"The fluttering national flag, so beautiful,"
Lin Fan looked back with a smile, carrying things, and left happily.
He was very busy then.
Security was his main job, cleaning the streets his part-time side job.
Running errands was also part of his work.
As long as there were jobs that could make money, he was willing to try them. Taking initiative meant he could make money in this post-apocalyptic world.
He passed by a bakery.
He knew there were survivors inside the bakery, but it seemed they were so traumatized by the apocalypse that they were dazed and extremely wary of other survivors and the surrounding environment.
Therefore, he hoped to use his unique way to send warmth to them.
At least to slightly calm their restless minds.
"There he is again, that creepy and terrifying guy. Is he really a survivor?"
Su Xiaoxiao lifted a corner of the curtain and saw that across the street, always someone o stood quietly in front of the desolate shop, looking in her direction and waving his hand.
Just like a scene from a horror movie.
"Wuu wuu wuu, I’m so scared,"
Su Xiaoxiao huddled beneath the window, shivering; she was genuinely frightened, wondering why he could boldly appear on the street, utterly fearless of those terrifying zombies.
Lin Fan did not think about getting close.
He just watched quietly for a while.
Walking lightly on the street, he headed towards the residential area.
There were survivors around, not just the one in the bakery, but others too.
there were two survivors, a man and a woman. The man was the owner of this adult shop, and the female survivor had been scared senseless by the street’s situation at the apocalypse’s onset and had panicked into hiding in this shop.
Eventually, it was just the two of them hiding in the shop.
"Look, look! There’s someone on the street!"
The woman looked exhausted, the ordeal of the apocalypse had somewhat broken her spirit, feeling like a walking corpse. She was originally very fond of beauty, but now, from the apocalypse to the present, she hadn’t washed for many days and stunk.
She felt great regret.
Regretting hiding in this adult shop. The first time she saw the store’s owner, he gave her a sleazy vibe, but thinking about how messy it was outside.
But she thought things would soon return to calm, and with the owner’s cowardice, he surely wouldn’t dare to do anything to her.
Back then, she was clutching her phone,
calling the police repeatedly, and dialing her family, but no one answered, or their phones were already switched off.
She checked the news, and on the first day, the news was still reporting.
Telling everyone to hide at home, not to randomly open doors for anyone, and to wait calmly; at that time, although she was a bit scared and worried, she thought the situation could end very soon, so she wasn’t too afraid.
She didn’t believe that the adult shop’s owner would dare to do anything to her.
Who could have thought that the situation hadn’t ended by the second day and had even worsened? She had seen those biting monsters, like crazed dogs, continuously ripping into running people.
She also saw people trying to escape by car, but because they made too much noise, countless zombies chased them, ultimately stopping the vehicles, overturning them, shattering the windows, and dragging them out to be eaten.
Those scenes, like nightmares, lingered in her heart, unforgettable.
And then the adult shop owner had finally snapped, pushing her against the window, pressing down on her head, telling her that if she dared to resist, he would throw her out, making her fodder for the zombies.
She didn’t want to die; she submitted, and now that she saw hope, she had to leave this hellish place.
the adult shop owner, Zuo Qiang, was delirious. Hearing the woman’s words, his expression turned fierce, like a madman, he furiously rushed forward, grabbing the woman’s neck, and growled lowly.
"What are you trying to do, trying to leave me, huh? I’m telling you, it’s impossible,"
"I’ve given you food and drink, who do you think you’ll leave with? It’s impossible, if you try to leave, I’ll strangle you, strangle you."
At that moment, Zuo Qiang was frighteningly insane.
His paranoia was terrifying to anyone who saw it.
He was almost driven mad, his tolerance very low, and at night, hearing the groans of zombies, he felt he was close to losing his mind.
Trying to hold out for days, without enough food or strength, his mental state was even worse.
There’s no exploited field, only an exhausted ox.
The woman’s face was flushed red, eyes rolling back, her hands weakly grabbing at Zuo Qiang’s wrists, unable to breathe, her brain oxygen-deprived, her consciousness gradually fading.
"There’s a disturbance,"
Lin Fan stopped in his tracks, looking across the street to the Jiji Adult Shop, struck by the sight of a figure falling from a window.
This scenario, this event, seemed familiar.
As if he had encountered it many times before.
He crossed the road at the crosswalk.
Arrived at the base of the building.
It was a woman, very haggard, emitting a foul smell.
But this smell didn’t affect Lin Fan’s mood.
There were finger marks on the woman’s neck.
Looking up at the second floor.
"What are you doing?" Lin Fan frowned, not expecting to encounter another homicide.
He had really noticed that in these apocalyptic times, the relationships between people were truly not friendly.
This was not his imagined city.
Nor the residents of his imagined city, though occasionally there might be minor conflicts, most were friendly.