Police Station.
Lam Pham came here again to report the situation to the police uncles.
After all, his four kicks killed four survivors. Although it was self-defense, people were dead. He originally intended to subdue them and send them to the police station for the police uncles to handle.
But who could have thought such a thing would happen?
As he just arrived at the police station, he saw that uniformed zombie he had encountered before. It seemed to hear Lam Pham's footsteps, suddenly turned its head, tilted its head to look carefully, its pale eyes moving, nose twitching, as if sniffing something.
"I have something to say." He smiled; he just liked such friendly zombies that could be rational. He really detested those zombies that would attack people at the slightest provocation; that was truly meaningless.
Extremely unfriendly.
The uniformed zombie had fresh blood at the corner of its mouth.
Dripping.
As if it had just bitten someone.
Lam Pham wasn't scared in the slightest. In his view, the uniformed zombie before him was definitely maintaining order outside, bravely stepping forward to catch violent thugs.
No problem at all.
"Clearly already turned into a zombie, yet didn't collude with other zombies, maintaining justice in his heart from beginning to end. Truly has professional ethics."
He sighed with emotion.
Besides respect, still respect.
As the uniformed zombie approached, he recounted the previous events truthfully, in great detail, from the beginning to the end, one by one, without any concealment.
After he finished speaking, the uniformed zombie, having approached and sniffed him a few times, turned and left, not paying him any attention at all.
"This means..." Lam Pham looked at the uniformed zombie's departing back, fell into deep contemplation, then understood. It means I'm okay, can leave.
Mm... Definitely this meaning.
"Officer uncle, can I leave?" Lam Pham asked.
The departing uniformed zombie said nothing, didn't even turn its head.
Not speaking means agreement.
Left the police station.
Rode the electric scooter, strolling on the road, always searching for survivors, wanting to pitch housing.
Passing Tan Phong Seed Company Subsidiary, he thought of the vegetable garden situation, went in to buy some more seeds, thinking of making the vegetable garden bigger and better, utilizing it well, to provide vegetables for the residential area.
Finished buying seeds and left.
His figure appearing on the street added some color to it.
Nighttime.
Balcony. Lam Pham liked standing here, looking at the night view outside. Although Hoang city now lacked its former brilliance, in Lam Pham's eyes, it was still beautiful.
Looked up at the sky.
Stars that were once hard to see, now twinkled, emitting a faint light.
"Specks of starlight are the radiance of hope."
Lam Pham propped up his chin, enjoying the night breeze, looking at the sky. Life now wasn't boring. Duong Quang Apartments had many people accompanying him, which made him very happy. Seeing everyone living together amicably, he felt extremely gratified.
Suddenly.
BOOM!
RUMBLE!
A violent explosion occurred, very, very far away. A huge fireball appeared; buildings were shaking.
Manh Manh, already asleep, was awakened.
Wailed loudly.
Lam Pham hurriedly hugged Manh Manh, coaxing her. Didn't know what happened over there. If not mistaken, over there seemed to be the industrial zone, with many factories.
He looked towards the distance, frowned, his expression very grave.
"How could such a thing happen?"
He watched quietly, didn't think about going to see what happened. Some excitement can be watched, some cannot. After all, who knows if there will be a second explosion? If approaching, definitely would endanger personal safety.
So far away, yet could still hear the explosion, enough to prove how powerful it was.
Such an explosion instantly attracted the zombies hidden in the darkness. They ran towards the sound of the explosion, but the explosion dissipated quickly. The zombies, hearing no movement, soon stood dazed on the spot.
Even downstairs, zombies appeared.
A while ago, it was clearly cleaned so thoroughly by him. Who knew how long had passed, and zombies appeared again? Could only say zombies' mobility was very strong.
Manh Manh was crying, crying for a long time.
A baby's cry is very penetrating.
"Ugh ugh... Roar."
The zombies looked towards the residential area.
For them, as long as they heard a sound, they would appear extremely irritable, very terrifying.
Lam Pham stood on the balcony, shouted downstairs: "Please don't be like this. The explosion just now was too loud; the child was scared and cried. Hope you can leave. Don't shout in the middle of the night. Can you give the babies a beautiful night?"
How he wished the zombies could understand, then obediently leave.
But he knew this was impossible.
If this group of zombies really listened, such things wouldn't happen. Even if the apocalypse arrived, everyone wouldn't live so hard.
Handed Manh Manh over to Sis Li.
He carried his sword and walked out of the residential area.
No other intention.
Just wanted to reason properly with this group of zombies.
He didn't feel any aversion towards the act of chopping zombies. Sometimes, even looked forward to it a bit, just like playing a game. Killing zombies could add points; more points meant getting stronger.
That kind of physical quality improvement felt extremely comfortable, an indescribable pleasure.
Leaped gently, landed on the ground.
"You guys..."
Lam Pham raised his arm, pointed at this group of irritable zombies, shook his head helplessly. Nothing good to say.
Early morning.
The first thing upon waking was to look into the distance. Could see smog drifting. Recalling last night's events, he could only say, truly a very helpless matter.
Finished some things, headed downstairs.
"Old Sirs, good."
Greeted.
"Little Pham, come here, have something to tell you." Old man Vuong waved towards Little Pham.
Lam Pham smiled, "Old Sir, is there anything I can help with?"
Co Hang stood beside.
He had thought for a long time, just wanted to reinforce the safety of the residential area. Individual strength, excluding the pervert Lam Pham, others were very weak. The only ones who could be useful were people with intelligent brains and...
But no matter how smart one's brain, how strong one's practical ability, the prerequisite is to have tools.
"Help me run an errand, buy some things. Quite a lot of stuff, the journey is also a bit far. The errand fee, how about two hundred?" Old man Vuong said.
"Okay."
Agreed without hesitation.
Two hundred for an errand fee, this amount was already very high.
Old man Vuong said, "Co Hang will drive my car with you."
"No problem."
Needing to drive meant buying quite a lot of things. Although driving easily attracts zombies, it didn't matter. He was very strong; why care about the zombie threat? He wasn't scared at all.
...
Old man Vuong's car's safety wasn't high; encountering a zombie siege would be very difficult to withstand.
Passing by the bank.
"Bro Hang, stop the car first. I'll go withdraw some cash. How much cash is needed?"
The old men's bank cards were all with him, but he wouldn't use them alone. This money belonged to the old gentlemen, had nothing to do with him; he was just keeping it safe.
"Five or six thousand."
"Okay."
Lam Pham asked Co Hang to lock the car doors and windows, walked towards the bank. Looking at the bank's desolate atmosphere, could only shake his head. Went to the ATM, inserted the bank card, entered the password. After a moment, the sound of banknotes counting echoed, dispensed. Took the money, turned and left.
The car drove on the road.
He looked outside, could only say... extremely desolate.
"Bro Hang, current life has a big impact on you, right?" Lam Pham said.
Co Hang sighed, "Ai, it has a big impact on everyone. Disaster came as it came. Until now, still don't know what happened. You've also watched zombie movies; many are disasters caused by virus leaks. But I found it doesn't seem to be like this. Viruses need carriers, need nutrients. How exactly do these zombies maintain their needed nutrients? Biting people? There aren't that many people for them to bite."
"That day Duong Tue gave birth, there was a zombie that could make sounds to attract other zombies. Feels like this is a kind of zombie evolution, very strange."
He also didn't think this could be caused by a virus.
Lam Pham said, "It's okay. I think everything necessary will end soon. I think I should strive to eliminate zombies. One day, when there are no zombies in the world, that's when we start rebuilding."
Co Hang shook his head, "Little Pham, your thinking is too simple. The number of zombies is too large. Just Hoang city alone, the population exceeds ten million. Survivors are a minority, zombies are the majority. If we kill them one by one like this, until what year and month will we finish?"
Lam Pham said, "Nothing is difficult in the world if one sets their mind to it. Didn't the story of Yu Gong moving mountains teach us that persistence is victory?"
Co Hang glanced at Lam Pham, focused on driving, finally nodded, considered it as agreeing with these words.
As for in his heart, still felt how could he possibly finish chopping them all.
Not to mention the seven or eight billion people globally, just the population in the country. With Hoang city's current situation, encountering survivors was truly too rare. He also suspected eighty percent of Hoang city's total population had turned into zombies.
Then the first wave of attacks separated the remaining twenty percent of the population, approaching total annihilation. Even if there were survivors, facing this kind of savage and terrifying zombie, who could resist?
The more he thought, the more terrifying.
Always felt like this was going to wipe out the whole world.
At this time.
Co Hang saw a large number of zombies following behind the car, his heart very calm. Just increased speed, heading towards the destination. Zombies' running speed is fast.
But compared to a car, the gap is very large.
Lam Pham looked at the zombies following behind the car. Mm, very good. Running fast isn't without reason. Look at these zombies, so diligent. The more they run, the faster they get.
Tan Phong Market.
Belonged to the old market, occupied a large area, sold many things. All sorts of items could be bought here. Co Hang just wanted to buy some active equipment here.
The car drove at a slow speed; that group of zombies behind was thrown off.
Co Hang observed the surroundings, simultaneously searching for storefronts. Soon saw a shop.
Stopped the car.
Lam Pham asked Co Hang to wait in the car.
Stood outside, looking at the surrounding situation. Extremely quiet. A gust of wind blew, stirring up dust.
Knocked on the glass.
"Bro Hang, honk the horn a few times," Lam Pham bent down and said.
"Huh?"
"Honk the horn, attract the surrounding zombies out. This group of zombies is extremely insidious. They like to hide in the dark, also like to pretend to be sluggish, swaying. In short, very dangerous. Honk the horn to attract them all out. When buying things, you will be very safe," Lam Pham said.
Co Hang said, "Wouldn't that be too dangerous?"
He was still a bit worried.
The range of a car horn's sound isn't small; the number of zombies attracted might be very large.
Lam Pham looked at Co Hang puzzledly. Could it be Bro Hang didn't see the great battle against the zombie horde at the community entrance that day? Why still doubting now?
This question was worth deep thought.
"Bro Hang, you don't know I'm very formidable?" Lam Pham asked.
"Also true." Co Hang was stunned, reacted, couldn't help but shake his head. Wasn't that night's scene shocking enough? Thinking about this market, even if there were many zombies, how many could there be? Could there be more than that night?
Thinking of this.
Co Hang also felt relieved.
Beep beep beep...
The sound of the horn spread.
Lam Pham stood beside the car, waiting quietly. In an instant, from the nearest shop, zombies savagely charged towards Lam Pham. Without even a glance, swung the sword out. Didn't cut, but just used the back of the sword to fiercely slam horizontally, directly knocking the zombie far away.
He wasn't stupid.
Based on this zombie's running speed and direction, if he chopped off its head, the kinetic energy would still exist. He would have to dodge, and the zombie would fiercely crash into the car.
That sticky fluid would dirty the car.
Co Hang turned his head to look at the zombie knocked away. Even though he had seen even more explosive scenes, seeing this scene now, still felt extremely shocking.
Just how much strength, how much explosive power would it take to achieve this situation?
Truly terrifying.
"Ugh ugh... Roar."
Concentrated roars came, also running sounds, even bang bang sounds of smashing glass, also sounds of jumping down from upstairs.
These sounds mixed together.
Felt like a mighty force.
"So many!"
Lam Pham looked at the situation ahead. The number of zombies was very large, packing the passage. A glance over, at least one or two hundred. Didn't expect a market to have so many zombies.
Thinking of Co Hang's safety.
He bent down, "Bro Hang, you drive the car outside for a stroll first. The number is a bit large. Chopping them up later will take some time. I'm afraid your car will be hit by zombies. Better go out for a stroll first."
Co Hang saw Lam Pham really wanted to fight the zombie horde, said no more. Any sentence would be a waste of time. With this group of zombies' running speed, it wouldn't take long to get here.
"Okay."
Few words, much meaning.
Started the car, left this place.
Lam Pham carried his sword, stood there, waiting quietly.
Among this group of running zombies, were old people, women, also children.
Mighty momentum.
If it were any ordinary person, seeing this situation, would probably be scared into wetting their pants on the spot.
"Warning you, don't come near, otherwise I will defend myself." Lam Pham gave this group of zombies a chance, hoping they could understand the unimaginable beauty of being alive.
However, his warning, to zombies, was just nonsense.
No effect at all.
"Ugh ugh... Roar."
Zombies roared.
Lam Pham, with one sword strike, pierced through the mouth of the foremost charging zombie, out through the back of its head. Wrist flicked, swept sideways, instantly cutting off half the zombie's face. Swung Frostmourne in his hand, slaughtering.
[Kill Zombie] [Points +1] ...
The number of zombies was very large. This kind of zombie with extremely strong mobility, for any survivor, was a disaster, unimaginable.
But for Lam Pham.
Just needed to pay a little attention. Because zombie blood is very smelly, extremely sticky. Getting it on the body is very disgusting.
Wave after wave of zombies were chopped to the ground by him.
No ability to resist whatsoever.
Frostmourne in his hand was stained with blood. With his every swing, the whistling sound of the sword could be heard. Perhaps it was the sound of cutting through air. What exactly it was, no longer important.
He hadn't learned swordsmanship; his swings and slashes had no set routine.
His own speed, strength, stamina, had all reached an extreme limit, reached a level humans absolutely couldn't achieve. So the power unleashed was terrifying.
"Ugh ugh... Roar."
Zombies roared. They didn't fear death, continuously charging, just wanting to use numbers to completely break through Lam Pham, completely overwhelm him, become food for their mouths.
At this time.
Within the zombie horde, a zombie using all four limbs continuously weaved through. Its speed was very fast, so fast it seemed to leave afterimages.
This was a Speed-type zombie.
Its flexible and sturdy limbs gave it very strong explosive power.
The only problem was, the pants at its crotch had long been torn, a certain thing constantly rubbing against the ground, bloody and messy, sticky. This perhaps was the reason for being too old.
Lam Pham, who was swinging and slashing, his ears twitched slightly, heard movement behind him.
Turned around sharply.
Saw the Speed-type zombie lunging towards him, its blood-basin mouth dripping with deadly sticky fluid, mouth torn open to the ears, wanting to swallow Lam Pham's head in one bite.
Pfft!
Blood splattered.
Frostmourne, nurtured by Lam Pham into righteousness and hope, swept horizontally. Silver light flashed, tearing the Speed-type zombie's head. One sword slash, blood fell onto surrounding zombies.
[Kill Speed-type Zombie] [Points +4]
A shop.
Second floor.
A man stared, his pupils about to crack.
"Is this still human?"