I Opened a Clinic in the Apocalypse

e a sound. 

“That’s my son!”

Wen Qingling focused on his senses for a while.
Even after undertaking such a huge project, his wood-type abilities were still not fully used up. 

His ability pool was like a vast ocean.
It would probably never run dry.

The city walls made by Wen Qingling were much larger than the shoddy ones created by the civilized zombies by piling cars up.

Now, the zombies could finally concentrate fully on cleaning.
This would be their home in the future—their living environment definitely needed to be good.

Civilized zombies headed over to thank Wen Qingling and give gifts.
Wen Qingling had received so many pork legs that his hand was going numb.

Feng Tongtong3 ran over, hugged Wen Qingling’s leg and looked up at him.

“Brother, I want to buy a bag of blood anemone seeds.”

Wen Qingling touched her little head and replied, “I think you should call me uncle.”

Feng Tongtong blinked.
“Brother doesn’t look old enough to be an uncle.”

Wen Qingling: “You refer to me as ‘brother’, but you call my parents Grandpa and Grandma.4 Haven’t you skipped a generation?”

Jiang Lan came out with a bag of blood anemone seeds.
“You’re not even a human being and you still care about things like generation? Is that something we can eat?”5

Wen Qingling: “…”

Her words seemed very reasonable.
However, not being human did not mean that they could stop pursuing human ideals.

“Thank you, Grandma.”

Feng Tongtong handed ten ordinary zombie crystal nuclei to Jiang Lan, took the blood anemone seeds, and ran away happily.

Every civilized zombie transformed with the help of the blood anemone would be registered and managed by Jiang Lan.

To date, 119 people had successfully turned into civilized zombies.

The civilized zombies had their own rules.
If they were violated, the zombies would be directly killed without a chance for punishment or exile.

This was to prevent them from harming others after leaving South City, which would in turn also bring disaster to the newly built civilized zombie base.

The first rule was written in a large font and marked out with red: No eating people! No eating people! No eating people! 

For such an important thing, even saying it thirty times was not considered too much. 

If the civilized zombies were attacked by humans, they were allowed to fight back and even kill their attackers.
However, they were forbidden from eating them.

The base would not allow any zombies who had eaten human meat to stay.

The civilized zombies were all people who had already died once and cherished their hard-won lives.
Their greatest wish was simply to survive properly in the apocalypse.

The civilized zombie base was built in the middle of a cluster of high-rise buildings and was not easily spotted from afar. 

Now that the base had been built, the zombies in South City no longer had as much space to roam about and were forced to wander around outside the city. 

The large number of zombies that previously could only be seen in South City could now be seen in its periphery.

In addition, the zombies from South City used to appear in groups to chase after survivors some time ago.
As a result, many survivors were now terrified and dared not enter South City. 

The danger and bizarreness of South City became more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

The base near South City had already been destroyed. Upon receiving news about how dangerous South City was, survivors in other places stopped coming to South City for their supplies, choosing to head towards the other three directions instead.