'But, if you plan to build a new base, I suggest you to find another place. This place isn't ideal.' Lin Qiao continued writing.
Yuan Tianxing made eye-contact with Lin Feng and then asked, "Why?"
This place was a remote county. Only a small number of zombies existed here, so it would only require a small effort to clean them out. This place wasn't far away from the Sea City Base, so if anything happened, they could go to them for help.
Lin Qiao wrote, 'You are just a small group of people, and most of you are weak. It'll be easy for the others to attack you if you're staying here. So, in my opinion, you should find a zombie city. As we're working together, we can build you a fence wall made of zombies.'
Yuan Tianxing rested his chin on his palm and spent a moment thinking. He was nearly convinced by Lin Qiao.
Zombie cities were the places with the largest numbers of zombies. Back in the old world, these places were busy large cities, and the people who lived there had high standards of living. The tall buildings in zombie cities were very suitable for living. People had great chances of finding untouched ice storage with lots of food in them, along with some intact supplies.
Currently, the bases would send armies when they needed to enter zombie cities to collect supplies, because they had to deal with waves of zombie crowds and all sorts of high-level zombies among them.
In a large zombie city, the number of level-five zombie leaders could be big, and even zombie kings and queens might exist.
Hence, while normally entering zombie cities, level-seven base leaders would lead their armies themselves to guarantee relatively lower casualties and good harvests.
Both Yuan Tianxing and Lin Feng had thought about all sorts of possibilities. But unlike them, Mrs. Lin and Lin Wenwen didn't quite understand why Lin Qiao suggested them to leave this place and find another place to build their base.
'Go find a large city that no one has set foot in after the apocalypse. We'll clean up the zombies. If any higher level zombie shows up, we'll take it out. As for ordinary zombies, we'll drive them to the outer circle. You'll be able to find a nice place in that city to build your base'—Lin Qiao wrote.
Yuan Tianxing looked at Lin Feng to ask him about his opinion through his eyes. Lin Feng glanced at him, but stayed silent.
Lin Qiao erased the lines she wrote, then continued writing, 'In a zombie city, you can find the best-preserved supplies, and the environment is more habitable for human beings. As long as we're with you, you don' need to be afraid of the zombies.'
The last sentence was the point. After reading that, Lin Feng slightly nodded to Yuan Tianxing.
"Okay, I agree with you…" Yuan Tianxing said, "as long as we can deal with the zombie crowds. We can also use the zombies to defend ourselves. We'll spend a long time building our new base, so it'll be nice if we can put the zombies to use."
Lin Feng nodded in agreement.
As both Lin Feng and Yuan Tianxing had agreed, Lin Qiao sighed in relief.
At that point, Mrs. Lin looked at Tongtong and asked, "May I ask what's the story of this kid?"
In the post-apocalyptic era, children were considered as the future of mankind, equally precious as women. Therefore, seeing Tongtong staying with two zombies, the roomful of human beings all couldn't help but ask about him.
As someone mentioned Tongtong, Junjun immediately showed a nervous look. She popped her pale gray eyes and held Tongtng tighter.
"Hm…em…Ma… You're hurting me…" As Junjun squeezed Tongtong unwittingly, the boy twisted his body and complained.
Hearing that, she came back to her senses and realized that she was too nervous.
Lin Qiao turned around to look at Junjun, then shook her head to comfort the latter. After that, she turned back and wrote, 'The boy is her son. When I found them, Junjun had just turned into a zombie, while Tongtong had been starving for days.'
The clipboard wasn't large enough, so Lin Qiao wrote a paragraph to show the group of people, then erased it and continued writing, 'However, Junjun kept the boy from being eaten by other zombies. I saved Tongtong with my lake water. Don't worry, she won't hurt Tongtong, because he's her child.'
She didn't tell the group of human beings that Junjun had lost her memories, and that she didn't know for sure if Tongtong was really her son or not.
The others glanced at each other and felt slightly relieved.
"But, you're zombies, and you don't need to eat. So how do you…feed the child?" Lin Wenwen couldn't help but ask.
'I found some vegetables and meat. We cook for him. Don't worry, those foods won't hurt human beings.' Lin Qiao wrote in response.
The group of people looked at each other with surprise. Judging by Tongtong's energetic look, the food he had been eating should be fine.
"The child needs some carbohydrates to grow." Mrs. Lin said kindly, "It sounds like you've never fed him with rice before. We have rice gruel here. Later on at meal time, we'll send some to you, if you don't mind."
As Mrs. Lin only offered to send some rice gruel but didn't ask her to let Tongtong stay with her and her family, Junjun sighed with relief. The child did need some carbohydrates. Lin Qiao had been providing him with meat and vegetables, but staple food was also necessary, as lacking carbohydrates would cause a bad influence on a child's development.
Junjun slightly bent toward Mrs. Lin to show gratitude.
'Thank you!' Lin Qiao wrote on the clipboard, 'In return, come and find me when you need the lake water.'
The group of people nodded.
Lin Qiao roughly scheduled the meeting regarding the establishment of the new base which would take place tomorrow, then returned to her room with Junjun. But before leaving, she told Lin Feng, Yuan Tianxing, and the others to relax and rest; as long as she was there, no zombies at or under level-four would dare to come inside this building.
…
Back in the zombies' room, Junjun put Tongtong on the bed. Qiu Lili hadn't come back yet; she had probably gone somewhere to play.
Abruptly, Junjun took over the clipboard from Lin Qiao's hands and then wrote, 'Why didn't you tell them your real name? Isn't your name Lin Qiao?'
Lin Qiao's zombie friends all knew that her name was Lin Qiao because she had told them so when she met them. They also knew why she had come to find Lin Feng and his people, as they were her family.
Lin Qiao looked at Junjun, then took over the clipboard and wrote, 'Lu Tianyu is also a real name…It's the name of this body.'
Junjun looked at her confusedly. She didn't know what Lin Qiao meant, neither did she know that the leader of the Hades Base was also named Lin Qiao. Perhaps, she used to know about that, but she couldn't remember a thing now.
Junjun had no idea that Lin Qiao was using Lu Tianyu's body.
Lin Qiao saw her confused look, also sensing her thoughts. So, she wrote, 'You don't need to write. I can sense all your thoughts. This body isn't my body, and this face isn't my face.'
Finishing writing, she touched her own face. Then somehow, her hand went to the top of her head.
She felt a little speechless, as she had already touched her head more than five times today.