my doomsday wish list

Chapter 10 Wish List
It's getting late.

Live in apartment.

Zheng Xun pushed open the bathroom door and wiped his wet hair.

Just after taking a shower, I checked my body by the way and confirmed that there were no bite marks on my body.

He stepped over the garbage and sundries all over the floor and walked to the table.

Move the sundries on the countertop to one side, leaving a clean corner.

Pick up a pack of plastic bags, take out the box, and put it on the desk.

I went out to toss around just now, and there is only this box of well-packed birthday cakes left.

He opened the box and carefully took out the birthday cake, which was well preserved in shape.

This is a 4-inch 'Lucky Yobak' Matcha Cheesecake.

This is also Zheng Xun's favorite taste.

The taste is slightly bitter, which well neutralizes the sweetness of the cream.

The cake was placed on the table, and Zheng Xun took out candles in the shapes of "1" and "7", inserted them on the surface of the cake, and lit the candles.

Looking at the flickering candlelight, he closed his eyes and was quiet for a while.

After making his wish, Zheng Xun opened his eyes and blew out the candle.

Sit at the table, hold a knife and fork, and start enjoying the birthday cake.

His eyes quietly looked out the window.

The rays of light outside the window are gradually getting late, and the lights in the city were once brightly lit, but now they are fragmented, and the bustle and noise of the past are no longer there.

"The rooms with the lights on."

"I don't know if it was lit by the survivors who survived."

"The building was empty and I forgot to turn off the lights."

He forked a piece of cake covered in milkshake and put it into his mouth. The sweetness melted in his mouth.

It's too quiet around.

The sound of traffic outside the window disappeared, the loud music next door disappeared, the sound of couples fighting upstairs disappeared, and the sound of mahjong downstairs disappeared.

Zheng Xun's heart gradually calmed down, and his eyes unconsciously looked farther away.

In the sky far away from the city, raging flames can still be seen vaguely.

He understands that there may be thousands of survivors struggling to escape the city of Seoul.

Whether you drive by car, take a boat, take a plane, or even walk, as long as you can leave this city of death, it seems like you can escape from hell.

But Zheng Xun knew that hell is everywhere.

According to past experience in dealing with public crises, the whole of South Korea may be classified as an isolation zone by the international community.

Any human beings or even creatures who want to leave South Korea and enter other places will probably have to go through layers of strict screening.

Moreover, the situation outside of South Korea is unknown.

Since the mutated virus can sweep across South Korea, the virus may also travel across the ocean with planes and ships and spread to other countries.

If the world falls, it doesn't make a difference where you go.

in contrast.

Blindly panicked crowds are far more terrifying than hordes of zombies.

If a zombie crisis suddenly breaks out among the large-scale refugees, they will fall into extreme panic.

People become hysterical, trample on each other, tear each other apart, and even harm others for their own selfish interests.

If he joined the fleeing army, he probably didn't die at the mouth of the zombies, but at the feet of the surrounding crowd.

In order to control the situation, the South Korean National Army will mercilessly carry out the order of the United States and abandon unarmed humans.

For Zheng Xun, at this most chaotic moment.

Instead of running around like a headless fly asking for help, it is better to stay at home quietly and be prepared to fight a protracted battle.

Thinking of the protracted war, Zheng Xun realized that the situation was still not optimistic.

Although he is immune to zombie attacks, this does not mean that he has no worries at all.

In the face of the end of the world, all people are equal.

Because there is an existential crisis in front of mankind.

And he just has a greater chance of survival than others.

Cutoffs of water and electricity, lack of food, trace elements, fruits, vegetables, cereals, and even physiological needs are all urgent problems to be solved.

Zheng Xun tasted the sweet cake, but his mind was not at all on the sweet taste.

he thought.

There are a few important points to consider before the city comes to a complete standstill.

First of all, we must find a suitable survival base. If conditions permit, we should choose as many such survival bases as possible.

The Cunning Rabbit still has three caves. As Zheng Xun, who can wander among the zombies, he also needs to find a few more hiding places to deal with emergencies.

Mountains, islands, basements, etc. are all good ideal bases.

Second, living supplies should also be adequately stocked.

Whether it is food for now, crops that can be planted in the future, or even poultry, some need to be kept in captivity.

Generators, diesel engines, fuel, etc. are also essential supplies.

As a modern person, he has completely degenerated into a farming life, and he feels that he cannot adapt.

"There are still many things to prepare for."

Zheng Xun couldn't help but sigh, moving house is hard work, especially in the end of the world.

Fortunately, there is still plenty of time. The current situation is chaotic, so we have to wait at least for a while.

The more zombies there are, the safer it is for him to move.

I have been thinking about my future life for a while, but right now I seem to have nothing to do.

No longer busy with work-study work, this was the first time he sat quietly at home.

In the past, when I got home, I basically dealt with some food casually, and fell asleep when I was so tired.

Whether it is the heavy academic pressure, long hours of part-time work and staying up late, or participation in clinical drug experiments, it is greatly damaging his physical and mental health.

"From now on, only yourself will be better to yourself"

With this thought in mind, Zheng Xun picked up the last piece of cake and put it into his mouth.

After eating, lean back in the chair.

He looked around the room. Debris was everywhere. Various drink bottles and snack bags were scattered everywhere. It was no different from a small garbage dump.

"Let's clean the room first. Change your mood."

Zheng Xun stood up, took out a roll of garbage bags from the cabinet, began to clean up the leftover garbage on the table, and dumped all the garbage into the bag.

As he worked hard to clean up the room, bags of garbage were packed and piled up at the door.

The room became visibly clean.

Zheng Xun straightened up and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The rubbish on the surface has been cleaned up in sevens and eights, and the things in the drawers and cabinets still need to be sorted out.

He opened a drawer under the desk and saw some documents, papers and notepads inside.

Pick out some things like report cards and throw them away, and put the remaining documents back in their place.

He picked up the black leather bound notepad.

The cover is wrinkled and cracked because it has been left for too long.

He dusted off the surface and opened one of the pages.

Wednesday, November 2015, 7, the weather was fine.

Home alone again.

If only I had a younger sister.

It might not be so lonely at home.

2020 3 Month 17 Day.

It's been almost a month in the room.

I really want to go to an amusement park.

Even if I try a thrilling bungee jumping, I won’t hesitate.

2020 6 Month 9 Day.

I am going to study in South Korea soon.

I watched some Korean variety shows and they were quite funny.

As long as the patient's family is beautiful enough, even the dead can be revived.

July 2021

EDG actually won the championship.

It seems that being a professional e-sports player in South Korea doesn’t make much money.

Even a model worker like Da Fei is very diligent and thrifty
Zheng Xun glanced at it casually, and found that what was written in the diary were some wild thoughts that used to be written, and now it looks naive.

"It's kind of fun."

He took the diary, sat back at the desk, and read it after a long absence.

Gradually, an idea was born in my heart.

This idea was like a ignited spark, lighting up his long-silent inner world.

It's like wanting to eat a cake on your birthday.

It's simple and satisfying.

Before, he was so overwhelmed with life that he never really cared about himself.

And now, the zombie apocalypse is coming.

As long as he wants, the whole of Seoul can be a playground.

The place where the zombies are everywhere is his home field.

He didn't want his past wishes to turn into regrets again and become dusty in a corner of his heart.

To do this, he needs to make a wish list.

A doomsday wish list of your own.

(End of this chapter)