At this moment, he looked back at the car, at the young man with the sword on his back.
There was only one thought in his mind.
That was truly terrifying.
The low growl of a zombie came through.
Da You ran slower and slower, standing foolishly in place. Surprisingly, a zombie appeared staggering in front of him. Seeing the zombie roaring towards him, he turned around and ran back the way he had come.
Seeing flesh and blood, the zombie’s ferocity exploded to its limit. It crazily pursued Da You at astounding speed.
In a moment, it had knocked Da You to the ground and began viciously tearing at his neck.
Lin Fan observed the newly-appeared zombie, noting its speed was different from any he had seen before, a significant increase. Ever since the appearance of various evolved zombies, he had come to understand that there were many types of zombies, and these seemingly normal ones had abilities that had been enhanced in different ways.
Da You trembled as the zombie bit him—a sign of turning into a zombie. The infection spread fast. When he was running alongside the zombie, the distance between them grew, proving the effectiveness of the separation.
"Having just been infected, he should be identical to the initial zombies. And this zombie could very well have been wandering around since the onset of the apocalypse, already having undergone evolution."
Lin Fan pondered, paying no attention to the approaching zombie. He thought if those survivors considered the uniquely shaped evolved zombies a disaster, then with the subtle evolution of these seemingly normal zombies—given that many zombies looked —it meant... the living conditions for survivors were even more dire.
With the appearance of two zombies, he drew his sword and dispatched them with a flash, easily dealing with the threat.
The law enforcement station.
Lin Fan stood at the entrance, looking into the distance. There a zombie stood still, watching him. He had seen this situation several times before.
Normal zombies would pounce like mad dogs at the sight of flesh and blood.
It was easy to recognize.
He had killed one before, so he knew.
The two stared at each other for a moment before Lin Fan took them into the law enforcement station. It had been a long time since he entered, and the surroundings were just as familiar.
He could feel an energy emanating from the place because of Officer Huang’s presence.
It was an energy of punishing evil and upholding justice.
The group of survivors begged for mercy. They were truly frightened.
"Shh, don’t talk. We need to keep quiet here. Talking to me is useless; I’m not a cop. I’m just an ordinary person almost hit by your car. I’m the victim," he said.
Lin Fan tied them up.
Efficiently, he went to a desk and detailed the course of events on paper.
Not a cloud was taken with him. He was a righteous civilian who bravely stood up whenever he faced injustice.
The law enforcement station.
It was eerily silent.
Gong Hao’s face showed anger mixed with a touch of panic. Looking around at the quiet and the blood congealed on the ground, it was evident that something terrible had happened here.
"Hao, what should we do?"
"Yeah, think of something fast."
"Shut up!" Gong Hao struggled, the bindings tight. Damn it, this must be the work of someone insane—no sane person would do such a thing.
Despite there being only them in the station and no zombies, every time they came here, they felt panicky. Perhaps it was their past trade that naturally made them fear places like law enforcement stations.
If Lin Fan knew of their plight.
Your feelings make sense because this place will be your ultimate resting place.
He hadn’t expected the Monitoring Zombie to still be around.
Recalling past encounters that led to hordes of zombies, which hugely impacted survivors, even making it difficult for any to survive.
He walked towards the Monitoring Zombie.
The Monitoring Zombie moved backward.
This time, Lin Fan didn’t stop or leave but continued towards the Monitoring Zombie, wanting to understand where this strange type of zombie came from—as if it was a type of scout.
Liking to pinpoint a location, then going back to report before launching severe attacks on the monitored place.
"Hey, where exactly are you trying to lead me?" he said softly.
The Monitoring Zombie paid no attention.
As Lin Fan drew closer, it backed away. This situation was curious, and as he continued to follow, more zombies began to appear around him. Swinging his Frost Mourning sword, he dispatched these ferocious creatures in the name of justice.
This area had not been visited since the apocalypse began, so it was normal for many zombies to surface here.
He looked toward the entrance ahead, which led to the underground parking garage of a hotel. Many zombies wandered at the entrance, and the Monitoring Zombie, instead of keeping its watch on him, headed into the basement.
"Am I chasing it here, or is it luring me here?" Lin Fan wondered. Despite the horde ahead, he was not afraid—zombies were nothing to him. What he couldn’t figure out was what the Monitoring Zombie was trying to achieve.
It had spied on him many times.
Like a pervert following a girl.
"Huh, Officer Huang?"
He saw a familiar figure among the group of zombies in the distance. No, that was wrong. Although the figure was in uniform, it wasn’t the Officer Huang he knew—it must be someone else.