I am farming in the last days to save the world

Chapter 51, Zombies Taking Medicine
The medicines in the store were not all emptied, but sorted out, only those anti-inflammatory medicines that were in short supply in the last days.

Vitamin tablets, effervescent tablets, etc. were all put into the space.

Wang Lifang's old couple and Jiang Ming collected medicines and piled up all the medicines that could be used. Zhou Wenwen took great pleasure in collecting them.

Suddenly, Zhou Wenwen felt that Jiang Ming's fingers paused slightly, and he looked up to the door.

Zhou Wenwen also followed Jiang Ming's gaze.

There was nothing outside the door.

In just one breath, a figure was instantly pasted on the glass door.

"Ah... there are zombies!"

Zhou Yichen, the gatekeeper, was taken aback and quickly warned.

The lock on the door is broken, as long as the zombies charge over, they will definitely be able to rush into the pharmacy.

Zhou Wenwen didn't do anything either, thinking about waiting for the zombies to rush in before doing anything.

I'm afraid that making too much noise will attract more zombies.

The space in the pharmacy is not too big, if someone is caught in a zombie urn, it will be bad.

The zombie at the door was an elderly zombie in his 60s with dull eyes, but he didn't rush in immediately.

Under the gaze of Zhou Wenwen's family, the elderly zombie slowly raised his finger and knocked on the door lightly.

The rotten fingers were covered with rotten flesh, and as the door was knocked, a lot of rotten flesh hung on the glass door.

Black rotting flesh and blood slid down the glass door.

"Is this cutie so polite?"

Yichen rode on Erha Dahuang's body in fear, hoping that he could keep up with the family's large army on his back when there was danger.

Erha Rhubarb tilted his head and looked at the zombies at the door with a blank expression, and no one could understand what the grain reserve was thinking.

"It, shouldn't it be here to buy medicine?"

Wang Lifang was startled. Looking at the elderly zombie at the door, a thought suddenly came to her mind.

Zhou Liang has three highs and mild diabetes, so he often goes to the pharmacy to buy some medicine for preparation.

Basically, the elderly have this trouble, and there are too many elderly people who take medicine all the year round.

Zhou Wenwen also looked at the zombie at the door in surprise, stopped Jiang Ming who was about to make a move, and looked at it silently for a while.

After the elderly zombie knocked on the door a few times, the people inside did not respond.

A suppressed growl came from his throat.

"Ho ho..."

There was a low growl in a hurry, with a touch of anxiety.

Rotten fingers tapped on the glass door again.

More carrion and blood stained the glass door.

Even though the glass door was unlocked, it was shaken by the elderly zombie, and it was about to be slapped open, but it still didn't rush in.

"This zombie still retains its sanity?"

Zhou Wenwen muttered, took the Tang saber, and poked the glass door outward.

Just enough to let the old zombies in.

"Ho ho..."

The old zombie seemed a little annoyed that Zhou Wenwen let him in too slowly, and bared his teeth at Zhou Wenwen.

Quite an old man looked desperate.

It staggered into the pharmacy.

Everyone stepped back, leaving a distance as a buffer period.

Even if the old zombies rushed over directly, they would still have a chance to react.

Compared with the horror and bloodthirsty of zombies, they want to know more, will zombies really be rational?
If so, how should humans respond?

After the elderly zombie entered the pharmacy, his eyes fell on Zhou Wenwen's family.

The fleshy aura unique to human beings on them made them swallow their rotting throats uncontrollably.

Even the suppressed growl in his throat became more obvious.

Seeing that he was about to lose control of his instincts.

In the end did not rush over.

Just like a human being, he stomped his feet angrily and walked straight towards a row of shelves.

During the stomping, a few taels of carrion fell on the ground.

Many shelves have become empty, and Zhou Wenwen has taken them into the space in advance.

The old zombie glanced at the shelf in confusion, as if he forgot what kind of medicine he wanted to buy.

"Roar--"

There was another growl in his throat.

In the end, he picked up a box of medicine.

From a distance, Zhou Wenwen saw that it was medicine for beriberi.

Although this zombie has rational consciousness, it is not completely human-like, and its basic judgment has disappeared.

After getting the medicine, the old zombie stuffed it into his mouth.

The medicine box was not even opened, and it started to chew.

Cartons and plastics were chewed up.

Elderly zombies in their 60s still have a few sparse teeth, but they can bite plastic into their stomachs with their abnormal bite force.

External application has become oral administration.

Zhou Wenwen didn't know if this elderly zombie had athlete's foot, but he knew that eating like this would definitely not cure athlete's foot.

The zombies exude a decayed atmosphere, and the smell of feet can be ignored.

"Um...it really nourishes your health!"

Zhou Liang looked at the elderly zombie who had been taking medicine, and felt a little bit self-deprecating.

People of his age, some old men like to take medicine the most, thinking that taking medicine can live longer.

Even spent a lot of money to buy some health care products, which are obviously useless.

But many old people in the village love this mouthful.

He just knew an old guy who lost his wife and children in order to eat health supplements, and had no money to repair their house when it failed.

Eat a whole body of disease.

It's all the result of taking drugs indiscriminately.

This is no wonder, after all, people are afraid of death and want to live for two more years, especially the elderly, who can clearly perceive that their bodies are not as good as before.

You have to take medicine all the time to comfort yourself and make up for it.

Zhou Liang is different from those old people who like to take health care products, he doesn't eat randomly.

he has no money...

After the elderly zombie took a box of medicine for beriberi, he picked up another box of medicine and ate it.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Zhou Wenwen felt that there seemed to be a smile on the sluggish face of the old zombie.

Is it so good to take medicine?
Zhou Wenwen tentatively took a step closer to the elderly zombie.

This distance is very close.

Even a zombie without arms and legs, seeing the flesh and blood so close, would have to jump up on the ground, clamoring to devour the flesh and blood.

The old zombie kept talking and gave Zhou Wenwen a look, but did not rush over.

Drugs are even more attractive to him.

"can you understand what I am saying?"

Somehow, Zhou Wenwen began to suspect that the fall of all the security bases in his previous life might be related to high-level zombies.

She suspected that there were zombies with high IQ.

She also understood that talking to a zombie seemed a little funny.

But her intuition has always been very accurate, she seems to have guessed why humans with hot weapons would lose to zombies.

"Squeaky..."

The old zombie didn't pay attention to Zhou Wenwen, and took the medicine on his own. He didn't open the package of each box of medicine, and ate all of it in his stomach.

"Sister, don't be scary, how can zombies understand what people say!"

Zhou Yichen saw Zhou Wenwen talking to the zombies, and his scalp went numb for a moment.

If zombies are the same as humans, then... killing zombies, isn't it killing people?
Or, are humans fighting humans?

Zhou Wenwen's family turned pale, thinking of a possibility.

Jiang Ming stood at the back, his eyes were as calm as water, and his nails were almost embedded in his flesh.

　Ask for a recommendation ticket.

　　


(End of this chapter)