Yu Qingxian walked on, burying the remains along the way.
She buried the scattered limbs under the road and covered any heads she encountered.
After all, even just limbs couldn't confirm that the zombie was truly dead.
But if it was just a head or half a head, it was likely deceased.
After walking for two more days, Yu Qingxian finally saw no more dismembered remains, which relieved her.
She was almost becoming a mole spirit herself.
Thankfully, after burying a few people, she had put some entrenching tools in her luggage.
Otherwise, digging with her hands would have truly turned her into a mole spirit.
The further north Yu Qingxian went, the hotter the weather became.
Even on rainy days, the temperature could reach over 30 degrees Celsius.
No wonder Yu Qingxian felt withered and drained, even when it rained without sunlight.
She wanted to point at her luggage and ask why it wasn't moving.
It had been nearly half a month without a single sunny day.
So her luggage hadn't turned on in half a month.
She could only drag it along.
But at that moment, Yu Qingxian really didn't want to move.
She arrived at a county town and passed by a bedding store.
The store had large floor-to-ceiling glass windows.
A large bed stood in front of the glass, looking very comfortable.
Yu Qingxian stood under the eaves, leaned against the glass for a while, then pushed open the door and went inside.
No zombies had been there, and the shop was empty.
Yu Qingxian set her luggage beside the bed, pulled back the covers, took off her shoes and clothes, and lay down.
It was soft and felt nice.
Yu Qingxian slept until late that night.
When she woke up, the rain outside had stopped.
She checked her phone—it was already 3 AM.
The battery was almost drained too.
If the sun didn't come out soon, Yu Qingxian really couldn't go any further.
Of course, not physically, but psychologically.
Yu Qingxian lay on the bed and looked out the glass. She saw the moon in the sky.
That meant today would be sunny.
Finally, she could bask in the sunlight.
She felt like she might have gotten moldy all over.
In any case, she really needed the sun.
A zombie needing the sun—if she said that out loud, she might scare other zombies to death.
What zombie likes the sun?
...
Of course, that included Yu Qingxian herself.
A few hours ago, Yu Qingxian had still been looking forward to the sun, but a few hours later, she couldn't help but open her umbrella.
She had just experimented—after less than an hour in the sun, Yu Qingxian felt pain.
This shocked her.
She thought zombies couldn't feel pain.
But being exposed to too much sunlight would make her whole body ache.
No wonder those zombies didn't want to get sunburned.
Sunlight was a germicide!
Oh, right!
Zombies became zombies by getting infected with a virus.
So zombies feared the sun.
Before, Yu Qingxian thought zombie stories just made that up for fun, but zombies really were afraid of sunlight.
And it wasn't the corpses themselves that feared sunlight, but the virus controlling the corpses.
Of course, the virus also feared high temperatures.
So if the temperature was too high, the zombies' activity would decrease.
If the Earth's temperature rose to 50 or 60 degrees Celsius, wouldn't all the zombies die?
No, no, zombies could be killed, but wouldn't such high temperatures kill all humans too?
That kind of thought wasn't good—it would wipe out all life on this planet!
Yu Qingxian walked with her umbrella, watching the light flashing on her luggage.
She hadn't ridden it when it could have turned on, but planned to let the sun fully charge the battery first.
At least when it was full, it could last a little longer.
If it suddenly rained for another 10 days or so, she'd have to re-experience those previous days.
Although she really disliked the sun, she could at least shield herself with an umbrella.
Without the sun, her luggage would truly have no power.
Yu Qingxian didn't set out until noon.
When she passed by a river, she found the water level had risen significantly, with many corpses floating in it.
There were zombie corpses, zombie animal corpses, and mutated animal corpses.
Some floated downstream, while others washed up on the shore.
When Yu Qingxian walked by, she startled a swarm of flies.
But the flies avoided her rather than swarming toward her.
Yu Qingxian felt she had made the right decision to soak herself in medicated bathwater.
But then again, with the corpses soaked on the riverbank, wouldn't that breed infectious diseases?
Yu Qingxian stood by the river, which had flooded over the banks.
That's why these corpses had washed ashore or gotten stuck against trees and buildings.
Yu Qingxian lifted her luggage overhead and walked onto the bridge.
The water on the shore was shallow, only reaching Yu Qingxian's calves.
It seemed the hurricane and rains from half a month ago had taken their toll.
Just this small river had risen so much—she didn't want to imagine what larger rivers looked like.
Yu Qingxian crossed the river.
The reason Yu Qingxian didn't retrieve the corpses from the river was simple:
They had soaked and decomposed.
Any contact would cause the flesh to separate from the bones, which reminded Yu Qingxian of the ramen she had let soak for three hours and forgotten to eat.
And buns that had fallen in water.
So she didn't know how to handle corpses like that.
Those somewhat intact from soaking could be different, but if she tried to retrieve them, the whole corpse would disintegrate.
Could any infectious disease be worse than the zombie virus?
So Yu Qingxian only thought for a second before abandoning the idea of retrieving the corpses.
After crossing the river, Yu Qingxian turned and bowed to the corpses: "Sorry, you'll have to keep soaking."
With that, she turned and left without hesitation.
Her socks, shoes, and pants were wet, but Yu Qingxian wasn't in a hurry to change them.
She had previously wrapped herself up tightly, but no longer needed to avoid humans.
Yu Qingxian changed into her favorite little dress and little leather shoes.
With the warm weather, it was perfect for wearing a pretty little dress.
However, Yu Qingxian looked at her legs and noticed her skin didn't seem as deeply colored as before.
Of course, it was still a bluish-gray.
Before, Yu Qingxian had looked like an eggplant dyed gray—no matter how you looked at it, not a normal human skin color.
But now the color had faded somewhat, like someone whose whole body had been bruised at first.
And now that the bluish-gray had faded, it was turning a bit greenish.
It reminded Yu Qingxian of potatoes left out in the sun.
Why couldn't she have a more normal color?
Well, there were zombies pitch-black in color, so she wasn't that bad off not having turned that shade.
With that thought, Yu Qingxian sat on her luggage and went on her way, umbrella in hand.
Yu Qingxian felt like using an umbrella might be too showy.
Maybe she should wear a sun hat instead?
Thinking of this, Yu Qingxian decided to try it.
After all, she was still wearing clothes, so she just needed to cover her head.
The zombie virus resided in the brain.
So as long as she didn't let her brain overheat, the zombie virus would die off, leaving just a corpse.
Initially, Yu Qingxian hadn't needed a reason to live.
But now, she seemed to have gradually found a little one.
Just a tiny one, of course.
If someone really did come charging at her trying to kill her, she wouldn't resist.
