Ma Yilong clenched his fist, growled, and slammed his fist toward the railing of the boat. With a dull thud, the railing dented deeply with the imprint of his fist.
He found that the material was even harder than granite, but he did not dwell on it and instead, raised his head to gauge their expressions. See? That was just playing around; this is my real level of skill.
The crowd, seeing the dented railing, had their eyes wide with shock.
As if they had seen a ghost.
He Qing was also stunned by this display of strength, and in his view, no human could achieve such power. This force reminded him of Lin Fan from the Sunshine District.
That guy was similarly monstrously terrifying.
It seemed to occur to He Qing.
He Qing whispered something to the bodyguard beside him, who listened and then turned away.
Ma Yilong said, "Boss He, do you think someone with my abilities could work under you? I believe that with me by your side, you would be significantly more powerful."
He Qing, with a smile, looked at him and said, "Impressive, truly impressive! That’s certainly beyond the capability of ordinary people."
Ma Yilong was quite proud. It wasn’t just hard for ordinary people; without special energy, one couldn’t even dream of reaching these levels. If I were to strike with all my might, the results would be far from simple.
I wouldn’t just cause a dent; I’d blow it apart completely.
While he was basking in his pride,
the previously departed bodyguard returned with a shotgun.
Without a second thought, He Qing commanded, "Kill him."
The bodyguard didn’t hesitate, firing immediately. Ma Yilong, wide-eyed in shock, made an instant decision to jump off the boat into the river. He truly hadn’t expected this turn of events.
I didn’t even offend you, was it necessary to shoot without warning?
All of you just wait for me.
He felt that in this apocalyptic world, everyone was jealous of talent; when faced with talent trying to join them, their usual response was to ruthlessly kill. What kind of world was this?
"Boss He, he’s gone," said the bodyguard.
He Qing took the shotgun and fired another shot toward the river surface, "Remember this man. If he dares come near the Lucky, shoot him dead on sight."
"Yes, Boss He, but he did seem quite capable. Why not recruit him?" asked the bodyguard.
He Qing said gravely, "He’s too strong."
The bodyguard instantly understood.
Lin Fan was running, a vicious zombie in tow.
He had come out to hunt zombies and seeing this lonely zombie roaming the streets, he didn’t kill it but instead ran with it, maintaining just a finger’s breadth of distance between them – just enough to stay out of reach.
Came the angry roar of the zombie from behind, seemingly saying, are you playing with me? Come and stop if you dare.
"Do you know?" Lin Fan looked back.
The zombie kept roaring, probably saying, I know, damn it, let me bite you to death.
"We’ve reformed Sunshine District, and I feel quite good about it. I’m very hopeful that more survivors will join us in the future—it will definitely become livelier."
Lin Fan was chatting with the zombie.
He knew the zombie couldn’t understand. If it were Officer Huang, he might have roared a few times to express joy.
Facing such senseless zombies that only knew how to gnaw at flesh, he really felt helpless.
"Life is , moving forward filled with hope, there’s always something to be gained. Although your existence brings a lot of disasters to the living survivors, the moment we humans can stabilize our footing, that’s when we start fighting back."
Hoping that the mindless zombie could understand.
A group of zombies appeared on the road ahead.
A continuous series of heh heh sounds.
Spread through the streets.
While running, he drew out Frostmourne with Sword Radiance twinkling, inadvertently beheading the trailing zombie, and came to a slow stop, with the tip of his blade touching the ground, and shouted towards the front.
The zombies, hearing the sound, roared viciously and charged toward him like mad dogs.
"They’re charging at me, my personal safety is at risk, it’s time for self-defense,"
He lifted the sword and transformed into a streak of light toward the approaching horde of zombies.
Self-defense time had officially begun.
For ordinary people, dealing with such zombies would be exhausting, as clearing them involved manual labor not everyone could manage without restraint; his perception of the zombies remained the same.
If he could encounter zombies with intelligence,
he would be willing to talk.
Unfortunately, such intelligently aware zombies were very rare.
Dusk enveloped the area.
Lin Fan walked quietly along the street, his shadow elongated by the twilight, the hefty bag indicating his substantial haul. He had relentlessly sliced through numerous streets, committed to clearing out the zombies, and never regretting it.
At Xinfeng Seed Company.
Lin Fan entered, picking various vegetable seeds. Seeds that could be stored for years ensured a self-sufficient supply.
Though there were many survivors now, they probably wouldn’t think of planting vegetables.
Possibly due to environmental constraints.
Now, everywhere was concrete and steel, only the old districts populated by a group of elderly people who liked to farm in their spare time, so they would break new ground, preserving a plot of barren soil.
This was also a treasure of Sunshine District.
After purchasing the seeds and fertilizer,
Paying was his habit, a practice of keeping to his principles.