Just as he had expected.
There were no surprises.
the large-headed Monitoring Zombie staggered out from the cave entrance.
Lin Fan watched the other party,
and the other party also watched him.
They were merely staring at each other .
The Monitoring Zombie roared at Lin Fan.
A flash of Sword Radiance, and a head fell, dropping to the ground.
[You have killed a Command Zombie]
"The Monitoring Zombie only gives two points, but you give five. Are you perhaps an evolved type of the Monitoring Zombie?"
He cut open its head.
There was no crystal to be found.
But... he still stirred it up, finding nothing but mush. It was unexpected that this kind of zombie, despite its considerable efforts in preying on humans, would turn out to have no crystal at all.
"Dad, he wouldn’t have just left, would he?"
Mao Jingjing scanned the area, still unable to see the other’s figure, and she felt a bit incredulous. It was not possible that after eliminating the zombies in front of her, he would just rush off without saying a word.
Mao Ping frowned and said, "I don’t know."
Outside, bulldozers were working, moving the bodies of zombies into deep pits. There were simply too many corpses on the ground which severely affected movement in the area.
Apart from the survivors working outside, the rest were watching from atop the city wall, their eyes sparkling with light, always searching for that figure.
Although they did not recognize him,
for them, they truly wanted to meet the person who had helped them.
Perhaps this was a form of reassurance.
"Tan baby, where do you think he just went?" Gao Bo asked.
Tan Qing gave him a sidelong glance, shaking his head inwardly. Despite his enormous stature, like a small mountain, it was surprising how aberrant his speech was, and Tan Qing truly didn’t want to acknowledge it.
And that term "Tan baby," honestly, he could not accept it.
That was an insult to his very being.
"You ask me, but whom should I ask?"
Tan Qing looked at the scene before him, refusing to believe that such a situation could be the work of a human. He would rather die than believe it, but reality was such that he had no choice but to accept it.
He looked at Zhou Zhou, who was clasping his fists, and smiled. "Zhou Zhou, I owe you my thanks."
Zhou Zhou, who had been waiting for Lin Fan’s return, revealed a radiant smile. "Uncle Tan, I just did what I could."
"That’s impressive, if it were not for your warning, the very existence of this base would have been in doubt."
"That’s because Uncle Tan was willing to believe me," Zhou Zhou said, lifting his chin.
Tan Qing was taken aback, then smiled. Indeed, he had chosen to believe, not dismissing Zhou Zhou’s words as a child’s babble. And he firmly engraved today’s events in his mind, deciding that in the future, if someone said there was a problem, he would put down whatever he was doing to understand exactly what the problem was they were referring to.
a distant figure appeared.
Zhou Zhou watched intently towards the horizon, and when he saw the figure emerge, he exclaimed excitedly, more agitated than anyone else, as if the person approaching was his own father.
With the sound of voices and the sighting of the figure,
Those waiting became very excited.
"Let’s go down to greet him," Mao Ping said hastily, making his way down the city wall.
Everyone followed closely behind.
As they arrived at the city gate and saw the approaching figure, everyone was somewhat nervous. After all, they were about to face the one who had saved them from peril, like a godly being.
Lin Fan, seeing the people waiting at the gate, knew he would have to communicate with these survivors. He felt that these people indeed were not having an easy time, being able to hold out and form a base here.
Soon, he reached the city gate.
Lin Fan said with a smile on his face.
His gentle tone helped to narrow the distance between them. Although he had just helped them clear a lot of zombies, to him, these actions were normal. Mutual assistance was what he should do as an ordinary citizen and within his capabilities without overly pushing himself.
Mao Ping approached Lin Fan, reverent and respectful. "Hello, my name is Mao Ping. I am one of the leaders of Xiangshan Base. I cannot thank you enough for your help."
He was slightly nervous.
Uncertain how approachable the man before him was, if he turned out to be arrogant and domineering, they would still be unable to resist but would instead have to face him with smiles.
The surrounding survivors gathered at the door, looking at Lin Fan with worshipful eyes, as if gazing at a celebrity.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "It’s nothing, just lending a hand. When I heard that the Monitoring Zombies had set their sights on you, I rushed over from Huang City. Thankfully, I was in time. If it weren’t for all of you managing to hold out until now, the outcome might have been quite bleak."
When the group heard "from Huang City,"
They couldn’t quite grasp the concept.
The journey of over nine hundred kilometers, what kind of speed would that entail?
"Please, come inside," Mao Ping said.
Lin Fan nodded, curious about Xiangshan Base.
As he walked into the base,
the surrounding buildings were all of an ancient style, much like truly entering an old-time fortress, surrounded by walls that generally posed no issue unless faced with a horde of zombies.
The ground was also a mess.
Clearly, the zombie tide’s attack had had a significant impact on them.
He knew any shelter, when faced with danger, had those who bravely stepped forward and those who feared and fled.
These were things he could understand,
except for those who, in the name of personal safety, ignored the safety of others.