A rather serious topic.
Lin Fan remained calm throughout.
Only Chen Xin and her group took it very seriously, staring intently at Lin Fan, thinking, is it still important to ask these questions at this time?
But by their demeanor, they clearly wanted an answer from Lin Fan.
Perhaps this is just how women are—they don’t want to know how much you’ve done; they just want a straight answer.
"Do I need to make a vow?" Lin Fan asked with a smile.
It seemed that women liked men to swear oaths.
Chen Xin nodded her head, fifteen pairs of eyes stealthily watching Lin Fan. The emotions in those gazes were easy to understand—they wanted to believe in him, but the current environment and their experiences made it hard for them to trust someone so easily.
Lin Fan raised his hand, "I swear, I am someone you can trust, and if I lie, then I’m a dog."
A simple, ordinary oath.
If this were peacetime, any woman hearing this vow would roll her eyes, thinking, "Ghost believes men’s lies. If vows were actually effective, there wouldn’t be any men left in the world, just a lot more dogs."
After all, it’s often said, "I swear, just a rub, won’t move, any movement, I’m a dog."
Chen Xin and her sisters exchanged glances. There was a hint of confusion in their eyes, but more than confusion, there was determination, and a sense of gambling everything in one throw.
"Alright, we believe you."
In the end, they chose to believe.
Lin Fan was very calm, feeling that it was normal to be trusted. He didn’t have any self-conceited thoughts, but up until now, he felt that he had an appearance that seemed incapable of lying.
It was easy for him to gain others’ trust.
Lin Fan said, "Don’t worry, I am a good person, and the survivors in the Sunshine District are also very good. You can pack up your things, and then we can all head to the Sunshine District together. If you have a car, that would be best as it would make things a lot easier."
Chen Xin and her group had no choice but to trust Lin Fan—what other choice did they have?
Soon, they returned to the building to pack, and when they came out, everyone had backpacks and were holding various makeshift weapons. Wait, what was the situation with the one holding the kitchen knife?
A girl holding a kitchen knife brought terrifying images to mind.
Chen Xin was driving a bus; she had been a professional bus driver even during peacetime.
Everyone got on the bus.
As Chen Xin thought of the location of the Sunshine District, she skillfully drove the vehicle, slowly moving out as everyone looked at the shelter that had kept them safe, bidding it goodbye.
They were hoping in their hearts that everything would be safe and that what the other party had told them was true. They did not want their hope to turn into complete despair, which they couldn’t handle.
"It’s been a long time since I was last on a bus."
Lin Fan shifted in his seat, looking at the buildings outside the window, reminiscing about the days when he used to take the bus to work each morning. That lifestyle had become ingrained in him.
No one had expected such an event to occur suddenly.
Everyone looked at Lin Fan, having never seen someone so calm. If they had to say, only Li Qun always maintained such composure, as the zombies treated him as if he were invisible.
Only when the matter had become a foregone conclusion did they collect their wits, looking at Lin Fan, the swordsman survivor. In their first meeting, they hadn’t spoken much; they had merely seen him hunting zombies and eventually chose to trust his words and follow him.
To say they weren’t nervous would be a lie.
Their lives were in his hands now, and once they reached his territory, they really had to leave their fate to heaven.
Li Qun stared, watching the departing bus appear dazed, as if witnessing something unbelievable.
He definitely hadn’t seen wrong—it was Chen Xin and her group. They had actually left the shelter. Where were they going with that car?
What puzzled him was this.
He had clearly lured the zombies there. Logically speaking, it should have been impossible for them to come out. What the hell was going on?
And even more than that, he felt anger.
He thought of the survivor he had just met. Could it be his doing?
The more he thought about it, the more it seemed possible.
Otherwise, as for that group of zombies, there’s no way Chen Xin and her group could have dealt with them on their own.
Thinking this, Li Qun clenched his fists tightly, smashing the can of Coke he had in his hand against the ground, his face turning grim.
"Damn it, those women. They’d rather be a benefit to someone else than let me succeed, to hell with it."
He ran into the middle of the road, gazing off into the distance in the direction of the bus.
The bus jolted as it drove, not because the road was uneven, but because the ground was covered in crushed zombie corpses. The tires bumped and creaked as they rolled over them.
"The zombies here..."
As Chen Xin drove, she looked ahead, truly shocked by the sight of all those zombie corpses, it was gruesome. If she hadn’t seen the army, she might have thought that the army had arrived to purge the city.
The numerous survivors inside the bus clung to the windows, looking outside with expressions similar to Chen Xin’s. They had never witnessed such a scene; the zombies they had seen were always furiously vigorous.
Chen Xin looked back at Lin Fan.
Lin Fan smiled, "Drive with ease, safety is most important. These zombies were all killed by me. Cleaning the city is my responsibility."
Hearing him admit this personally, Chen Xin gripped the steering wheel, her mind churning with shock. Just who was he, to possess such terrifying strength?