The World Turned into Zombies, So I Went Back to the Countryside to Farm 63p2

Chapter 63p2: Wheat

Jiang Zao took out the shotgun that was hanging on her shoulder, and with one shot each, a mist of blood flew. The group did not stop and rushed into the horde of zombies.

They dodged left and right in the circle of zombies, fighting back with all their might. Even Jiang Wuni picked up a rusty frying pan and smashed it down again and again, like swinging a hoe.

The shotgun was also running out of bullets. Jiang Zao stuffed the barrel into a zombie’s mouth and sent it to heaven with the last bullet.

She kicked a zombie in the back of the knee. As it knelt down, she raised her ice axe, panting, and smashed it on the zombie’s skull. When she pulled out the ice axe, blood splattered and also stained her brow.

Soon, the front of her clothes was covered in blood.

The Mountain Stream Snow in Wen Zhao’s hand was as graceful as a snowflake. With every stroke of her knife, a zombie fell. She rushed to the front, just as she had every time before, and forcibly carved a path of life for them with her own flesh and blood.

“Go! Go quickly! We’re about to break through the encirclement! Don’t stop!”

As soon as she finished speaking, a tall zombie in a military uniform in the horde of zombies in front, perhaps a soldier who had once guarded this place, roared and turned its face. It smashed its fist down on Wen Zhao’s head. Wen Zhao could only grit her teeth and raise her Mountain Stream Snow to block.

The tough blade was gradually being bent.

This zombie was obviously much more agile than the other zombies. Jiang Zao gritted her teeth and took out her bow from her back. Who knew that one arrow only hit the bulletproof helmet. The zombie took a few steps back and roared as it pounced on her again.

She quickly drew another feathered arrow from the quiver at her waist and was about to aim for its neck.

A mutated zombie on all fours from the horde of zombies behind her leaped up high and reached out with its sharp hands to grab her from the side.

“Zao’er!”

It all happened in a flash. Jiang Wuni forcefully pushed her out. Jiang Zao fell to the ground and watched as the zombie’s black, sharp claws passed through her chest. Tears instantly welled up in her eyes.

“Jiang Wuni!”

Blood was constantly flowing from the corner of Jiang Wuni’s lips. She looked down at the sharp claws that were still moving in her chest. Her body was on the verge of collapsing, but she forced herself to give Jiang Zao a gentle smile.

She glanced at Wen Zhao, who was rushing over from behind Jiang Zao, and nodded gently at her. “Little Zhao, take them… and go!”

The monster’s claws were pulled out of her body.

Jiang Wuni spat out another large mouthful of blood. Jiang Zao looked at the bright hole in her chest, and tears streamed down her face. She struggled to get up from the ground, roared her name, and stumbled towards her.

Wen Zhao grabbed her by the waist and was also in tears.

“Little Zao, don’t go over, don’t go over…”

“Let go of me! Let go of me! Let go of me… I told you to let go of me!!! Jiang Wuni, Jiang Wuni, what are you doing?! Come back to me! Come back to me! Come back to me…”

She roared, struggled, and screamed hysterically. She knelt on the ground, crawled on her knees, and begged, stretching out her arm to touch the corner of her clothes again.

But Jiang Wuni just picked up the frying pan again. This old woman, who had always been timid and cowardly, who had been so scared that her legs had gone weak when she first faced a zombie.

This time, in the face of a horde of tens of thousands of zombies, she was like a warrior. No, she was a warrior. With the courage of a person who was not afraid of death, she erupted with a powerful energy, brandishing the frying pan in her hand and rushing into the horde of zombies.

“You… you monsters! If you have the guts, come… come at me! Don’t hurt my children! I’m not afraid… not afraid of you!”

Jiang Wuni used her small and stooped body, like a great mountain, to block the zombies’ path. Every time the frying pan in her hand smashed down, a zombie fell. A new zombie would then climb over the body of its companion and onto her.

She had lost too much blood. Jiang Wuni gradually lost her strength, and her vision became blurry. But a thought in her heart became clearer and clearer: she must not let them hurt Zao’er.

At least… at least Zao’er had to live.

Her good, her outstanding Zao’er, who had suffered so much, deserved to live to see the sun tomorrow, to see this world become a better place.

Jiang Wuni’s footsteps were as if rooted in these towering mountains. She let them gnaw on her body, tear at her flesh, and would not retreat a single step.

“Go! Little Zao! Go quickly! It’ll be too late if you don’t go now!”

Seeing that more zombies were surging over from the entrance of the bridge.

Wen Zhao held her waist tightly and dragged her back, not letting her take a step forward. Unknowingly, she was also in tears.

Jiang Zao had never thought that the person who was rooted in her life, like a great mountain, would also have a moment when she would collapse with a boom.

When Jiang Wuni fell heavily to the ground, she felt as if all her strength had been drained. She watched as the horde of zombies gradually swallowed Jiang Wuni. The frying pan in her hand also fell, and the black walkie-talkie rolled out of her pocket.

Jiang Wuni reached out, looked at Jiang Zao, as if she wanted to trace her outline. Tears welled up in her eyes, but a smile appeared on her lips. She said word by word, intermittently.

“Wheat… Zao’er… my name is… Jiang Maizi.”

Jiang Zao was stunned for a moment. She remembered asking her if she wanted to change her name, and she had stammered about being old.

“Jiang Wuni!” Tears instantly burst from her eyes. Jiang Zao broke free from Wen Zhao’s hand, roared hysterically, and pounced on her.

A sharp pain came from the back of her neck. Jiang Zao went limp and fell. Wen Zhao picked her up and rushed to the side of the bridge.

“Kele, jump!”

Kele whimpered and ran back from Jiang Wuni’s side. Without a moment’s hesitation, it leaped and fell into the rushing river with Wen Zhao.

The zombies that were chasing them squeezed at the side of the bridge and fell like dumplings. They struggled for a couple of times and were washed away by the rapids.

The snowflakes fell one after another.

In the last image in Jiang Wuni’s eyes, she seemed to see someone walking towards her through the rippling waves of wheat in the height of summer.

It was a plainly dressed middle-aged woman with a ponytail and a few strands of silver hair at her temples. Her face was peaceful and calm, and a gentle smile was on her lips. She squatted down and held out her hand to her.

“Ni’er, let’s go home.”

“Mom… Mom… you… have you come to find me?”

Jiang Wuni trembled and gently placed her hand on hers, calling out the first word that every child learns when they are learning to speak. She slowly closed her eyes.

***

The water of the Baisha River in early spring was bone-chillingly cold. As soon as Jiang Zao entered the water, she was completely knocked out by the huge pressure difference.

Wen Zhao held her breath and struggled to swim upstream with her. When her head finally broke the surface of the water, the rope that was tied to her back was washed away by the turbulent river, and her back became light.

It was too late for Wen Zhao to reach out and grab it. She watched as the rapids were about to pull Li Mi into a whirlpool. At the critical moment, a dog’s head emerged from under the water.

Kele bit Li Mi’s clothes and struggled to swim towards her. When it brought Little Mi to Wen Zhao’s side, it was exhausted and was swept into the whirlpool by the turbulent water. It struggled for a couple of times and then disappeared into the rolling river.

“Kele!”

“Kele, come out!”

“Stop playing. Come out quickly… come out quickly…”

Wen Zhao looked around and shouted Kele’s name, but the only response she got was the sound of the river slapping against the bank.

Wen Zhao could no longer hold back. She didn’t even dare to hit the water with her fists to vent her anger. She just cried, letting out a whimper like a wounded beast, and used her backpack as a float. She pulled one unconscious person with her left hand and a dying one with her right, and paddled towards the bank.

Finally, she drifted to the bank and grabbed a tree branch to stabilize herself. She pushed Jiang Zao and Li Mi up, then also climbed ashore in a sorry state. Before she could catch her breath or grieve, she crawled to Li Mi’s side and touched her carotid artery.

Noticing that the pulse was weak, she quickly and tremblingly took out a syringe and adrenaline from her backpack with her frozen fingers. Fortunately, these things had always been in her backpack and had not been washed away by the river.

Because her fingers were a little disobedient, she couldn’t help but stop, curl up, and put them to her lips, blowing on them. Tears also fell, drop by drop, onto the rocks.

She pushed the liquid into Little Mi’s arm bit by bit, then undid her clothes and began to do artificial respiration. As she pressed, she muttered.

“Come on, Little Mi. You can’t die. You’re so strong… you’ll definitely be fine…”

After one shot of adrenaline, Little Mi was still lying there quietly, her little face as pale as paper, without a trace of life.

Wen Zhao trembled and took out a second one from her backpack, and once again, she stuck it into her blue vein.

As she pressed, she looked back at Jiang Zao. Jiang Zao was also lying there, with no sign of waking up.

Wen Zhao’s voice was already beginning to choke.

“I beg… I beg you… wake up… wake up quickly… don’t… don’t leave me alone…”

Tears fell, and when they landed on Little Mi’s face, her eyelashes trembled slightly.

Wen Zhao was overjoyed. She put a backpack under her head so that she could lie more comfortably, and then pounced over to check on Jiang Zao’s condition. She found that her heartbeat was also very weak. She might have drowned, so she also started to do chest compressions in the same way.

“Little Zao, wake up, wake up quickly… Grandma is gone… I can’t, I can’t live without you…”

The only sound in the whole world was her sobbing.

When she saw Jiang Zao choke a couple of times and open her eyes, Wen Zhao pounced on her and held her tightly.

“Little Zao… Little Zao… you’re finally awake… I thought you… I thought you…”

Hot tears slid into her neck. Jiang Zao took a while to realize where she was. She suddenly sat up.

“Where’s Jiang Wuni?”

Wen Zhao let go of her. Jiang Zao stood up and looked around, but she did not see the familiar figure.

Her eyes immediately turned red, and she grabbed Wen Zhao’s collar.

“I’m asking you, where’s Jiang Wuni? Jiang Wuni… where… where is she?”

Wen Zhao turned her head and silently shed tears.

“Grandma… is already… already gone.”

Jiang Zao shook her head, her face full of disbelief.

“No, impossible… I still promised her that I would take her on a trip after the apocalypse is over. How… how is that possible?!”

She seemed to have suddenly remembered something and shook Wen Zhao’s shoulder hard. “Why, why did you stop me?! Why didn’t you let me save her? I could have… I could have saved her!”

“I definitely… definitely could have…”

She muttered to herself, as if she were possessed. Wen Zhao could no longer watch and chose to expose her self-deception.

“Grandma was already infected at that time. She chose to use her life to buy us time. If we hadn’t left at that time, none of us would have been able to leave!”

“No, impossible… I, I’m going to find her…”

Jiang Zao turned around, picked up her ice axe from the ground, and was so unsteady that she was still stumbling forward.

Looking at her figure, Wen Zhao also fell to her knees, exhausted. The grievances that had been building up for a long time finally burst out with her tears.

“Jiang Zao! Grandma is already dead! She… she’s gone… she’ll never come back… do you think I’m not sad? That… that’s my grandma too…”

“Do you know… do you know how I felt when I watched… watched Grandma fall, watched Kele get washed away… and I was helpless, when you and Little Mi were unconscious? I wish the one who had died was me… me!”

“Little Mi is still… still on the verge of life and death. I’m so afraid of losing you… Grandma is gone… Kele is also gone… I can’t lose you and Little Mi anymore!”

“If… if you don’t love me anymore… and don’t care about my and Little Mi’s lives at all, and don’t cherish the life that Grandma left for you, then you can go, go and find the zombies, and fight them to the death!”

Ever since she had met Wen Zhao, she had always been gentle and calm, and she was not afraid in the face of zombies. This was the first time she had cried so heartbrokenly in front of her.

Hearing the shout from behind her, Jiang Zao’s footsteps were as if rooted to the ground.

She bit her lip, trembled, and tears streamed down her cheeks.

Jiang Zao turned around, rushed over, and hugged her. The two of them cried in each other’s arms in the heavy snow.

Their cries echoed through the sky, even louder than the sound of the waves crashing against the shore.