was not unusual and logical.
“Don’t worry, call the police as soon as you have something.” Said the little brother at the front desk.
The property fee is so expensive every month, and suddenly I think it’s worth it.
Back on the 25th floor, I thought for a moment, and at the risk of being interviewed by the property, I locked the heavy fire door of the safety staircase from the inside. When
I got home at eleven o’clock, I was tired and helpless. I shoveled shit for my master, took a bath, and applied a facial mask. Suddenly I thought, “Kao, the facial mask is almost gone. No matter how isolated I am from the world, I still want to be a delicate girl.” I’ll get a single pile of facial mask
from Tmall supermarket right away, and it’s estimated that it will be delivered tomorrow morning. So thinking, the phone suddenly rang again, “zombies, change the day, 2 days.” Wake up naturally at eight o’clock
in the morning. As if I had not dreamed, as if I had dreamed of something, as if I had gone to an interdimensional space in a daze. I opened the windows of my house for ventilation and lived in a steel building. The only view was the artificial lake in the community.
A group of old ladies and grandfathers were playing with the public fitness measures in the community, and an office worker running to catch the subway almost hit a woman pushing a baby carriage.
So quiet and sparse, how can weather change?
I began to suspect that it was just some prank.
Pickup called and said it was at the gate of the community. I tidied up, closed the windows, drew the heavy blackout curtains, examined them carefully, and went out.
I don’t know why, but the emergency lights that suddenly came on last night made me feel vaguely that something was going to happen.
Pick up the pickup truck, and sure enough, the pickup truck brought a lot of food.
I took her to the nearby farmer’s market and bought several pots of big green plants.
This is due to the fact that I suddenly thought of it when I shoveled shit for my master last night. If the zombies really come and the power and water are cut off, what about my dropping? You can’t.. Plants are the best solution. “You don’t even know how to do it yourself,
” Pica said suspiciously. What do
you know? Help move it.
Then I went to buy a lot of portable gas stoves and solid alcohol. He even secretly asked his boss to get a big bag of flint.
He saw a field survival store next to it and pulled a pickup truck directly to sweep a round, such as searchlights, oxygen bottles, candles and so on. While helping me carry things,
the pickup explained to the boss that the company was preparing to build field survival training and so on.
The pickup truck asked me in the car, “Are you crazy?”? Buy so many of these things. I’ll
tell you more later! Think about what you need to stay at home, and we’ll go and buy some more.
Yes! Poster of Wang Yibo!
「…… Sodagreen album?
Pickup is sent small, learn psychology, go to work in the psychiatric department of the city hospital in the neighboring city. After
we carried our things upstairs, Pickup opened a bottle of happy water and asked, “What’s going on?”
“Lost, is this video the office building next to me?” Pickup looked shocked. “It’s a video synthesis, or it’s filming.”
“Not synthetic.” I followed the tutorial and did a technical analysis of the video. “This is the busiest office building in your city. There are so many companies in it. How could it be used for filming?”
Pickup said “fake” and she went to take a shower.
The cell phone rang. It was a text message. “Zombie, change the weather. One day.”
I was silent for a moment and called back. I’ve called back
before, but it’s either a busy signal or a shutdown. When the
phone was connected and there was no sound, I asked in fear, “Who are you?” There was no sound on the other end of the
phone, as if the opposite was the depths of the universe, really quiet, silent, dead.
Suddenly there was a rustle behind him, which frightened him.
“It’s me.” Pickup rubbed his wet hair and said, “Let me hear it.” There was silence on the other end of the
phone. This kind of silence had never been experienced before. It was the kind of absolute silence that would not exist if there were carbon-based organisms. Even libraries and closed doors and windows would not be so quiet. There was no sound of air flow at
all, just like a sealed column after pouring molten iron. This is what Pickup later described to me as quiet.
“Did the other side give the telephone microphone to..” Before he had finished speaking, suddenly there was a harsh sound from the opposite side, which made people get goose bumps from the rusty pick on the old record player. The intermittent
and eerily harsh voice gave me a migraine.
“Shit, hang up.” The pickup grabbed the phone.
The night passed without a dream, but it seemed to be a dream. I can’t
remember.
My mind seems to have left a lot of traces of colorful color blocks, which may be mosaics, or snowflakes that appeared when the TV had no signal when I was a child. After a long night of more than
eight hours, what is the color block of memory? He
took out his ancestral essential balm and rubbed his temples.
“Do you smell a strange smell?” The pickup suddenly turned to look at me.
At this moment I am holding my master in the pet hospital and waiting in line for deworming. “Maybe it’s the smell of the disinfectant in the pet hospital.”
“But I’ve been smelling it since we left the house today.” Pickup pinched the mask a little tighter on her nose, and I saw a thin layer of fog on her glasses. “If there is no smell, it looks like an expired olanzapine..”
“What Ao? What Ping?”
“a psychotropic drug.” Pickup took out his cell phone and searched it for me. Olanzapine
is a new atypical neuroleptic drug, which can bind to dopamine receptor, 5-HT receptor and cholinergic receptor, and has antagonistic effect. Antagonizing the D2 receptor is associated with the treatment of positive symptoms of schizophrenia; antagonizing the 5-HT2A receptor is associated with the treatment of negative symptoms of schizophrenia.]
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“You see, these people must be in poor health.” Pickup whispered to me, and I soothed my master, who had just had an insect repellent injection, while looking in the direction of Pickup’s eyes. Not far from the
pet hospital stood several men waiting for the bus, their skin color was very sallow, so yellow that people felt that their jaundice might exceed the standard and could not be detected.
“As a doctor, I tell you that this kind of proper liver is not good.” “You should pay more attention to your health at ordinary times,” said Pika.
“What exactly did you say that smells like?”
“Forget it.” Pickup shook his head. “Maybe I’ve been in the hospital too long. Let’s go back early.”
“Good.” I rubbed my master’s stomach, and it was so comfortable that it beat up, and its fleshy paws curled up, which made people feel at ease and peaceful.
Worming was done and we went to the supermarket again. I bought some vegetables such as Chinese cabbage, corn and potatoes, which have a relatively long storage period.
“Just stay at home and rest for a while. I’d rather believe it.” Pickup poked me and deflated his mouth. “Anyway, I can hold Wang Yibo.”
I got home at four o’clock in the afternoon. The weather forecast said there would be thunderstorms today. Look at the gray sky. Maybe it’s really going to rain.
“This light will come on. Is there going to be a power outage in your neighborhood?” When
he just backed the car steadily into the garage, the pickup pointed to the green emergency light on the safety staircase entrance.
…… Overhaul again?
“This..” Pica frowned. “Hurry up and get your things and go home. Go back and read the Selected Works of Mao a few times to calm yourself down.” The two of
us carefully checked the 25th floor, reconfirmed that the fire door of the safe staircase was locked by us, and heaved a sigh of relief.
Lock all the doors and windows, close the curtains, and arrange the materials stored these days.
If that text is true, it will be tomorrow. In other words, in the next eight hours, it will be the “day” that will change in the text message. Pickup and
I collapsed on the sofa, the TV series on the faint sound, playing the long-ago Tokyo Olympic Games.
“You say, zombies should be as disgusting as the little Japanese boy who stepped out of bounds and won the gold medal.” Pickup was wearing a facial mask, so I couldn’t see the playful expression. Zombie
, the term comes from the voodoo culture of Haiti. According to voodoo beliefs, wizards can resurrect the dead, and after resurrection, they are also called Zombie, which is the inspiration for zombie images. Although the dead can walk and use tools, they have no autonomous consciousness and are manipulated by the people who perform the resurrection ceremony, like a soulless puppet, so they are often used as slaves at will.
I turned over Baidu Encyclopedia, and such a paragraph of text jumped into my eyes.
We accept the image and fear from zombies, which comes from Western movies and TV, but there is always some solidification in their settings.
For example, when they see normal people, they bite, but they don’t bite. Broke a cervical nerve and still walk. Open your mouth and infect humans.
“I smell that again.” Pica was washing the mask on his face when he suddenly shouted, “The water smells like that.”
Tut. With a shiver, I got up and turned up the air conditioner by two degrees.
“When I wash my face, I get water in my mouth. It’s a little bitter.” “Sodium amobarbital, odorless, tastes bitter,” Pika said as he gulped down purified water and rinsed his mouth.
“a controlled psychotropic substance used in the treatment of tetanus, eclampsia, meningitis, convulsions caused by central stimulant poisoning, and status epilepticus.” “Psychotropic drugs are very harmful to the liver,
” Pica continued.
Just then, my cell phone rang suddenly. Pickup and
I looked at each other, and I shrank but quickly grabbed my phone, afraid that the one or two seconds I missed would be enough to constitute a chance to live.
Cut the text message. Have
you finished your dozens of audit papers? DDL is tomorrow, remember.
Pickup rolled his eyes. “This text is as scary as a zombie warning.”
Looked at the clock, the hour hand is still a small tick to eleven o’clock. Staring at the computer for two hours, I tried my best to finish the manuscript before DDL. I twisted my neck a few times, and my bones, which had not been active for a long time, made a few crisp clicks.
“Very good. This is a perfect interpretation of the saying that the earth doesn’t explode and the workers don’t have a holiday.” Pika did not lift his head. “If there are zombies tomorrow, do you think we will meet Alice who came to save us or the big BOSS who urged you to hand in the form?”
The mobile phone no longer rings any SMS prompt tone, and the occasional pop-up message is either the recommendation of the video updated by the up owner, or the new on Taobao.
The curtain secretly opened a gap, there was no one in the community, and it was quiet.
“Can you still smell the strange smell of tap water?” I was just about to rinse my mouth when I suddenly remembered something and stopped moving my hands. “I really can’t smell it.”
Pickup tilted her head, thought for a moment, and suddenly jumped up and ran to her bag and turned out a box of PH test paper.
“You are so independent that you carry this thing with you.”
“I’ll try.” Pickup dipped some tap water with a toothpick and put it in the middle of the test paper.
A few seconds later, the tiny strip turned dark green. At three o’clock in the
morning, I closed the computer, and the pickup truck was still brushing some video. There is no prompt tone on
the mobile phone.
“If there were zombies, who would text me?” I said to myself.
“Who knows? Maybe the whole world knows you’re the first to fear death.” When I woke up in
a daze, it was more than nine o’clock in the morning.
Long 6 hours of sleep, the dream seems to appear again those colorful color blocks. Pieces of color blocks, or pieces of color blocks. Occasionally, it gathers into a large area that makes people confused and dizzy, and occasionally loses its color and becomes a white snowflake displayed when the old TV loses its signal.
This kind of confused and unsourced memory makes people feel irritable and nauseous.
Pickup wanted to call the city water supply unit to complain about the alkaline phenomenon of domestic water, but it couldn’t get through all the time. The strange call to Alice kept ringing, but no one picked up the phone. The
natural gas supply seems to be normal, but we all find that the flames are yellow and red with insufficient combustion.
With mineral water to complete the daily washing, we are still discussing whether to go out to see, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a few people downstairs opposite.
They just walked out of the door of the unit, as if they smelled something strange. Because I could notice that all of them, without exception, immediately turned around and ran back to the building with their mouths and noses covered, and I could even see that one of them suddenly bent down and vomited all over the floor after two steps. What’s wrong with the air
outside?
Thinking of something, I clicked on the Wechat group of community owners that had been blocked for a long time. What’s wrong with the air
outside? I can hardly breathe. Someone kept typing and said.
“I’ve told the old and the young not to go out anymore.” What
the hell? If I stay in this environment for one more second, I will ascend to heaven in the same place.
“I vomited and vomited, and as soon as I went out, I was held back and came back, and I didn’t even want to go to full attendance.”
“What’s going on out there?” “Oh, no, look at those trees!”
Following the pickup’s fingers, I was surprised to find that the trees in front of the opposite building showed a kind of visible rot, which was not in line with the mildew yellow of the season.
“Can’t they breathe?”
“No.” Pickup suddenly replied, “It’s the nitrogen concentration in the air that has suddenly increased.”
[Nitrogen itself is not harmful to human body. If the concentration of nitrogen is slightly high, people will have mild headache, nausea, vomiting, hallucination and excitement symptoms.]
“Our hospital is full of patients with critical illnesses these days.” Pickup swiped his cell phone and told me, “On the monitor, I can’t find any lesions, but my organs are failing.” The air purifier
at home has been running for a long time, making a rustling noise.
“Is this a sign before the zombies?” Asked the pickup, turning his head.
“Do people with organ failure still have the physical basis to become zombies?”
「……」 Looking out
of the window, no one can be seen in the neighborhood.
Hearing that someone had called the police, the fully armed staff in white isolation suits came, collected serum and air samples from several people and left.
Why is this happening? What happened to the air
outside, the tap water, the people? More than half of the date of the unknown
text message warning has passed.
Alkaline water, lights that come on for no reason, air that becomes strange in composition..
“Do zombies mean something else?” I’m confused.
In the evening, we each made a self-heating hot pot, and the rich reserve even let us cut two marinated egg.
Pica zips along, and a piece of Mao Xuewang slips into her mouth, burning her to the bone. “Some people say it’s group suppression.” She paddled a forum in which there was a heated discussion about the strange patients admitted to the major hospitals.
Just then, the mobile phone rang suddenly. It was the same number. A new VCR was sent. Pickup and
I looked at each other.
“This is the city water supply company!” I recognized the blurry logo in the background of the video, “It’s a water plant!” In the
video, there is a man wearing a cap, and it is clear that the place where the camera is shooting is the last link of the automatic control system of the water plant-water delivery.
The man stood next to a large centrifugal pump, pouring buckets of things into it, and the water mixed with unknown ingredients was sent into the water supply network at a certain pressure. With a sad face,
I said, “It’s useless to send it to me. I can’t save the world. I just want to live until the world returns to normal.”
Pickup rolled his eyes. “Stop looking and eat your food.”
At night, we fell into a deep sleep, and in our sleep, a harsh sound woke us up.
We carefully opened the curtain and looked out.
The sky was red, and several men in the opposite building were shouting something out of the window.
“Look at the color of the sky. How serious is the light pollution?” I muttered.
In a trance, I faintly heard the roar of a helicopter slowly receding.
“What are they doing?” Pickup stared down with wide eyes.
Along the direction, visible to the naked eye in the garden of the community, there are a group of people with their heads down and motionless.
Maybe it’s the angle, or maybe it’s the distance. I could only see them standing there motionless, like a stone, or like a statue of solidified cement.
The loud men were swearing in the building, and the dialect and distance made it impossible to hear what they were complaining about?
“Did the group say anything?” The pickup pulled me back to bed and closed the curtains tightly.
Click on the WeChat owner group, and sure enough, it’s 99 + news.
“My dog has been barking at these strange people all night.”
Yes, where do they live? How come you’ve never seen it before?
“Did they make that cacophony just now?”
“They really haven’t moved. My husband has been watching them all night.”
At six o’clock in the morning, the red sky slowly faded and turned gray without temperature.
What I don’t know is that it disappears with the heavy night. In the group of people standing in the garden, there was a man whose face was yellow to black. The man who had stood motionless all night suddenly twisted his head.
His stiff cervical vertebrae and bones made a thin rattle, and he turned his head gently and fixed his eyes on a building.
To be exact, it’s not the eyes, it’s the waxy eyes and the gray eyeballs. Where is
he looking?
We have stayed at home for a week.
Not daring to go out and obeying the government’s arrangement, we stayed at home and waited for the day when the situation improved. I don’t know whether the draft sent to the boss
before DDL has been reviewed, the audit report that should be written has been finished, and the substantive draft of the risk draft has been finished. The electronic medical records that the
pickup truck needs to make up have all been made up.
We hold electronic products every day. Usually busy 996 or 007 life, never on time for three meals a day is now gradually normal.
“I was too busy to have breakfast, so the polyps on my gallbladder should be gone.” I mumbled as I slurped a bowl of pure mashed potatoes with nothing but salt and potatoes.
Pickup has been chasing all kinds of variety shows and TV series since she was free, and she has been watching Legend of Zhen Huan for the second time.
“If man really had a soul.” Pica asked me, “The King of Guo County should know that Zhen Huan’s child is his.” The life
I was hiding at home with Pickup, waiting for order to be restored, seemed to have entered a normal state of “abnormality.”.
Only occasionally there is the sound of heavy objects falling from high places, and the roar of helicopters flying over at five o’clock every morning. On that morning
a week ago, as the heavy night was torn apart by the not bright sunshine.
A man who woke up early stood in front of the windowsill of his house, but the next second he was frightened and shouted a long and harsh scream, which shocked the withered leaves outside the building and the people who were hiding in the house because of the sudden change of air composition outside.
The group of sallow and emaciated people had seemingly weak bodies, extremely sallow complexions and chapped lips. Unlike in the movies,
they are not afraid of sunlight or ultraviolet rays. They are occasionally crazy, occasionally quiet, and often use seemingly useless strength to hit the doors that have been locked tightly by the residents under each building.
They have sallow skin to the extreme, gray-white eyeballs, and their numbers are increasing.
They seemed so desperate to get into the building.
I paddled the community WeChat group, where people posted weird videos of themselves every day, “Is it really because of the water?”
“What other reason could there be?” Pickup opened a package of small raccoon crispy noodles and broke them in half with a click. “Here, would you like some?”
“Eat.”
Everyone should be like us, at home, in the building, brushing the news from the folk every day.
The city is not paralyzed, but people are afraid to continue using tap water at present. Sleep seems to have improved a little at night
recently, and the frequency of color blocks in my mind is not so high when I wake up.
These days of isolation remind me of the outbreak of the virus many years ago, but at that time, people could still go out.
At that time, I often read Camus’s Plague repeatedly.
Nowadays, the sudden change of air composition makes people rely on buildings with oxygen supply and circulation system. When I woke up
this morning, I found that I had a small ulcer. I grinned my teeth and sprayed watermelon frost. The number of abnormal, emaciated “people”
downstairs is sometimes more and sometimes less, and some of them may wander to other places.
They will suddenly quiet down at a certain time, and then slowly and heavily breathe in the same direction, which is not acceptable to us at all.
And that direction is the city water supply plant.
They’re in pain, too.
With the passage of time, the analysis on the Internet is in full swing, and some people who claim to be insiders use humiliating language to describe it. Pika and
I pieced together some information, but I always felt that something was wrong and the logic could not be closed.
The starting point should be the water supply company in the neighboring city, and the quality inspector found that there were substances not listed in the list in the water supply network in a sampling.
He was very conscientious and reported it in time, but long before he found it and stopped the loss in time, the water supply system had continuously sent water to various places through pressure.
Factories, office buildings, farms..
However, the changing air composition, the unexplained prophetic messages, the messy colorful blocks in sleep, these unknown fears are real and erode people’s hearts.
“First of all, the liver function was severely damaged, so the faces of those people were terribly sallow.” Pickup is soaking in self-heating rice while applying facial mask. Smoky mushrooms, slippery chicken and shredded potatoes
on self-heating rice are shiny and full of preservatives.
Compressed biscuits are actually not delicious. They are hard and salty, but they are really filling.
Water is the most consumed every day, wash your hands, wash your face, wash your hair, go to the toilet, and drink. Adhering to the good virtue of eight glasses of water a day, Pickup and I use many bottles of mineral water every day without knowing how to cherish it. It was a long dream
again, and colorful color blocks appeared in the dream.
These colorful color blocks fill the field of vision and make people feel suffocating. I felt as if I were in a huge prism, surrounded by the reflection of color blocks, all of which were myself. At six in the
morning, I woke up in the process of falling into the abyss of my dream. I rubbed my head and drank a lot of water.
Turn on the mobile phone, and the world of code and binary has not stopped.
I touched my master, and he purred with satisfaction.
Those who act strangely, their nerves are damaged and they have no sense of autonomy. If you don’t have an energy intake, you will die soon. Pickup flipped through the forum and said to me, “It’s just the air outside..” Before he had finished speaking, there was a loud roar outside the window.
The building seemed to shatter, and we carefully opened a gap in the curtain. There were only a few emaciated people under the community, hitting the buildings with a little force.
“The waterworks was blown up by the government.” The pickup truck slides the mobile phone.
The waterworks was completely closed a few days ago. And the unknown compounds that are poured in are chemically reacting in the kidneys and livers of those poor people, eroding their nerves at the same time.
“What’s wrong with my brain?” I rubbed the right side of my head, and there was a throbbing pain. Recently, I always feel sick and flustered. I spend more time at home, but I always feel more and more tired.
May be too long at home, less intake of fresh fruits and vegetables, oral ulcers have not improved for a long time.
Pickup said I was fussy, but grinning carefully, the ulcer wound would still be stimulated, and the taste was really bad. Compressed biscuits
full of preservatives and self-heating hot pot with heavy MSG seem to fill every cell of my body, they seem to be turned off a switch, but enough sleep is still lifeless.
“It’s the mosaic you told me about.” Pica was wearing a facial mask, and I couldn’t tell her expression. “You must have too much imagination. Sleep well.”
Time seems to slow down. Unable to
get out of the door, I could only secretly open the heavy blackout curtain every day to take a look at the outside world.
I can only remember that my body seems to be getting more and more tired.
In the past, when I was busy with my work and didn’t have enough rest, my right brain would suddenly ache, reminding me that I needed a good sleep. But these days, I’m out of society. The days spent looking at the calendar of my mobile phone, the days when sleep became overflowing, my brain began to become fragile.
I began to think that the dendritic nerves in my brain must have sent the wrong signals when transmitting mediators, so that I became forgetful, boiling water, cat food that had just been refilled, and even my face that had just been washed with facial mask.
I went into the bedroom and wanted to open a new bucket of water to fill the water dispenser. Pickup came over and said, “Let me help you, you little body.”
I watched blankly as the indicator light on the water dispenser switched from red to green. “What are you doing?” The pickup suddenly patted me from behind, so that I was so excited that I spilled the milk powder I was going to brew on the ground.
“Why are you scaring me?” I muttered, “You know I’m afraid of being scared.”
“Coward.” Pickup gave a white look. “Drink the milk. I’ll clean it up.”
I seemed to be in a daze, and when I realized that I had been in a daze on the sofa for a long time, it was already dark.
Thoughts are confused, and the organs above the neck become drowsy and tired. I shook off my brain and got up to add a handful of cat food to the cat.
The master lay lazily on the cat’s nest and looked at me. When
I stroked her, I found a little milk powder on her beard. “You’re really greedy.” I mumbled and wiped it off for her.
He went to complain to the pickup truck that his master had stolen milk powder again. Pickup mask, can not see the expression, mobile phone green light refracted to her face, even a little strange.
Do you want anything to eat? I’ll get some. I leaned against the door of Pica’s room. Pica had lived here for so many days, and the room was full of her smell.
Is it a delusion or something? For the first time, I actually felt the smell, which made me feel less tired and confused.
“No, you can find something to eat by yourself.”
At night, I opened the corner of the curtain as usual, and the color of the sky was still dark red. There are no people shaking under the community, and it is not clear where those people have gone? He picked up his mobile phone and refreshed it, and found that the date of refreshing had stopped a week ago. Didn’t
I find that the Internet was cut off? Confused,
I ran to ask the pickup truck, but the pickup truck didn’t lift its head. “Yes, the Internet has been cut off for a long time.”. This is a variety show that I’ve finished early. Do you want to watch it together?
I contemptuously refused such a boring and noisy invitation. When I
brushed my teeth, I found that my gums were bleeding again. I was upset and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. I lay heavily on the bed and put on the steam eye mask.
I seem to fall asleep again soon.
I think he’s asleep.
I remember seeing the space covered with mosaics again, as if I were in thousands of diamond mirrors, surrounded by colorful and dizzy color blocks.
Occasionally, the brain feels weightlessness and falls heavily.
Instinctively want to grasp something, the hand spread out a look, as if to grasp is a strand of yellow and withered hair, frightened to throw away, is a dizzy chaotic feeling, ears kept heard the sound of buzzing, screaming to tear off the same nerve. Did
I really fall asleep?
I’m supposed to be sick, but I’m the only one who thinks I’m sick. Pickup doesn’t.
I lay in bed in a daze, my heart beating at such a rate that at one point I could only open my mouth to breathe. Even once, Pickup brought a tongue depressor and stimulated my throat. After a burst of nausea, he retched and did not spit anything out, but finally his heart slowly slowed down.
“You just haven’t had fresh air for a long time.” Pickup replaced a filter for the air purifier in my room. “Go to sleep, and everything will be all right when you wake up.”
It should be late at night, otherwise why is it so quiet around? It’s as quiet as a sealed column filled with molten iron. My hearing even became very sensitive because the environment was too quiet, as if I could hear the flickering sound of a lamp because of the current problem.
Opening the bedroom door, the living room was dark, groping for the light, which really made my brain ache again. Rubbing my eyes
hard, a large mosaic of green, red and purple appeared in my visual range. I stood against the wall for a long time before I slowly recovered.
The cat should be asleep, too. Because I couldn’t find her, when I used to get up and go to the toilet, she would come over and wag her tail and act like a spoiled child. The door of the pickup truck was closed, and the crack at the bottom of the door was dark. Is
everyone asleep? But I also feel very sleepy, but why did I wake up? Another
gloomy day, after discovering that the mobile phone can finally access the Internet, I lay in bed, brushing the 99 + chat records, in this binary era, traffic seems to be unaffected.
The brain is still swollen, and as the days go by, I realize that I am hungry easily, but I have no appetite to eat food. I drank a lot of water, but it didn’t heal the ulcer in my mouth.
“Is it getting colder?” I dug out a furry coat and turned my head to ask the pickup truck who didn’t know what video I was brushing. “Don’t you feel cold?” “Are you feeling cold?” Asked
the pickup, half leaning on the sofa in his short sleeves.
“I feel cold.”
“You feel cold.”
Pickup threw me a remote control for the air conditioner. “Set it to the temperature you feel comfortable with.”
“Then you put the bag of garbage at the door quickly.” Pickup picked up a heavy looking black garbage bag in disgust. “Don’t lie down all the time. Get up and walk.”.
I picked up the bag of garbage that seemed to be wet, and as usual, I just left it at the door without opening the door.
Every time I walk to the door, I can always feel the air flow through the crack of the door. I don’t know where the convection is generated. It’s very weak. I once asked the pickup truck to come and have a look, but she said it was as quiet as the deep sea, and there was no sound. I seem to have fallen asleep very early
this night, because I feel like I have been asleep for a long time.
It should be that I forgot to drink a mouthful of water to moisten my throat before going to bed. In my dream, my mouth was dry and my chest was stuffy. I could even feel the horniness and cracks on my lips due to lack of water. I wanted to touch them with my hands, but I had no strength. I
always dream that I am hitting a door, and I keep hitting it, as if I want to get in, but I can’t get in. I wanted to breathe as hard as I could, but the chaos of consciousness and the seemingly compressed organs filled me with discomfort every moment. The eyes in the
dream are very swollen and painful. Whether I close my eyes or open them, the intraocular pressure seems to be very high, which causes my brain to be full of swelling. I
dreamed of a large space full of colorful color blocks again. It’s so chaotic. The feeling
of falling without stopping, the inexplicable palpitation, the panic of trying to reach out and grab something, only to hear a heavy “bang.”.
Did something fall down?
I seem to wake up, otherwise why are there so many people around?
Really too tired, endless mirror images wrapped in dizzy color blocks, occasionally sounded a harsh buzz and people feel shivering. I
want to go home and lie down for a rest. How can I run out and walk around?
I really wanted to get into the building in front of me, but the door was too heavy and I was too tired. I couldn’t even pull the door open. I had to hit it with my body. The door of the building in
front of me was closed tightly, but I could still feel the air flow in the crack of the door keenly, the air flow produced by the opening of the space. The smell made me feel comfortable. I wanted to take a breath, but it seemed difficult for me to breathe normally.
Survival instinct makes me desperately want to walk into this building, dragging heavy arms and feet really consume the already tired body, I want to find a place to rest before opening the door, I must go to the property to complain when I am free.
I moved my feet slowly, and I remembered that there was a pavilion beside the building, where I could sit and rest.
When I have had enough rest, I will open the door and go home. As long as I go home, I can continue to live.
[End]
[Side Story]
Human beings seem to have been trying to fight against nature.
But I know it’s all in vain.
My childhood was spent in a plague that spread easily and took life easily. In
my impression, the sky is either dazzling or gloomy, and I have never seen a sunny afternoon in the book.
I can’t see each other’s faces, and I can’t remember everyone I’ve ever met.
I spent my first twenty-eight years under a human-made dome. Everything here is designed by human beings for survival. It’s just survival, because the world outside the dome is beyond the survival of human beings at present.
My parents have been trying to change something for this situation, and I even feel that it is our family’s mission to change this situation.
People can’t live under the dome all their lives.
My parents’ experiments and ideas were supported by a foreign research Institute, so when I was very young, our family moved into the laboratory.
After finishing my studies, my parents and I were addicted to combining different sequences of genes and testing the drugs we developed.
Those days were the happiest, and I even met him who had the same ambition and later became my fiance.
All the good things have been broken by the change of the head of the research Institute that supports us. The new head is very disgusted with this experiment of human immune change and evolution, saying that we have spent a lot of money without significant progress.
Late one night, eager for the latest antibody data, my parents plunged all the drugs they had just developed into their bodies, then went to the edge of the dome, secretly opened the door and went out.
They left the final equation in my notebook and never came back.
Sure enough, I was kicked out of the research Institute. I was walking in the streets of the United States with the notebook in my arms. I met a girl who was also studying abroad. She took her cat out for a checkup, and when she passed by me, the cat put its paw out of the space bag and grabbed the small pendant of my schoolbag.
She is really the kindest girl I have ever met. In a foreign country, she gives me a place to stay and a warmth under the disgusting dome.
Later, when she returned home after completing her studies, I also applied to a research Institute in her neighboring city. On the surface, I studied pharmaceuticals, but secretly I continued to improve the equation through the laboratory.
She always thought I was a doctor, and the white coat I wore seemed to her to have authority.
But I always dislike her cat for no reason.
Every time I go to the neighboring city to look for her, she always takes out the small cotton mop, towel and water cup printed with patterns that belong to me.
She’s the nicest girl I’ve ever met.
She said that since she was born, she had never seen the real blue sky or breathed the natural air.
I swore to myself that I would get her out of this chaotic dome.
About a year ago, I injected a modified potion into my fiance’s body. The rejection was good. He even told me that he would take me to have a good meal when he came back from the dome.
In the depths of the night, we snuck into the restricted area, and as you know, as long as it’s a research Institute, there’s always a lot of ways to open the dome.
He stood at the exit and turned to look at me and said, “I won’t go far. I’ll be back soon.”
I suddenly think of my parents, I do not know many years ago, whether they have such nostalgia behind the shelter of the false world.
Five days, one hundred and twenty hours later, he came back.
He had sallow skin, shriveled lips, and gray eyes, but his heart was still strong and his arteries were fresh and alive.
I know. The experiment may have succeeded. After all, he survived.
Without the protection of the dome, the world is full of strong ultraviolet rays and solar flares, which are enough to kill normal cells, mixed with harmful and abnormal air, and the chaotic ocean currents cause the evaporation of water vapor in the atmosphere to float with disgusting and uncomfortable substances.
I went to my boss with the report of the experiment that might be successful and prayed for a little encouragement.
He was furious that I was doing another research behind his back. He scolded me for violating scientific ethics and accused me of using human experiments.
He gave me an ultimatum to pack up my work, give me five days to hand over, and let me pack up and leave.
My fiance was holding me, and on his thin arm I could see veins of venous blood under the thin skin.
“Has the equation been modified on the basis of mine?” He asked me very softly.
I nodded. “But the sample data is too small.”. You are the only one who has survived.
The fiance pondered for a moment, “You can take the test at ease, and I will solve the other problems.”
I don’t know what he’s going to do. Maybe he’s going to find me a test subject. Maybe it’s a white mouse or a white rabbit.
I wasted a lot of innocent mice and rabbits, and the key gene fragment must be human.
But I didn’t stop him, and I watched him drag his body, which seemed to be dry fatigue, and disappear in the doorway.
Late one night, he came back and told me that he had found me a large experimental group.
My heart sank. He
secretly found someone to hack into the surveillance video of the water supply company in the neighboring city, and saw him wearing a cap and pouring a large barrel of reagent into the water supply outlet.
Their minds are blank. If they succeed, they can open the dome. If they fail, they will die inside and outside the dome.
But the fiance said, “If you want to succeed, you have to pay something. Think about your parents.”.
I was silent.
My parents used to float out of the dome, clinging to life, until they ran out of energy they could find and died slowly.
The fiance finally exhausted his last ounce of strength, and on the edge of the dome, he hung one hand on the edge and the other on the transparent and solid wall of the dome.
I don’t know if he wants to go out or break the dome.
I suddenly remembered the girl. After
struggling with my thoughts, I thought I sent her a video and a text message to remind her to stay in her home and not go out.
This is a new genetic sequence made of medicine, I can not control the human body after infection, but at least, she is such a good girl, do not be injured by external forces, I know how to protect her.
I followed her shopping, and I could detect subtle changes in her.
At first, I thought it was a good thing that her sense of smell had become very sensitive, and that it was part of my design to cultivate a creature with developed senses.
She stayed at home with me when the outside world became chaotic, as I expected.
But the status quo that always fails to meet expectations makes me upset.
I often hide in my room, where I secretly install a barrier machine to make sure that I am safe. Sometimes
I don’t have the heart to let her come in and watch the play with me and breathe some special air. At least I feel better.
But she doesn’t like it.
I understand that every cell in her body is changing every day. Many people in this city are changing. Some changes are obvious, some are well adapted, and the data is constantly transmitted to me. I hide in my room and watch the laboratory test data remotely in many quiet nights.
I guess when she is sleeping, she will see many colorful mosaics, quiet and shining mosaics, which are my gifts to her. The
sleeping world is dark, boundless and silent, and only these colorful colors can stimulate her dopamine secretion and the death and regeneration of certain brain nerve dendrites.
I thought about stopping the experiment for her, but that nasty cat licked the last of the powder.
I took care to bring her back to the lab. At the edge of the
dome, I opened the door and let her go out by herself.
Her altered genes forced her to yearn for the world outside the dome. Her organs now prefer the strong ultraviolet rays and strange air outside the dome, but she seems to miss something. She is very tired, and the way she can’t speak makes me feel distressed. Did
my parents miss something like this before they left.
Next subject, I’ll do it myself.
[End]
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