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    A loud scream broke the morning silence: "Ah¡ª"

    The members of the survivor team were awakened one after another, and got up all at once: "What's wrong?"

    "What happened?"

    "Is it surrounded by zombies?"

    When everyone followed the sound and looked over, they all opened their eyes wide and gasped!

    Not far away, a zombie stood on one foot, holding a shoe in his hand, and awkwardly put it on his foot.

    The rotten area on his body was very large, and the rotten flesh drooped and wobbled, as if it would fall off in the next moment.  However, one foot stood firmly, and there was no sign of falling down.

    Holding a shoe in his hand, he put it on his foot clumsily, persistently, and persistently.

    "My shoes! He stole my shoes!" The screaming team member finally stopped screaming, holding his bare foot, pointing at the zombie, his face full of horror.

    He woke up early in the morning and found that his feet were chilly. When he opened his eyes, the shoes were gone!  At this moment, he heard the low roar of a zombie not far away, and when he looked back, he saw his shoe, which was grabbed by a zombie who didn't know when it came, and was going towards his foot.  set.

    "I must be dreaming." A team member patted his forehead and shook his head vigorously.

    The expressions of other people gradually became complicated.

    Everyone is awake.  Surrounded in one place, watching the zombie struggling to wear shoes not far away.

    He moved clumsily and slowly, and the shoe couldn't be put on anyway. There was a low growl in his throat, and he didn't know whether it was annoyance, anxiety, or impatience.

    One minute passed, two minutes passed five minutes passed, and the zombie still didn't put his shoes on his feet.  He insisted on putting it on, and let out a low growl in his throat.

    At this time, everyone's fear was gone, and some people took out a handful of edamame they had hidden, eating and looking at it.

    Ten minutes passed, twenty minutes passed, half an hour passed, and the zombie was still putting on his shoes persistently.

    At this time, only a small number of people were still watching, and everyone else was cleaning the pot, starting the stove, and started cooking.

    "Has he put it on?" A team member who was far away asked loudly.

    "No!" A reply came back from the front line.

    "Call me when he puts it on!"

    "OK!"

    On the front line, there are a few children standing.  They squatted there, watching the zombies not far away putting on their shoes.

    "He seems to be like him when I was a child, and I can't wear it like he is now when I was a child."

    "But he is stronger than when we were young, and we couldn't stand on one foot when we were young."

    After a while, the few team members left on the front line lost their patience. No matter how fun it is, if there is no result after watching for an hour, they will get impatient.

    "You guys watch, and call us when he puts on." Before leaving, several team members said to the children who stayed behind.

    The children nodded: "Okay."

    after awhile.

    A child said: "How about we help him?"

    "He is so pitiful. We couldn't wear it when we were young, and our parents helped us."

    "He doesn't have the help of his parents."

    "It's so pitiful."

    The children got acquainted with each other, and then looked at the adults around them. Seeing that they were far away, they walked towards the zombie quietly.

    "Roar!" The zombie roared at them after they approached.

    The children were a little scared and took a few steps back.

    After a while, a child dared to say, "We are here to help you."

    "Shoes should be worn like this, and you can't put them on hard." A child took off his shoes, gestured to the zombie, and put them on again, "Do you understand? You have to wear them like this."

    The zombie looked at him, growling in a low voice.

    A child next to him said: "You move too fast, he probably didn't understand, zombies move very slowly, please slow down."

    So, the child who demonstrated just now took off his shoes again, took them off slowly, explained the main points slowly, and put them on again slowly: "Thisbacklookclearplain  ¡­¡­?"

    The zombie growled lowly, turned his head away, and continued to put shoes on his feet.

    Several children looked at him excitedly.

    Then they discovered to their disappointment that the zombie didn't understand at all, and he was still clumsily arranging as before.A zombie said.

    He was encouraged by his parents in this way when he was a child, so he subconsciously encouraged zombies in the same way.

    "Reward you with a little red flower!" His mouth was faster than his brain, and it was only after he finished speaking that he remembered that there is no little red flower here.  He looked around, picked a round stone, and handed it to the zombie: "Your reward!"

    The zombie looked at his palm, did not move, but let out an unconscious low growl.

    "Hold it for you!" The child stuffed the stone into his pocket, and then ran away with the others, because the sound of dinner was heard in the distance.

    A temporary fence has been built.  Half a meter thick and two meters high.

    It's far from the base's wall, but it's not a problem to stop a small number of zombies.

    However, some people still dare not sleep, for fear that some zombies will learn to climb the wall.

    "Then keep vigil!" said the others.

    "The vigil is the vigil!" the man said, sitting against the wall with his legs crossed, his eyes wide open and he began to vigil.

    Then he fell asleep.

    Early the next morning, he found that his feet were a little cold. When he opened his eyes, he saw that both feet were bare, and he screamed in fright: "My shoes are gone! My shoes were also taken away by zombies."  !"

    There was a loud laugh next to him.

    The two children stood not far away, holding his shoes in their hands, making faces at him: "Your yourshoes were snatched awayby zombies  "

    The team member was so angry that he immediately got up, chased the two children and scolded: "Little bastard! You have become fat! Give me back the shoes!"

    Cheerful voices echoed in the morning.

    "Hey, have you noticed that the air is not so turbid?"

    "It seems that the sky is not so dark anymore." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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