In the following days, because the first batch of people who went to work on the ground returned safely every day, those who had been waiting and watching began to get excited, and more and more people came to the administrator to sign up.
Now there are hundreds of people going to the surface every day, not only to plant, but also to follow the army to disinfect the ruins, or bury the bodies exposed.
Because these jobs were rotated, Feng Chen started working as a corpse carrier after he had finally mastered the skill of using a hoe.
Fortunately, the body only needs to be transported for three days before it can be disinfected.
The bodies on the surface had dried up and looked like black tree roots, gnawed by animals. There weren't that many body bags now, so two people worked together to throw the bodies onto the truck next to them, and then took them to the edge of the city and buried them in a large pit dug by an excavator.
When Feng Chen lifted the corpse for the first time, the body was unrecognizable, and all limbs had been bitten off. All that could be seen was that the person was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and black trousers. He should have been an employee of a company.
He stood aside and couldn't bring himself to do it. His partner became impatient and told him to just go back. So he gritted his teeth and went to lift the legs of the corpse.
But after the first time, it was not so difficult afterwards. He lifted various corpses and threw them onto the truck again and again. There were not many intact corpses. Most of them were either broken arms and legs or had no heads. Some were gnawed by animals and only bones were left.
But the real difficulty is not moving the mummies, but moving the corpses that have not yet become mummies and are in a highly decomposed state in some confined spaces.
Even though the air was filtered by the temperature-isolating suit, he could still smell the nauseating stench of the corpse. The feeling of moving the corpse was something he would never forget.
The fingers first sank into some kind of semi-fluid, stagnating slightly, and then penetrated directly and pressed on the bones. After the body was lifted up, large chunks of brown-black objects fell down, revealing the bones inside that had turned yellow-black.
After throwing the body onto the truck, Feng Chen's fingers couldn't stop shaking. He rubbed and pinched a few fingers repeatedly, but the feeling of being trapped in a semi-liquid could not be shaken off.
The person who was partnered with Feng Chen should not have had a good time either, because unlike the silent Feng Chen, he kept talking, as if this was the only way to vent his emotions: "This kind of skirt is beautiful, and young girls like to wear it the most this year. I prefer the light yellow one. This one is light green, but it's also okay... This should be an old man. My dad loved to wear this kind of sweatshirt when he was alive. He said it was breathable and sweat-absorbent, and the price was cheap..."
Feng Chen didn't stop until he pulled away a piece of brick and stone and saw a curled up body underneath, then he suddenly stopped.
The partner also came over. He didn't notice anything unusual about Feng Chen, and dragged the body out roughly: "I can handle it alone, you go find the others. This is a child, a little boy. This kind of dark blue denim overalls is what little boys like to wear the most. And the pattern on the T-shirt is the one that kids like the most nowadays, called Nunu..."
"Put him down." Feng Chen suddenly said in a hoarse voice.
"ah?"
"Put it down and let me do it." Feng Chen's tone was a little unpleasant.
The partner was stunned, but he also put the body down and walked away muttering: "It's inexplicable, the rebellious period of teenagers..."