Salted Fish Transmigrated Into An Apocalyptic Book - Chapter 26-1

The pale pink skin covered the wound, as soft as if a nail would break with a pinch.

It contrasted sharply with the surrounding skin color, and he told Jiang Miaomiao bluntly that he was all right.

There is no decay, no madness, no deterioration.

Lu Qiming is still a person, a living person, and has not become a zombie.

Their simple and warm little life can continue.

“Great!”

Tears surged out. She opened the door excitedly, rushed over, and hugged Lu Qiming.

The latter smiled slightly, hugged her back like a big brother, and gently stroked her long hair that hadn’t been trimmed for months with his palm.

“I’ve said it all, I’m not infected.”

When he mentioned this, she couldn’t help being curious, raised her head and asked：

“Why did the zombies bite you and bleed, but you were not infected?”

Obviously, in the original text, the zombie virus has a powerful ability to spread. Even if it is just splashed on the wound by their nail, they will become the same kind.

Lu Qiming’s performance was really shocking.

Suppose the original male and female protagonist had discovered him earlier and asked the experts in the base to experiment with his blood and develop a vaccine. Wouldn’t it be unnecessary to wander outside for more than ten years?

This is a miracle.

Lu Qiming looked at her from left to right.

“Who knows, maybe because I usually insist on exercising my physical fitness. This is not important. The important thing is that I’m fine. This is a big joy. It’s worth celebrating, isn’t it?”

She was puzzled, “How to celebrate?”

Lu Qiming walked out of the small room where he had been imprisoned for half a month, came to the window, and looked at the bright scenery outside the window. His gaze fell on the sparkling artificial lake in the distance.

Since there is no pollution from human waste, the lake is getting clearer and more transparent, the aquatic plants are lush, and even a few pink lotus flowers have bloomed.

Ignoring the few zombies dangling by the lake, the scenery is charming, and the weather is warm, making people want to plunge in and swim a few backs and forth.

It is impossible to swim. Zombies have a keen sense of smell. If they run out without wearing a protective suit, they may not even be able to come back.

But you can do something else.

Lu Qiming turned his head and raised his eyebrows.

“Do you want to eat fish?”

Jiang Miaomiao recalled a specific taste and shook her head.

“I don’t want to eat salted fish anymore.”

“Who said to eat salted fish? We can go fishing.”

Lu Qiming pointed to the artificial lake. She ran over to look and understood what he meant.

When the water pump was released, they saw colorful ornamental fish in the lake.

The zombies only wandered on the ground and did not go into the water. Ornamental fish ate aquatic plants and insects to survive. They grew so fat, and anyone was bigger than her palm.

This is not a breed specially used for eating. For the sake of beauty, some fish will be specially fed during the breeding process. Before the zombie apocalypse, no one would like to eat it.

But it’s different now, not to mention feeding this fish. As long as there is fish, every type of fish can be eaten.

At that time, Lu Qiming said that he wanted to catch a few, but he didn’t have the tools, so he had to give up when he jumped into the water and was quickly discovered by zombies.

And today…

“How do we catch it?” She asked an excellent question.

He smiled mysteriously, walked into the utility room downstairs, rummaged through countless supplies, and took out two fishing rods and a few bait packs.

Jiang Miaomiao was surprised, “When did you get it?” I don’t even know!”

“Who told you to stare at snacks every time you go to the supermarket and can’t bear to look away.”

Lu Qiming picked up the fishing rod and raised his chin.

“Let’s go, change clothes, let’s go fishing today.”

The two put on a protective suit and went to release the blood of the little zombie.

The little zombie was locked up in the room for several months, during which it hadn’t eaten or drank a sip of water, and was bled every day as if it was being milked by them. It was unbelievably weak.

Jiang Miaomiao was really sorry. She took a carton of milk and wanted to feed it.

It gulped a few sips and spat it out.

She couldn’t avoid it, and the milk mixed with rancid mucus splashed all over her face. Fortunately, she was blocked by a protective suit.

Lu Qiming threw her a box of tissues and ruthlessly wrapped the little zombie again with sheets.

“It’s not human anymore. If you really want to repay it, you can cut some of your thigh meat and feed it. It will definitely be very grateful.”

Jiang Miaomiao shuddered, dried the milk from her body, calmed herself, and walked out of the room with him.

“Woof woof!”

Jiang Meimu had a hunch that it would be left behind again, spinning around their feet, blocking the way.

Jiang Miaomiao persuaded it to go back and lured it with ham sausage but failed.

Lu Qiming watched for a while, pointed to its wet black nose, and said：

“It’s okay to go out, but I need to tell you in advance. If the zombies find out, we will definitely escape home by ourselves and we won’t care about you.”

He didn’t know if it was understood. It stretched out its little tongue and licked his fingertips.

Lu Qiming felt a cold, pulled back his hand, and rubbed it on his protective clothing.

“Take another piece of protective suit and put it on.”

It is also a living thing; the zombies will not let it go if they find it.

Jiang Miaomiao brought a new set and gestured at the dog.

“So big, how to wear it? It’s almost the same as a quilt cover.”

Lu Qiming brought a pair of scissors and a roll of scotch tape and answered her with practical actions-remodeling.

He cut the protective suit short in the middle, modified it to a suitable length for Jiang Meimu, glued four small boots with leftovers, and the two worked together to put it on.

The gap was sealed with tape to prevent a trace of breath from leaking. Jiang Meimu was quickly wrapped so that only two eyes and one nose were exposed, making it look even more stupid.

Lu Qiming took out the final equipment-the mask, modified the length of the strap, put it on its mouth, and tied a knot around the back.

This was obviously uncomfortable, so Jiang Meimu pulled it twice with his paws, trying to get it down.

He groaned in a low voice.

“If you don’t wear it, don’t even think about going out.”

Jiang Meimu didn’t understand what he was saying. Still, it could feel its momentum, whimpered twice in fright, and hid in Jiang Miaomiao’s arms.

The latter picked it up. She touched its increasingly rounded belly and looked at Lu Qiming unexpectedly.

“I didn’t expect you to be so skillful.”

He smugly pointed to his temple.

“Do you only know now? I’m not only handy, but also good here.”

“Hey, say you just love showing off so much, let’s go.”

Jiang Miaomiao was really nervous after not going out for half a month.

The picture of Lu Qiming being bitten is so vivid, so clear, that when she passed by the zombies, she couldn’t help but tighten her body. Her heart beat faster, and she always felt that the other party always felt the other party would rush over and bite her.

Seeing this, Lu Qiming quietly inserted himself between the two, separating them with his body.

She breathed a sigh of relief. Her back was full of cold sweat.

Jiang Meimu curled up in her arms, its round eyes turned around, and it was well-behaved and silent.

Passing by three or four zombies, they arrived at the lake safely.

The artificial lake covers an area of more than 5,000 square meters and is surrounded by green lawns.

The sun shines on the water, and when the wind blows, it reflects diamond-like ripples. The beautiful lotus flowers sway gently on the lake, making people feel calm and forget the difficult situation at this time.

Lu Qiming brought two small benches, placed them by the lake, disassembled the bait, and mixed them with water.

Jiang Miaomiao, who had never caught fish, squatted beside him and watched curiously.

Food attractants are added to the bait, which is very attractive to animals and fish.

Jiang Meimu squatted next to him covetously as if it wanted to swallow the bait in one bite while they were not paying attention.

“Good Puppy, go to the side to play, don’t make trouble, we can only eat fish at night when we catch fish.”

Jiang Miaomiao casually folded a dog tail grass, used it as a toy, and finally coaxed it away.

At this time, Lu Qiming had already squeezed the bait into a small ball, hung it on the hook, handed her the fishing rod, and then dealt with the next one.

She touched the wet bait, not sure in her heart.

“Can you catch a fish like this?”

“Lu Qiming brand compound fishing bait, hand-made, there is no deception, there is guarantee that you will get the fish.”

It sounds so nice, but she wants to see if it’s really that powerful.

Jiang Miaomiao sat on the small stool, imitating how others were fishing on TV, and threw the hook out.

“AH!”

She yelled in a low voice.

Lu Qiming asked, “What’s the matter?”

“… It’s hooked to my clothes.”

He put down his things speechlessly, then walked over, helped her take it apart, took the fishing rod, and said：

“Learn from me, and if you throw it from this angle, you won’t hook yourself up.”

Jiang Miaomiao followed him, but her movements were still clumsy.

“You are a third-class cripple, you should go to the temple to burn high incense if you can live until now.”

Lu Qiming was sarcastic, but his attitude was very patient, and he taught her three or four times until she learned it.

Jiang Miaomiao successfully threw the hook into the artificial lake, looking at the calm lake with anticipation.

“How long will it take to catch a fish?”

Lu Qiming glanced at her and said while pinching the bait：

“Wait slowly, novice fishing, sometimes you can’t catch one for a day.”

“You just said that your bait is accurate.”

“My bait is good, but I can’t stand your poor skill. Two aspects…”

Before he finished speaking, the fishing line in Jiang Miaomiao’s hand shook. His eyes widened, and she asked at a loss.：

“What should I do? Are there any fish? What should I do?”

Lu Qiming didn’t expect it to be so fast, so he was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted and went over to help.

The two worked together to pull the fish out of the water.

Because he was afraid that the zombies would smell it, he put it in the bucket as soon as possible and poured some water in.

Jiang Miaomiao was very happy.

“It’s at most one minute from the hooking. If this is called poor technique, there is probably no fishing genius in the world.”

Lu Qiming looked down at the bucket, and a small red koi was swimming around in it, its body not much longer than his fingers.

“If you don’t catch any big fish later, if you just catch such a small one, you are considered capable.”

She disapproved, holding the fishing rod proudly.

“You are just jealous, you can’t eat grapes and say grapes are sour.”

“I’m jealous of you? Haha.”

Lu Qiming sneered twice, walked over with a bowl of bait, sat down on the small bench next to her, threw out the hook in the posture of a master, and turned his head to throw down the gauntlet at her.

“Have the ability to compete and see who catches the most.”

“Come on!”

Because the beginning was very smooth, Jiang Miaomiao was confident in her skills.

“But you have to say it first, what should I do if I lose?”

“The person who loses is responsible for making the fish, and they are not allowed to eat a bite.”

The two exchanged glances, and they were silent simultaneously, concentrating on fishing and starting a war that was so quiet that the needles could be heard.

Jiang Meimu was playing with butterflies next to it, then a zombie passed by, and it stopped immediately.

The butterfly fell into the zombie’s mouth, and the zombies chewed forward, looking for the next living creature.’

Jiang Meimu’s soul was frightened, lying on the ground for a long time and didn’t dare move. When it walked out of sight, it quickly returned to Jiang Miaomiao’s bench, lay down there honestly, and never moved again.

After a few hours of competition, the results are about to come out.

There were several big koi swimming in Lu Qiming’s bucket. Except for the first small fish in Jiang Miaomiao’s bucket, there was only one more big fish.

What about good luck? Why doesn’t it work anymore?

She rushed panicky, squeezed two bait balls into a ball, hung it on the hook, and tried to win the big one back.

It’s a pity that the result was unsatisfactory. The fishing line shook, and she pulled up. The fish didn’t see it, and the bait disappeared.

Lu Qiming caught another big fish and sighed bitterly.

“Oh, it seems that someone has nothing to eat tonight.”

She was so angry that she stopped playing, holding the bench bucket to go back.