Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
As the two started bathing themselves, Lin Qiao stood aside and kept waiting. Soon, the zombie boy came back with an iron bucket, which was even taller than himself, carried on his head.
Clang!
Lin Qiao watched him put that empty gasoline can loudly before her face.
Smelling the strong scent of gasoline, Lin Qiao had a bad feeling. “You didn’t pour all the gas in it away, did you…”
The crack-mouthed zombie boy looked at her confusedly, as if he was saying to her with his eyes— ‘You didn’t tell me to keep the ‘water’ in it… That ‘water’ was stinky and greasy… Why would I keep it…?’
Lin Qiao didn’t know what to say. Looking at the zombie boy’s innocent eyes, she covered her forehead with a hand.
“Alright, alright, it’s okay… Next time, don’t pour away that kind of stinky water, alright? Bring it to me. I need it,” Lin Qiao sighed and said to him.
The zombie boy had even washed that bucket, as there was still some water in it.
“Roar…” The zombie boy replied. ‘Understood.’
After that, Lin Qiao reached out a hand to take over the iron bucket, then flashed into her space. After filling the bucket, she came back out.
The zombie boy gazed at the large bucket of water, his dark eyes glowing brightly.
“You need to take off your clothes before getting in. Do you understand?” said Lin Qiao.
‘Take off your clothes’ ? What did that mean?
The zombie boy looked at her confusedly.
Lin Qiao sighed again and took off his clothes for him. She gave him those clothes last time before she left, and they were already dirty. She now felt that she had to teach her zombies how to wash clothes!
After stripping the zombie boy, Lin Qiao pointed at the iron bucket and said, “Alright, get in.”
Plop!
With that, the zombie boy immediately jumped in.
“Thank God I dodged fast enough, or you’d get me wet,” Lin Qiao, who had nimbly made a step aside, said to the zombie boy who was entirely soaked in the bucket now.
The zombie boy was too short. He was able to stick his head out of the water by standing, but once he sat down, he was entirely soaked in the water.
However, he didn’t care, as zombies didn’t need to breathe anyway.
Lin Qiao waited for one hour and a half for all the zombie leaders to come back.
Those zombie leaders brought back all sorts of buckets, but thankfully, none of them was made of iron, but only plastic and wooden. Some of the buckets were even nearly sealed, with only small openings in them.
Lin Qiao cut them open with her claws for those zombies to sit in.
While watching the zombie old man put a large wooden bucket in front of her, Lin Qiao asked with surprise, “Where did you find such a huge wooden bucket?
Did people still use wooden buckets before the apocalypse?
Lin Qiao looked closer at the bucket, then continued in shock, “I think it’s antique… It looks very old.”
‘But even antiques are worthless now, ‘ she thought.
She filled all the buckets, then told the zombies to take off their clothes and sit inside the buckets.
The zombie old man started doing strange things again when it was his turn to get into the water. Lin Qiao looked at him confusedly, “Why are you looking at me? Take off your clothes!”
The zombie old man spent a while staring at her, then looked around, as if he was trying to find something. After failing to find what he wanted, he turned and darted away.
Lin Qiao confusedly watched him run away, then come back with a chair. She just didn’t know what to say at this moment.
“Just tell me next time when you need a chair…” Lin Qiao looked at him helplessly.
The zombie old man ignored her. As she filled up his bucket, he carried the chair to the other side of the stair room, then came back with empty hands and dragged the wooden bucket over there.
Lin Qiao saw that he dragged the bucket behind a wall, then slowly took off his clothes, exposing his scrawny body. After that, he folded his clothes neatly and put them on the chair.
He might have sensed that Lin Qiao was watching him. He gave her a glance, then turned around and showed her his wrinkled butt. Then, he stepped into the wooden bucket and sat down.
Lin Qiao looked at him, feeling really speechless.
‘You’re only taking a bath! Why did you make it so complicated? Have you forgotten that you’re a zombie? Zombie grandpa! ‘ she thought.
…
Back in her space, the zombie dog spent a short while looking around after Lin Qiao left a bowl of water here, then confirmed that nobody was there. Only after that did it slowly get up from the ground and approach the water bowl.
The scent of the water had been attracting it.
It stuck out of its tongue and licked the water, then froze for a second. Afterward, the dog’s eyes glowed.
‘Eh? Energy!’
It licked again and found that the energy was real. After that, it buried its head in the bowl and started gulping.
On the outside, Lin Qiao watched all the zombies sit into their buckets, then turned and went downstairs. There, she saw Lin Wenwen and Mrs. Lin standing in the hallway, seemingly waiting for her.
Seeing the look in their eyes, Lin Qiao figured out what they came for. She walked up to them, then headed toward another room.
Liu Jun had tidied all the rooms on the fifth floor while she had nothing else to do. So by now, all the rooms on this floor was clean.
“Only two of you? I thought Lin Feng and the others will come too. Follow me…” said Lin Qiao.
Lin Wenwen and Mrs. Lin glanced at each other, then followed her into that room. As they all walked in, Lin Wenwen closed the door.
Lin Qiao pointed at the two couches in the room, then dragged over a wooden chair for herself to sit down. Mrs. Lin and Lin Wenwen sat on the couches. Both of them had their bodies tightened, looking quite nervous and restless.
Lin Qiao only casually sat on the chair while looking at the two of them.
Lin Wenwen and Mrs. Lin had been staring at her without knowing what to say since they sat down. As they didn’t start a conversation, Lin Qiao had no choice but to do that herself.
“Don’t you have questions to ask me?” she said.
Mrs. Lin only looked at Lin Qiao with hesitation, as she wasn’t so sure yet. As she stayed silent, Lin Wenwen said, “… You should know what we want to ask you.”
“I do, but I’m not sure if you’ll believe me,” said Lin Qiao.
Lin Wenwen popped her eyes as she gazed at Lin Qiao eagerly and asked, ‘So… is it real? Are you really back?’
She didn’t say those words out loud, but inside. She knew that Lin Qiao could hear her.
Lin Qiao glanced at her but didn’t answer those questions immediately. Instead, she turned to Mrs. Lin and asked with a gentle voice, “Do you believe it too?”
Mrs. Lin looked at her and suddenly found that Lin Qiao’s eyes were showing some anticipation as well. She couldn’t help but feel a slight heartache as she nodded.
How could she forget about that? If this person standing right in front of her was really her eldest daughter, how would she be feeling? She would be in pain if her family didn’t believe her.
Thinking about how Lin Qiao might have been feeling recently. Mrs. Lin felt sad, and her eyes turned red.
