Wang Kai said, "Lin Fan, can zombies swim? They are playing the music so loud; aren’t they afraid of attracting the zombies?"
Although the apocalypse had developed to this point, many survivors were still unfamiliar with the characteristics of zombies. The only things they knew were that their speed and explosive strength were formidable, their biting power strong, and their craving for living flesh terrifying.
Lin Fan watched the yacht gradually moving away, the joyful dance of the survivors on it imprinting in his eyes, wondering how long they could last. If zombies can’t swim, they really could last a long ti.
River water could be filtered and boiled for drinking.
The river also contained fish that could temporarily satisfy hunger.
"Let’s head back."
An elegant electric car, a journey ho for two people and a dog. The desolate road was not crowded, and except for the occasional growl of zombies, everything else seed serene.
Now, the Sunshine District was safe. Due to the attraction of screeching zombies, those nearby had been drawn here, making the presence of zombies unlikely. However, as ti passed, no one could predict when the wandering zombies might stumble near again.
Returning to the district.
As before,
he would normally ride his Emma electric bike with flyers, going out to seek potential tenants. Yet, he still had things to do, accumulated from yesterday and today.
When leaving the district, Gu Hang stood in front of the iron gate, looking around.
"What are you looking at?" Lin Fan asked.
Gu Hang said, "I’m checking where the iron gate needs improvent. That day, when the zombie horde erupted, I was thinking, if zombies gathered at the gate and pushed against it, how long would this gate last."
"Gu Hang, there’s no need to look, it won’t actually hold," Lin Fan said.
Gu Hang looked at Lin Fan in surprise, then listened as he continued, "A small number of zombies can be stopped, but when their numbers increase, they will crowd and pile up like stacking Arhats, constantly increasing their height. Unless this gate is as tall as a building. No, that’s incorrect, no matter how tall, if there are enough zombies, they’ll still stack up to the corresponding height."
Lin Fan also watched zombie movies.
The zombies he faced were much more formidable than those in movies.
And there were also super-sized zombies whose strength was overwhelming. Even this iron gate felt like it would break at a single blow, offering no resistance, only warding off a few scattered, few zombies.
"This..." Gu Hang realized Lin Fan was speaking the truth, but he didn’t want to give up so easily. Sunshine District was their haven. He had no other skills but wanted to continuously enhance the defensive capabilities of Sunshine District, to bring change to it, to shine his faint light.
"Gu Hang, adding barbed wire to the wall, like you ntioned yesterday, is a very good idea," Lin Fan said, noticing Gu Hang’s disheartened expression and instantly understanding. He had just spoken the harsh truth. He understood that the people he brought here were all good people. Even if they were older, they still wanted to bring help to the district, not beco a burden.
Just like Mrs. Xu, she would farm with Sister Li when no one was sick.
Mrs. Liang, on the other hand, was teaching two children, passing knowledge on to them.
Gu Hang nodded, "The purpose of the barbed wire is mainly to guard against dangerous survivors sneaking in here, but it’s not much use against zombies. That stacking Arhat thing you ntioned just now, I think it could very likely happen. I need to think of a way to solve this."
"Lin Fan, if you’re busy, go ahead. I’ll keep thinking," he replied.
Gu Hang had stubborn opinions on this matter, a habit as a forr soldier. Knowing where the danger lay, how could he just sit by? Even if it ant racking his brain, he’d co up with a solution.
Watching his retreating figure, Lin Fan showed a relieved smile. The scariest part of the apocalypse wasn’t the zombies, nor the morally fallen survivors, but the engulfing loneliness, being idle, the twisting of one’s psyche, and eventually turning into a freak.
Having sothing to do could keep one’s mood joyful and comfortable, so he also hoped Gu Hang would have sothing to do, sothing to think about.
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Xinhua Bookstore.
He couldn’t forget about the children; Tingting and Feifei were eagerly looking forward to his gifts, wanting the test papers. Such small requests must be fulfilled even in the face of wind, rain, or thunder.
He browsed the shelves, as fifth grade was an important phase where the learning content often started to get difficult. Even adults might not co up with answers imdiately.
Mrs. Liang had ntioned during a casual conversation that Feifei was very smart and polite. However, her basis in mathematics was the poorest, other subjects were only diocre at best. Thankfully, so subjects could still be cramd relatively easily; it was only mathematics that required more practice and a bit of insight.
Mathematics was the most important discipline among all, with no other field being able to compete in importance.
Soone once said,
"From the vastness of the universe to the minuteness of particles, the speed of rockets to the cleverness of chemical engineering, the changes of the Earth to the mysteries of biology, the complexities of everyday life—mathematics is used everywhere."
The one who said this was a great mathematician from our country—Hua Luogeng.
A powerful figure.
For Lin Fan, after the apocalypse, he couldn’t do much for civilization and construction. What he could do was pass hope to the next generation, letting them inherit that hope and future, to restore the once-flourishing world.
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