What does it have to do with us?
Now we’re tagging along with Brother Lin, who can throw planes with his bare hands and draws his sword against zombies.
Who’s daring enough to mess with us.
Who dares provoke us?
Returning to Huang City.
When Yang Ye and the others arrived at the Sunshine Shelter, they behaved exactly like the other survivors. For Lin Fan, such a situation requires a transition and adjustment period.
As for the three survivors who were persuaded to defect, they were taken to the prison by Lin Fan.
The three survivors looked at the building in front of them, their eyes filled with confusion. Clearly, they couldn’t understand why they had to come here. Wasn’t that just the Sunshine Shelter?
Or perhaps the other party wanted to assign them a position.
After all, they all had skills, and it was quite normal to receive attention.
Until Lin Fan patted them on the shoulder and earnestly spoke to them, they were dumbfounded, their mouths gaping and unable to close.
"You’ve done many bad things outside. If you run into Officer Huang, you’ll face unimaginable punishment. But now, since Officer Huang isn’t here, I’ve brought you to the prison in hopes that you can reform yourselves. When you come out, you’ll be clean individuals, and Sunshine Shelter will always welcome you, with open doors."
These words struck their heads like a thunderclap.
Their heads buzzed from the impact.
They wanted to ask Lin Fan if it was possible to regret or to call their boss and ask, "Does the boss still want us?"
They had already sealed their fate.
The three sighed helplessly, having no choice but to toughen up and proceed. Sunshine Shelter in Huang City was their only way out, so they decided to accept their imprisonment.
Anyone being sentenced to jail.
They would definitely curse in rage.
It’s the apocalypse, what good does jail do? We said we’d abandon evil and embrace good, foster positive energy, and we truly intended to change for the better. Why test us ?
But Zhou Yang and Gao Bo welcomed the three new prisoners warmly.
Zhou Yang was particularly delighted because the more prisoners in the prison, the more it proved how important his role as warden was.
Under his management, the prisoners in the prison were quite obedient, efficiently doing farm work.
Especially during inspections with Gao Bo.
All prisoners stood straight, not daring to breathe loudly, their eyes revealing fear and unease when looking at them.
This is precisely the effect he wanted.
Without authority, rules can’t be upheld. Without rules, these prisoners would indeed cause chaos.
Lin Fan, as usual, was out cleaning up zombies.
He felt that for some intelligent zombies, Huang City was like a forbidden ground in the apocalypse. Humans could roam freely, but zombies coming here were merely meeting their end.
"Welcome to Antai City"
He looked up at the dusty sign, not expecting to have cleared up to Antai City. This city, adjacent to Huang City, always benefitted from Huang City’s resources, even basking in its glory. They often boasted, "I roll with Brother Huang; Brother Huang always values me," claiming to be Brother Huang’s right-hand man.
Lin Fan, carrying his sword, strolled leisurely as the surrounding zombies growled, twisting their seemingly stiff but actually very agile bodies.
Lin Fan quickened his pace; Sword Radiance flickered, flesh and blood splattered, no zombie could withstand a single strike from him.
He entered Antai City, which was swarming with vicious zombies. Without anyone clearing them, the zombie population in the city was unimaginable.
Antai City had a population of one or two million. At the moment the apocalypse broke out, there were bound to be survivors who escaped, but many more turned into zombies amid the random outbreak.
He landed on a rooftop of a building, gazing into the distance.
A scene of chaos and decay.
Among the zombie crowd, he spotted many Evolutionary Zombies.
"Let’s start the cleanup."
Lin Fan brandished Frostmourne and swooped down. If any survivors remained alive, the commotion of his zombie slaughter would surely be heard.
Hope for survivors exists but it’s relatively low in probability.
After all, the city itself is a meat grinder now.
Whatever enters gets shredded to bits.
The building housing the Corpse God had undergone a dramatic transformation.
The fusion of flesh and reinforced concrete.
It was like a massive creature whose flesh could breathe. With each breath, the flesh shifted, emitting unknown gases, surrounded by zombies spreading from the building in all directions.
The climate-forming Corpse God successfully established the Corpse Nest, from which zombies, sticky all over, periodically emerged from open fleshy mouths.
These zombies differed from the others.
Their appearance was grotesquely deformed.
Some bodies were covered with tumors oozing sticky liquid.
Some heads looked bizarre, as if compressed by machines, a nauseating sight to those with normal aesthetics.
At this moment, inside the building.
The power Awakener, Dai Quan, had been a servant to the Corpse God for some time.
There was a complete transformation in his essence, brimming with astounding explosive power, as if housing unimaginable strength.
The supply of crystals elevated Dai Quan’s abilities to the third phase.