After making the decision to build a tree house, Fu Hongyang took action immediately without hesitation.

He first carefully entered and exited the second floor and moved out some furniture, tools, utensils, etc. from his home so that he would not be buried when the building collapsed.

I went in and out one by one, and was so tired that I was sweating all over, and finally brought out what I should have moved out.

The sky was completely dark.

Doudou pulled shit and urine in the tile house. Fu Hongyang shoveled the shit out with a shovel and threw it outside through the wall. I don’t know if it hit a wandering zombie and made a few rapid roars. Amid such roars, Fu Hongyang himself squatted in the corner to solve his personal physical hygiene.

The toilet is outside the yard and I can't go there these days, so he's all in the corner of the wall.

"If the tree house is built and you can defecate directly on the tree, I wonder if it will pollute the quality of life on the upper layer of the tree canopy?" In a trance, he was worried about his future life.

There is no electricity at night, I can't see anything clearly and can't do anything.

Fu Hongyang could only lie in the quilt early, but he was very energetic and could not sleep. The black seeds found on the black tree today and the smog gradually faded, brought him a hint of eager hope that the clouds would clear after the disaster.

A mobile phone was taken out from under the pillow and wanted to turn it on, but the phone was completely out of power.

This made Fu Hongyang particularly depressed. The world's current technology is so advanced that it is difficult to adapt to it after a disaster.

He had no choice but to find a photo to think of his parents and girlfriend. Because all the photos were placed on his mobile phone and online albums, but they were not placed at home. He didn’t even have a pen at home, and there was no way to write a diary.

A college student, I couldn't find a pen after I got home.

It's also ironic.

Gurgle.

The stomach made another sound. This was the first time I had a reaction in my stomach after eating black seeds. Although it did not cause any discomfort, it kept ringing, which made him panic. He unconsciously thought of the monsters parasitic in the human body in "Alien".

"It's a blessing or not a disaster, it's a disaster, you can't escape it. Don't think about it, sleep!"

...

There was the sound of Doudou walking around in the room, there were zombies roaring outside the room, and there was a gurgling reaction in his body.

I don’t know how long it has passed, but the confused Fu Hongyang finally fell asleep.

Then he had a dream.

I dreamed that I had turned into a black bead seed on the black bead tree, growing on the branches and swaying gently with the wind. There was also a black bead next to it. Although it looked just an ordinary black bead, he always thought it was a black dog bead. The huge black bead was as warm as a mother.

As a black seed, he shakes, shakes, and shakes until he opens his eyes.

"Ahem."

The air is still full of burning smoke, which makes the throat pungent.

The drowsy light shone through the glass windows, illuminating the room. After squinting, he found that the black dog Doudou was squatting beside the bed, sticking out his tongue and looking at him.

"It's dawn?"

"Woom!" Doudou wagged her tail hard, looking very energetic, and she couldn't tell at all that it was about to die a day ago.

Fu Hongyang rubbed Doudou's head and signaled Doudou to play while playing. Then he fed some water from the bucket, brushed his teeth in cold water, and washed his face in cold water.

This chilly spring season should be severe early and late, but after the smog disaster comes, it is like covering the world with a quilt, warm as spring - probably this is the only benefit brought by the disaster.

After washing up.

I looked at the wall clock, and it was only six:30 in the morning.

The sound of my stomach was no longer groaning, but the feeling of hunger was vaguely revealed: "It seems that the 'nutrient' brought by the black seed yesterday had been exhausted, so I have to find something to eat again... I wonder if I can go out and get something to eat from someone else's house?"

It's hard to go out, and the zombies haven't left.

But if you can't go out, you can't get food...

He turned his gaze to the lively black dog Doudou, and looked carefully for a while before turning to the black saus in the yard: "I don't know if those black sausage seeds that do not exude fragrance can be eaten... they are all fruits from a tree, so they should be able to eat them, right?"

one way or another.

It's not time to end.

So after twisting his neck, he began the unfinished work last night and continued to organize the materials for the tree house. He took apart all kinds of tools, furniture and utensils into materials that might be used, and prepared ropes, wires, wooden sticks, buckets, sheets, etc.

Exhausted and sweaty.

Don’t use a machete on the waist of your pants, then climb up the trunk of the black tree to find a suitable place to make a tree house. By the way, observe the thinness of the haze and find that it has become a little lighter, which gave him the impetus to continue to create a tree house. As for the zombies that are still shaking outside the wall, let it go for the time being.

Anyway, the mural trees are getting thicker and thicker, and no matter how hard the zombies shake, they can't shake them.

"The leaves of the black slab are too lush, so you have to cut off a little, otherwise it will block my climbing." Carrying the machete that was used to chop wood at home, Fu Hongyang began to cut down too lush branches.

Trouble and make half an hour on the tree, carefully compare and choose, and barely find a branch with two branches with similar heights to build a tree house.

In his design, the tree house is more like a large bird's nest.

Anyway, I just stayed for a few days to wait for rescue, so I didn’t pursue any comfort, and he didn’t even think about it when it rained. Even if I thought about it, it was useless. Without the materials at hand, it would be difficult for a good cook to cook without rice.

"Dry!"

"It's just covered here!"

He gestured with his hands to conceive the construction method of the tree house: "First tie the wire between these two branches, it is best to add a few sticks to support it, and then lay a quilt; the branches here just happen to be tied to the branches there, and use the wire to pull the net to prevent falling from the side."

Basically, a "wall" is "blured" between every two branches, and several walls are flattened together to form a simple tree house.

The idea is quite simple and the production process does not seem to be complicated.

However, when Fu Hongyang really brought the materials up and was about to start drying, he realized what it means to know and do it difficult. Just tying iron wire is enough for him to eat a pot, especially if the iron wire is tied firmly, it is necessary to tie knots. This whole morning was wasted on how to twist the iron wire.

And even more depressing things also happened - there was not enough wire.

There was only one roll of iron wire at home. After he tied three branches, he found that the iron wire was completely exhausted. However, there were two branches that needed to be tied to iron wire, otherwise it would not be firm at all.

"This...ah, remove a few wires that don't need to be too strong and switch to these two branches."

My hands were worn out, and it was not until three o'clock in the afternoon to tie all the wires. Then I started to place wooden boards, sticks and other supporting materials. Without wire binding, I could only remove the wires at home to tie them. This part was relatively simple, and I finished it at five o'clock in the afternoon.

"Woom!"

Doudou, the black dog, had nothing to do, and he just walked around the yard for a day.

Fu Hongyang shook his already sore arms, rubbed his stomach, which had become hungry again, and took off a few black seeds as big as fists.

Throw it to Doudou: "Come on, try the taste."

This is probably one of the strength Doudou can contribute - tasting.

But Doudou smelled the black seeds and turned her head and walked away, without any intention of trying. No matter how many times Fu Hongyang feeds it, it still refused to eat the black seeds.

Fu Hongyang was so angry that he directly squeezed a black seed: "Was the use of a useless dog, what do you want!"
Chapter completed!