Tan Qing said, "Hello."
Laughter came from the other side.
Zhou Peng listened and, sure enough, just like recorded in the Zombie Album, you could tell from the voice that they were very young.
At that moment, Lin Fan’s voice came through again.
"Has anything happened over at Xiangshan Base?"
With the attack of the million-strong zombie horde, Lin Fan specifically asked. If something truly happened at Xiangshan, they would definitely contact him with the radio equipment.
Although there had been no contact, he still wanted to ask proactively.
He knew that Tan Qing and the others would definitely not reach out to him if they hadn’t encountered an unresolvable issue, but some matters aren’t as simple as they seem on the surface. Often, they come in waves, one after another—the initial wave might seem small, yet it’s actually paving the way for the massive waves that follow.
Tan Qing: "No, everything is peaceful and safe."
Lin Fan: "That’s good to hear. Yesterday Sunshine Shelter encountered some strange zombies, triggering a million-strong horde to launch an attack on my location."
"Ah? A million-strong horde, there’s no trouble, is there?"
Upon hearing this, Tan Qing’s face changed color, especially at the word ’million,’ which completely terrified him. Even the horde attacking Xiangshan probably didn’t amount to a fraction of that.
If Xiangshan Base had faced such an onslaught, they wouldn’t even know how they died.
Not to mention Tan Qing being dumbstruck.
Even those standing behind him were scared stiff by Lin Fan’s revelation; their brains struggled to imagine such a scene—a million-strong zombie horde would surely look like an oppressive dark mass.
Zhou Peng’s brow twitched slightly. A million-strong horde?
It was somewhat hard to believe.
Lin Fan: "No problem, it’s all been resolved. Honestly, I’m rather thankful for that strange zombie. You know I was clearing out the zombies in Salt City. Those zombies were scattered across various streets, making it a bit of a hassle to deal with. Gathered together, it was actually much easier."
Zhou Peng blinked, allowing the other party to boast wildly. I swear, not a single nonsense word I want to say.
Mao Jingjing exclaimed, "Brother Lin, you’re too incredible! It’s really hard to imagine what a million-strong zombie horde would look like. If we had faced that, we’d probably have been scared stupid."
Lin Fan, "There’s no scene to speak of, just an oppressively dark mass. I don’t even know how many zombies were trampled to death by their own kind. The only trouble is the cleanup work—there are too many bodies. Fortunately, we have quite a few people here, and everyone’s working on the cleanup. It might take some time, but we should be able to get it done."
On the other end of the radio equipment, Lin Fan wasn’t boasting about anything; he was just telling them the plain truth, without exaggeration, letting them understand that the current situation was a bit off—that among the zombies, there must be a terrifying one hidden.
Tan Qing said, "By the way, Zhou Peng, the person in charge of Salt City Base, is right by my side. He just delivered a few trucks’ worth of supplies to us."
With that, he nodded towards Zhou Peng and handed the speaking device to him.
Zhou Peng smiled and nodded, taking the device, "Mr. Lin, hello, my name is Zhou Peng."
"Hello, thank you for your help. I am aware of your abilities; Disguise is a very impressive ability. With the supplies you have brought, I think they will live better."
"Not at all, not at all, it’s all part of my duties. I’ve long admired you after hearing about you from Brother Tan, who says Mr. Lin is like a beacon in the apocalypse, illuminating the path forward for everyone."
Zhou Peng started off showering Lin Fan with a flurry of lavish compliments, making loud flattery.
Lin Fan laughed, "Everyone is a beacon in others’ hearts. Speaking of your name, I’ve heard from a friend about someone also named Zhou Peng, but he’s not from Salt City."
"Really, there are just too many people with the same name. My name has always been quite ordinary; it’s very common to share it. However, Mr. Lin, where is this survivor named Zhou Peng your friend mentioned? If possible, I could go find him and bring him back. One more person is an addition to our strength."
Zhou Peng appeared very calm. He was certain that the Zhou Peng the other party mentioned was indeed himself.
The only ones who managed to escape his grasp were that one woman and child. They must have exposed his name.
For Zhou Peng, he was vigilant about this. Dammit, the world is so big, and yet we could still run into each other. It has to be said, this is a very bad situation.
Lin Fan, "That’s true. I will be heading to Xiangshan later, and we can meet when I arrive to share our views about the future."
Zhou Peng said, "Sure, no problem. I’m really looking forward to meeting Mr. Lin."
Lin Fan said, "Although I’m far from Xiangshan Base, I can reach it very quickly with my speed. It’s just, with what happened yesterday, I’m not quite ready to go there. Otherwise, you can wait for me there, and I could arrive in just a few minutes."
Xiangshan Base was at least eight or nine hundred kilometers away from Salt City, yet the other party claimed he could arrive in minutes.
He observed the expressions of Tan Qing and the others. They were very calm, without any change, clearly indicating that they all believed the other party could indeed arrive here within minutes.
For Zhou Peng, he definitely couldn’t meet with Lin Fan right now. For some reason, he felt a sense of panic, as if he feared being seen through.
"No worries, Mr. Lin, you can go ahead with your business. There’s no rush for this moment."
Zhou Peng didn’t continue the conversation with Lin Fan, instead handing the equipment back to Tan Qing.