"I’ve prepared twenty white crystals and twenty black crystals for Wenwen. The golden crystals are hard to come by, and Old Zhou and the others haven’t absorbed any yet, so that’s all I can prepare for now. If something unexpected happens in the future, such as if I die, then Wenwen’s telekinesis will be the strongest awakening ability, and she will carry our last hope."
"What are you talking about? We all might die, but you won’t."
Gu Hang felt helpless. Lin Fan always had wild thoughts. Honestly, he believed Lin Fan was an immensely formidable being. In this world, there definitely wasn’t anything that could threaten Lin Fan’s life.
Lin Fan smiled, "Enough said, enough said, just kidding."
Gu Hang gave Lin Fan a look and then patted him on the shoulder, "You really shouldn’t talk nonsense."
Lin Fan, holding a Screaming Zombie, was hunting the emerging zombies.
"In an area that hasn’t been cleaned up, surprises abound. Ten streets let me collect four white crystals, three black crystals, and one golden crystal. It’s truly hard to imagine such occurrence rates."
He always felt that he had compressed the zombies’ living environment.
Forcing them to continuously retreat.
Eventually surviving in that small area.
Gently patting the Screaming Zombie’s head, "You’ve really been working hard. If it weren’t for you, things wouldn’t have been so smooth for me."
His gratitude towards the Screaming Zombie was profound.
But he had no love for it.
After all, apart from Officer Huang, human relationships with zombies were impossible.
Just then, he heard noises around him, and soon after, he saw a zombie whose limbs had replaced its feet.
A zombie that had reached the golden crystal stage.
He hadn’t expected the Screaming Zombie to draw in such a zombie. Thinking it over, it probably wasn’t the case as Hunters weren’t influenced by Screaming Zombies.
Clearly, it knew there were humans here.
The Hunter moved incredibly fast, shifting left and right. Human eyes could catch it, but only catch its afterimages. In a flash, the Hunter appeared behind Lin Fan, pouncing towards him.
Lin Fan turned around and with a sweep of his hand blade, he decapitated the Hunter.
The round, terrifying, and ugly head rolled on the ground.
Quite a good harvest.
He sliced open the head and extracted a golden crystal.
If Old Zhou and the others saw this scene, they would definitely worship him. This is what a real powerhouse looks like. To become someone like Lin Fan, one wonders just how many crystals are needed.
"Clearing out, continue to clean, the areas needing cleaning in the city are getting smaller, I think I can handle it."
He sped up, took a step, and vanished from the spot like a ghost, becoming a fleeting shadow. The former Lin Fan when clearing zombies always liked dragging his feet as if he were window-shopping, walking down the streets, looking at the shops around him.
Feeling the desolation of the post-apocalyptic streets.
They had long claimed the human cities as their territories, but with Lin Fan’s arrival, all balance was utterly shattered. No matter what type of zombie it was, upon encountering Lin Fan, the outcome was either being split in half or having their crystals taken.
There was no third possibility.
"Welcome to your arrival."
As Old Zhou and the others arrived, the base manager greeted them. Professor Xia had already informed him that the city’s survivors would personally come to collect their War Armor.
Old Zhou greeted them.
The base’s producers, seeing Old Zhou and Dong Jia in War Armor, although all War Armors were produced under their watch, were still quite familiar with the situation regarding zombies.
Could those War Armors they produced really compete with those terrifying Evolutionary Zombies?
At first, when the War Armor was developed, everyone was filled with hope, but later, as they learned about the kinds of zombies, they started to doubt the effectiveness of the War Armor. Could it really play a critical role in the apocalypse?
The manager led them to where the War Armors were displayed, each suit orderly and meticulously arranged there.
Zhou Yang couldn’t help but step forward and touch the icy feel of the War Armor.
Since he had joined Sunshine Shelter, he understood the path ahead. He also kept consuming crystals, feeling his powers enhance. He knew how formidable the defense mechanism of the War Armor was. Facing ordinary zombies, even if surrounded, he could still fight his way out using its powerful strength.
Even facing Evolutionary Zombies, he was not the least bit intimidated.
He felt there definitely was a set of War Armor for him.
Then he turned around and looked at the line of survivors standing there.
"Are they all production experts of War Armor?" Zhou Yang respected professionals, recognizing that such innovations could only be achieved by smart people. For someone like him, good at cards and drinking, getting into technical stuff definitely wasn’t his forte.
The manager said, "They don’t dare to claim to be experts, just professionals involved in production."
Zhou Yang said, "Thanks to everyone’s hard work, because of you, we have War Armor, and with War Armor, we can hunt zombies. You all are truly heroes who work tirelessly behind the scenes."
One of the producers stepped forward and said, "I know War Armor can handle ordinary zombies, but those Evolutionary Zombies, can War Armor really deal with them?"
"It can," Old Zhou stepped forward, stated firmly.