I Live in the Interstellar Wilderness to Survive

Chapter 55

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Zombies appeared on Earth.

This is unexpected and bad news for everyone.

Even the system couldn't react to what was going on with this small ball containing zombie flesh and blood.

It was the system that swore to Qi Guang that there were no zombies on Earth. It had cost Qi Guang nearly eight digits of points to conduct a high-precision scan of the entire Earth. Not even a single zombie bug could escape the system's eyes.

But the zombie's piece of flesh appeared like this, and it was not just a small piece, there was a main body behind it that could control the piece of flesh to move.

This time, Qi Guang did not feel the pain of being bitten by zombies. There was no expression on his face. He just watched quietly as the firewood burned out bit by bit, leaving only ashes when the fire was gone.

The flesh and blood were burned to ashes, but the small ball was quite burn-resistant. Only the surface became slightly burnt red, and even the shape did not change.

Qi Guang poked the ball, exchanged it with the system for a light-proof sealed jar and stuffed the ball into it.

Then they dug a deep pit, buried the can in it and compacted it, giving this area separate defense and counterattack permissions, leaving no chance for possible hidden dangers.

Scan for traces of zombies within the scope of Shen City.

Qi Guang once again spent a large amount of points and asked the system to carefully scan the area around him and mark out any possible traces of zombies.

The zombies might have fallen in from the interstellar space, although this possibility instantly lowered his expectations for the entire interstellar space to the lowest level.

When Heath finished changing the pots for the seedlings and watering the strawberries, he saw Qi Guang sitting alone by the door.

His eyes were blank and he said nothing.

There was a strong smell of "keep out" in the air. Heath stopped and then went back.

Trying to get close to him for comfort or to have a conversation at this time would be tantamount to asking for trouble.

Qi Guang closed his eyes as he watched Heath's figure disappear behind the fence.

His stomach was cramping, and he felt an indescribable feeling of suffocation that made him unable to breathe.

It’s like when you were a kid and you worked so hard to stack blocks, but when the last block came down, everything fell down and you lost control of your emotions.

Through the fence, Qi Guang could hear Heath working in the fields. This young man had a mild temper and was good at reading people's expressions. He considerately left Qi Guang some space to calm down.

Qi Guang really needed to calm down a little so that he could have the energy to think about the follow-up.

—The system scanned the Shen City area and found more than a dozen spots that looked like zombies. Even if only one of them had a strong reaction that confirmed it was a zombie, and the others were just weak reactions of minced meat, Qi Guang's alarm would still go off and his scalp would tingle.

Anyone who has experienced the end of the world knows that zombies are like cockroaches. If you find one nearby, it means there are thousands of potential threats.

After a few seconds, Qi Guang rubbed his forehead, which was aching from excessive tension, and called out the system.

He began to significantly upgrade the defense facilities around the house, and added additional high-temperature flamethrowers specifically for zombies.

Although the temperature of the small laser cannon installed is higher, it is used against possible interstellar threats, and zombies are only susceptible to fire attacks.

In addition, Qi Guang also expanded the range that originally only covered the yard to a hundred meters outside the yard, ensuring that he would be aware of any movement in a timely manner, and under the premise that the zombies were moving at full speed, he would have enough time to open the highest level of defense system.

When it comes to defending against zombies, Qi Guang displayed a generosity that shocked the system. He did not even try to bargain with the system due to the large purchase quantity. He just bought the goods with a wave of his hand. This was so decisive that he did not seem like Qi Guang himself.

Spending money can relieve stress, and so can spending points.

Qi Guang's points dropped to zero due to his relentless shopping spree, but sitting in his newly renovated home (not obvious from the surface), the sense of crisis that the doomsday mode was returning was relieved a little.

Qi Guang breathed a sigh of relief and told himself that this was not the end of the world where humans were powerless to resist and only zombies were constantly evolving.

In the apocalypse, humans could still fight to the death against zombies. Now he has more chips in his hand, and the probability of winning will only be higher.

The atmosphere has changed a bit.

Heath pinched his nose and sprinkled some soil to cover the poop on the transplanted seedlings, then looked in the direction of the house, as if he could see a flower through the fence.

Something must have happened to make Qi Guang so nervous.

Heath couldn't guess what had happened, and because Qi Guang's condition was really not right, he couldn't help but focus all his attention on Qi Guang, and he was a little distracted while working.

A passing cat glared at the sparrow that dug up the seedlings in the ground and slapped the ground with its tail in a huff.

It said that such a fat bird should have been eaten long ago. Look at the way it is eating the seedlings. What's the point of keeping it except wasting food!

The cat walked past Heath with its head held high, ignoring him, scratched the wall with its claws, and made sounds calling to the two-legged beasts.

"Meow-"

The sun is shining on your butt!

It’s time for the two-legged creatures to come out and pet it!

But the Twolegged Beast, which usually came out as soon as it was called, made the cat wait for a long time today. The cat slapped the Twolegged Beast's calf with its tail in dissatisfaction, and the Twolegged Beast grabbed its tail and stroked it twice.

"Be good." Qi Guang looked unhappy, but he still forced himself to rub the cat's big scarf and felt his hands full of fur.

Spring is here, and so is the shedding season.

Stroking fur can make people feel relaxed, but stroking a hand full of stray fur will make you feel less happy.

Qi Guang brushed off the hair on his hands and took out his homemade brush - the wild boar meat he caught was not tasty, but its skin and bristles were quite useful.

He arranged the pig bristles, used heated rosin as adhesive, and tied two circles of vine rope on the outside to make a sturdy and easy-to-use brush.

The cat was purring when it suddenly realized that the touch of the bipedal beast's touch turned into the sensation of something thin and pointed rubbing against it. It felt itchy and trembled. It turned over and used its paws to hold the bipedal beast's hand.

Needless to say, cats don't like the feel of a brush brushing their fur.

Qi Guang tried again with the brush, but was pushed aside by the cat's claws again.

It seems that this brush can only be used to paint Heath's wings.

Qi Guang put the brush aside, and under the cat's [serious.jpg] gaze, he obediently rubbed layer after layer of the cat's hair with his hands.

It is most comfortable to rub the fur during the molting period.

The cat started purring again, very satisfied with the service of the two-legged beast.

As a long-haired cat guarding a large territory on its own, it can only lick itself and rub against other things during the molting period, causing its mottled hair to look unsightly. However, the group of dogs next door can groom each other, and at this time they can always laugh at its hair that is neither long nor short.

It makes me angry just thinking about it.

While the cat was lying on its belly enjoying the fur-stroking service of the bipedal animal, Gori was not as relaxed and enjoying it as it was.

Just like the cat said, dogs will groom each other during the molting period. Although we don't have a barbed tongue like a cat's, we can rub against each other, and when we play and have fun, the hair will be everywhere, and many stray hairs hidden deep in the fur will be cleaned up.

All dogs shed a lot. Don't be fooled by the big yellow and black dogs, whose fur is short and close to the skin. When they shed, the tiny hairs will go straight into the nose. Add to that the long fur of the Samoyed and greyhound that rustles like snow, and you will feel your nose itchy and want to sneeze.

Gori couldn't stand it any longer and moved away a little.

—This is not right.

The Curly-haired dog is the only one in the pack that basically does not shed, but it is always the most excited to rub around in the fur. The other dogs also indulge the Curly-haired dog's high-pitched "woof woof woof" and bump into them like little cannonballs.

This is a limited time for fun during the molting period, and the Poodle will never miss it.

Its companions are either serious or solemn, and it cannot play with the more lively Samoyeds. Every year, the only time it can give full play to its easily excited nature is during the molting season. If it plays too much, it will not be bullied by the big dogs above it.

So today, the dogs were playing the game of jumping on each other for a while, and suddenly they realized that the most active curly-haired dog was nowhere to be seen, so they all turned their eyes to a place a few meters away.

—The curly-haired dog was lying there in an unprecedented upright posture, watching from a distance with no intention of approaching at all.

The dogs looked at each other in surprise, and even the Samoyed stopped playing.

They muttered something and walked towards the poodle.

Looking at the dogs that were several times larger than him surrounding him, Gori tensed his body and the hair on his back was about to stand up.

This body can't run fast and doesn't have much strength, so it has no chance of winning if it goes head-on against a few dogs.

But his brain seemed to be stuffed with paste. The intelligence that he was proud of could not be utilized at all. At this moment, he fell into a state of confusion.

Gore took the opportunity to jump out - he had no consciousness left to protect his brother, but without Gori's suppression, he immediately let himself go and wanted to taste the taste of those dogs.

He was extremely hungry. The hunger that came from his soul overwhelmed all his rationality and made him think only of delicious blood food.

The "it" hiding in the body of the curly-haired dog was also very scared. It knew that it could not beat those big dogs, and it did not want to hurt its companions.

The big yellow dog came closer, went around to the back and sniffed the curly-haired dog's butt, then let out a soft bark despite being hit in the face by the curly-haired dog's tail.

"Woo?"

Are you okay

Of course there is something.

"It" showed its fangs uncontrollably and tried desperately to close its open mouth.

No… you can’t.

At this moment, it was not known whether it was Gori's voice or its own voice speaking, but it suddenly felt relieved, and its mouth "clicked" and closed as it thought.

It hummed softly again, and its vocal cords vibrated to make the sound.

Nothing... Hungry...

It worked.

The other dogs didn't suspect anything and laughed at its greed, then happily decided to end the game and go find some food.

And that second of freedom ended, as Gori regained his composure and regained control of his body.

"It" shrank back into the imperceptible depths again, and could only transmit Gori's commands to the body.

The dogs were discussing where to go hunting. The poodle wagged his tail and stood up, his throat conveying Goree's voice truthfully.

“Woo—”

Shall we go over there

The dogs know which side is over there, where they can catch white bleating crickets. If you are lucky in this season, you will catch newborn bleating crickets, whose meat is tender and delicious.

It is right next to the territory of the lame cat. That cat is really fierce and they might fight if they meet.

Moreover, the journey is quite far, spanning their territory, and it takes two days to get there.

The dogs were whispering to each other, and considering that the curly-haired dog was a little abnormal today and might be in poor health, they all agreed to satisfy the curly-haired dog's wish to eat baa-mea.

The dogs shook their fur and walked towards Meimee in high spirits.

Meanwhile, Qi Guang was planning his schedule.

While digging the soil, sowing seeds and carrying out spring plowing in an orderly manner, zombies are added to the survival plan as unfavorable conditions and the subsequent mission objectives are adjusted.

The minced meat separated from the zombies does not have a strong infectious ability. Upgrading the house's defenses is to prevent the possibility of being infected too quickly and being surrounded by zombies.

But passive defense is no match for active attack. The only outcome of just waiting to be overwhelmed by zombies is Qi Guang knowing that he must deal with possible threats before the infection spreads.

Currently, the system scanned only one isolated spot of strong zombie reaction.

one.

The point farthest from him.

Qi Guang stared at the bright red dot on the simple map and clenched the bamboo shovel in his hand.

The other eighteen dots were faint in color, and were just pieces of meat with poor mobility that were controlled by instinct.

As long as you have a little defensive awareness and can run and set fire, you can easily destroy it.

A fire thing.

Qi Guang was thinking about something and his hands slowed down. Heath squatted beside him with the seeds in his hand. He glanced at Qi Guang who was distracted, and dug a hole to bury the seeds by himself.

Qi Guang's attention shifted to Heath.

It seems that Heath said... He was studying in a military school in Interstellar

So... maybe there is still some fighting ability

Qi Guang once again placed Heath on the scale of trust and weighed him slowly.

The author has something to say: Heath: Thank the zombies, otherwise I might never be able to catch up with Yingying's winner face in this life

Give kisses to the little angels, and they will also drop small red envelopes today~

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