BC Chapter 45

“It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand, you just need to know one thing. As long as the sun is still shining outside, you don’t have to worry about the power supply here. The water is from our own well, groundwater.” Jiang Juncheng’s personality was very outgoing, and seeing that Lu Ziming and Zhou Yuanyuan were confused, she explained with a smile in a concise manner.

“Aren’t you worried that we might have ulterior motives?” Zhou Yuanyuan looked at the Jiang family, which could be called the safest place in the entire Qingshui City, and asked Jiang Juncheng with some concern. This older sister looked heroic, but she always felt that she was too straightforward and kind. Obviously, such a person is most easily used and framed in the current situation full of crises.

“I still prefer to trust young women, because young women are less experienced in the world and are less likely to harbor evil intentions. Secondly, their physical strength is generally lower. Even if they fight, I am confident that I can protect myself. Of course, if you are the kind of special beings who have harbored malice since childhood and are super strong, I can only consider myself unlucky. After all, I can’t include all people in the category of bad people because of my own selfish suspicions, and then choose to watch people die constantly in front of me.” Jiang Juncheng took out a box of orange juice from the refrigerator, filled three empty glasses on the bar-like long table, waved to the two girls, and signaled them to come over and sit down. “However, don’t think that I’m the kind of do-gooder who treats everyone equally, without even the most basic ability to recognize and judge people. If you think so, I can only say that you are too young.”

Lu Ziming and Zhou Yuanyuan looked at each other after hearing Jiang Juncheng’s words. Indeed, if Jiang Juncheng was the kind of vase socialite that people would complain about, how would they explain the fact that she appeared in front of them like a heavenly soldier, rescuing them so dashingly?

Just looking at the tools in the work area of this “underground fortress”, the equipment she brought out just now, and this chaotic workbench, one could guess that the woman in front of them was not ordinary tough, and her hands-on ability was definitely super strong among women.

The scene of these three people sitting together calmly chatting and communicating would have been basically impossible before the zombie crisis: a high school delinquent who didn’t want to study, a small office worker who was content with mediocrity and didn’t seek advancement, and a rich second-generation socialite who didn’t follow the usual path. It had to be said that although the three could be regarded as outliers in their respective classes, they were unlikely to have any intersection with each other. Especially for a socially anxious person like Lu Ziming—although she could go out to work like a normal person, she basically wouldn’t interact with people if she had a choice. If possible, it would be best not to talk at all, and treat each other as air when they met.

Although not severely socially anxious, she just had one more ability than socially anxious people: the ability to go out and earn money freely.

But now these three people were gathered together, drinking orange juice, and the topics they were talking about had nothing to do with what ordinary women cared about. The three were now discussing information about zombies.

In order not to confuse the main issues, Jiang Juncheng also brought her tablet computer, opened the drawing function, and wrote down the questions that everyone was concerned about one by one. First, she asked questions, and then the three summarized the answers, so that they could sort out the current situation more intuitively.

The first question was, how did the zombie virus appear?

The second question was, how is the virus transmitted?

The third question was, why do zombies mutate?

The fourth question was, what is an effective way to kill zombies?

The fifth question was, how wide is the range of the zombie virus?

The sixth question was, what is the appropriate way to survive? Escape the city? Or wait for rescue?

First, obviously, none of the three knew how the zombie virus appeared. Now that there was no news from the national level, no one could be sure of the answer to this question.

Second, the methods that the three could summarize now were wounds, blood, and saliva, that is, contact transmission, rather than respiratory or aerosol-like airborne transmission.

Third, in the process of transmission, the virus produces differences due to the different physical conditions of each receptor, the different resistance of the immune system, and the different chemical reactions produced after the virus combines with the cells of the receptor itself. As for the strength of the virus after combination, it also depends on the receptor’s condition. Moreover, the virus transmitted once is different from the virus transmitted the second time. The external manifestations produced after each individual is infected are also different.

Fourth, currently, the most effective method is to blow their heads off, and the second best is to destroy the main location of the central nervous system, such as the cervical spine and lumbar spine.

Fifth, Jiang Juncheng said that during the initial period, she searched for private radio stations in other cities. The situation was similar to that in Qingshui City. At least Linfeng City and Shengan City in the vicinity had been confirmed to be in a state of ruin.

Sixth, from the current point of view, if Linfeng City and Shengan City have also been affected as Jiang Juncheng said, it can be basically determined that the surrounding cities must have suffered from varying degrees of virus infection. That is to say, regardless of whether a national rescue team comes later, everyone must work hard to survive in the current situation, and more living means more hope.

“Cough cough.” While the three were discussing the above issues, Lu Ziming’s cheeks slowly burned up, and she couldn’t help but cough twice.

“This orange juice is a non-alcoholic drink, just a beverage, how come you seem drunk?” Jiang Juncheng picked up the bottle of orange juice and looked at it, confirming that she had not taken out fruit wine, and said.

Zhou Yuanyuan’s heart tightened, and she nervously reached out to touch Lu Ziming’s forehead. Sure enough, she had a fever. She thought for a while and said apologetically to Jiang Juncheng, “Lu Ziming hasn’t rested well recently and feels a bit feverish. Sister Jiang, where is the place to wash up here? It’s best to let her clean up and then have a good rest.”

“Oh, like this… the bathroom is at the corner over there. By the way, you can turn on the water heater for washing up. There is water and electricity here, so don’t worry.” Jiang Juncheng listened to Zhou Yuanyuan’s words without suspecting anything else, and instead enthusiastically told the two that they could rest assured and wash up well. “I’ll go get you two blankets.” As she spoke, she turned and left.

At this time, Lu Ziming only felt a little top-heavy. The conversation between the two was clearly in her ears, but it was like a layer of film, blurry and making it difficult for her to hear clearly. She laboriously supported herself on the bar table, her head so heavy that she only wanted to fall down.