"Ah, right, Little Pham, when you went fishing before, you could catch that kind of fish, proving the fish in the Chao River are still alive. I think fishing rods are a time-wasting choice. Should go buy some fishing nets, put some bait inside, throw them into the river, collect the nets the next day. The surplus shrimp, fish, and other products caught can also be raised in the community area, reducing our community's food demand."
Old man Vuong stated many main points.
"Little Pham, what do you think?"
Lam Pham said, "Old man Vuong makes a lot of sense."
Old man Vuong said, "This money can just come from our cards. We are already old; being able to help the young people is also a small contribution from us."
Lam Pham had no money, still owed the old man ten thousand yuan, could only smile silently.
Praised the old man in his heart.
At the same time, also reflected on himself; his own running errands always required payment, while the old man selflessly contributed money. Truly high ideology, high character.
Learn, really must learn.
The wealthiest in the entire Duong Quang Apartments were likely the two old gentlemen and Nhan Ny Ny.
The poorest were Lam Pham, and also Co Yich Jiang and his grandson.
"I, this old man, have said what should be said. Does anyone have anything to add? After all, people get old, the mind isn't too sharp, definitely have omissions," Old man Vuong said with a smile.
"Old Chief said it very comprehensively," Co Hang said.
"Old Sir spoke very well, feel like there's nothing else."
"Mm, I think so too."
Old man Chu had something to say, but hesitated, ultimately didn't speak.
He wanted to say, how about letting me bring over a military factory production line, I'll research and develop a batch of weapons? But thinking about it, better forget it. Too troublesome, too cumbersome. Such large equipment, where to put it?
Besides, how loud is the sound of gunfire?
Clearly only a few zombies, Little Pham could easily chop them dead. Why bother firing guns, attracting more zombies? And more importantly, he understood a bit: Duong Quang Apartments' development is definitely not just limited to the present; there will surely be more survivors coming. If that time comes, if by any chance Little Pham misjudges, a bad person mixes in, causing harm with a gun, that would be unimaginable.
He noticed Old Vuong looking at him.
Instantly understood.
Afraid Old Vuong had also thought about this aspect long ago, so didn't bring it up.
Moreover, Old Vuong had a shotgun there. Perhaps this would be the only gun in the community later on, not used for hunting zombies, but for threatening bandits.
Lam Pham looked at the paper filled with notes, revealing a happy smile.
The meeting was held very successfully.
Very helpful for the future development of the residential area.
He normally didn't think about these things.
Just thought if something was missing, go buy it. Now thinking about it, still the old man is more far-sighted, has ideas.
"Any more suggestions?" Lam Pham looked at everyone.
Seeing everyone silent.
Lam Pham stood up, "Our Duong Quang Apartments' first meeting concludes successfully. I will resolve the above matters recently. If there are any thoughts later, can hold a second meeting. Thank you."
Clapped lightly.
Lam Pham was very happy, felt being a host felt really refreshing.
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...
Son Thuy Hao Vien.
Ma Xuong and Nghiem Hoa hurried in.
"Big Brother, we have something to report! Seen a ghost! Really seen a ghost!" Nghiem Hoa rushed in and quickly said.
Vuong Dai Phu looked at their flustered expressions, couldn't help but frown. What's the situation? Rash, like seeing a ghost. As the big brother, he remained calm, definitely couldn't show any panic.
"What matter? Speak slowly."
Nghiem Hoa said, "Ma Xuong and I were outside looking for that steel beast. Just standing by the roadside, saw a survivor. Then I honked the horn, attracted zombies. Really didn't expect the opponent actually held a Great Sword, and very easily chopped nine zombies dead. Fundamentally no difficulty at all."
A man holding instant noodles in the corner seemed to think of something, hurriedly said, "The Great Sword you saw, wasn't it Frostmourne from World of Warcraft? The opponent is very young, always maintaining a smile, looks silly, dazed, just like a fool?"
"Yes, yes, yes! Just like that!" Nghiem Hoa nodded.
"F***! Big Brother! It's that guy! Before when we were looking for guns at the police station, that guy brought people to ambush us, almost got us all killed!" he hurriedly said.
Nghiem Hoa said, "Not right, I saw he was alone."
"Aiya! You guys ran fast! He has a group hiding nearby, definitely wanting to continue tricking people! Big Brother, that guy is really sinister!"
Vuong Dai Phu listened to the two underlings report the situation, brows tightly knit, pondering.
For him, how other survivors were, he had no interest at all.
Now seems not so simple. Hoang city still has another group of survivors capable of threatening them. If they obtained that steel beast mobile fortress, then really bad.
"Nghiem Hoa, did you see anyone else?" Vuong Dai Phu asked.
Nghiem Hoa shook his head, "No. When he walked towards us, we quickly stepped on the gas and left."
Thinking of the previous matter, couldn't help but rejoice at his choice.
Luckily ran fast.
Otherwise, afraid something really would have happened.
Falling into the hands of that group of survivors.
Could survive?
"Know the location?" Vuong Dai Phu asked.
Nghiem Hoa said, "Right on Changhong Road. But the specific location, still don't know, might need to search carefully." (Assuming Trường hồng đường -> Changhong Road)
Vuong Dai Phu stood up, "Go find! Find their location! This kind of survivor team must be eliminated! Otherwise, they are a threat to us!"
"Yes, Big Brother!" Nghiem Hoa answered without hesitation. Joking aside, Big Brother had already given the order. If hesitant, could be seeking death, very easy to leave a bad impression in Big Brother's heart. So no matter how dangerous, must agree first.
Vuong Dai Phu squinted his eyes. Originally thought his family was the only established survivor team in Hoang city. Now seems perhaps not just that.
Damn it.
Must get guns.
Hoang city police station has many, all have armories. But the only frustrating thing is, zombies are the main obstacle blocking them, too dangerous.
...
...
Somewhere on the road.
Inside the steel beast.
"How is finding a safe place to stay so difficult?" Tu Trach Duong gnawed on bread, drank mineral water, face full of sorrow. The previous residence, although not large, was at least extremely safe.
Old Mao said, "No choice. Too many zombies. Now should pray our car absolutely cannot break down, otherwise, really big trouble."
The equipment was all in the repair shop.
Even carrying a toolbox, could only fix minor problems. If a major fault occurred, really done for.
Sis Van asked, "Big Sis, do we have a good place to go?"
Big Sis looked somewhat haggard, "Now I know the opponent's purpose, which is to get our car. So finding a place must be safe, able to store our car. If placed outside, using those people's methods, prying open the car door to steal the car is very simple."
Hearing these words, everyone instantly understood. Afraid Big Sis also hadn't thought of a good place.
Suddenly.
A sedan appeared in their line of sight, slowly parking.
"Damn! We've been discovered!" Tu Trach Duong pointed ahead and exclaimed.
Everyone looked over there. Indeed, a black sedan, someone inside staring at them.
Big Sis decisively said, "Drive the car next to the opponent, honk madly!"
"Okay."
Old Mao stomped the accelerator, suddenly honked the horn. The piercing sound spread in all directions. Bang bang sounds incessantly. Zombies, hearing the sound, came from alleys, jumped down from building floors. Even if falling with heads split open spraying blood, still surged forward relentlessly, utterly disregarding whether the injuries on their bodies needed tending.
The person in that black sedan saw the steel beast approaching ferociously, thought about continuing to follow the opponent, see where they would finally dock. Who knew the opponent acted like a dog, actually came towards him, still honking the horn, attracting surrounding zombies.
"F*** your mother! Relying on an awesome car to act like this?" The man gripped the steering wheel tightly, cursing angrily. Seeing more and more zombies, he knew if he didn't leave now, the final result would be extremely tragic. Could only step on the gas, quickly leave.
Old Mao saw the opponent leave, didn't stop, but sped off in another direction.
Then chose a safe place to park.
Panted slightly.
"Too dangerous! We're being targeted! Those people are really hateful! It's already the apocalypse, everyone wants to live, why kill each other?" Sis Van's mental state was somewhat gloomy, again feeling deep despair towards the apocalypse.
Tu Trach Duong said, "How about we leave Hoang city?"
Big Sis said, "Leave Hoang city, where can we go? To the next unfamiliar city? Here at least we are familiar with the roads, know where is where. If we go to the next city, aren't we like headless flies flying around randomly?"
Tu Trach Duong asked, "Then what should we do?"
"Heaven never seals off all paths. As long as you have confidence in yourself, you can find hope," Big Sis comforted them, knowing recent various encounters greatly affected their mood. Honestly, she was also affected, but no choice, could only endure. In a team, someone must maintain rationality.
Suddenly.
A piercing shriek exploded.
The sound's penetration was extremely strong. Even waiting inside the car, they were affected. Fortunately, the car's insulation effect was very good, just slightly making the ears feel uncomfortable.
"What happened?"
"Big Sis, look! There's a car overturned over there!" Tu Trach Duong pointed ahead and said.
Just now, he saw a modified bus appear from the intersection ahead, directly overturning. Immediately after, bursts of piercing sound came.
They watched in shock, only saw a strange zombie standing there screeching. Immediately after, an even more terrifying scene erupted: countless zombies swarmed from all directions.
These zombies seemed to have been summoned.
Inside the overturned bus.
Survivors crawled out, faces pained, staggering, enduring the seemingly familiar screech. Seeing the rushing zombies, scared them into raising weapons to fight desperately with the zombies.
Had axes, iron rods, simple shields.
Tu Trach Duong and the others stared wide-eyed, throats moving.
They saw that group of survivors desperately resisting, yet being tackled by zombies, bitten ferociously, not even having room to resist, completely like ants, just rations in the zombies' eyes. And what was that screeching zombie? Why do strange zombies always appear?
Sis Van's body trembled uncontrollably, not even daring to look at the scene before him. Lowered head, arms crossed. For him, truly terrifying.
Big Sis watched.
Expression grave.
The apocalypse was like a huge mountain pressing heavily on the heart, without a single moment of relief.
The survivors from the overturned bus, they learned from the convoy in the movie "Resident Evil", not staying long in one city, but driving around, thinking of finding a survivor base, or finding the army.
Started acting on the second day after the apocalypse occurred.
Along the way, they encountered survivors, also had companions bitten to death by zombies while collecting supplies.
Who knew they would actually encounter a special zombie.
The piercing sound penetrated their eardrums.
Leading to the overturn.
At the source of the section, there were tall buildings.
A certain floor.
Someone pulled open the curtain slightly, looking at the street situation below, like a soulless corpse, face expressionless, dark eye sockets indicating the opponent couldn't fall asleep, spirit impacted.
Already numb to the events happening before their eyes.
Able to live until now.
Can only say there were sufficient supplies at home supporting them.
But on the spiritual level, already tragically trampled, filled with despair for the future, unable to see a glimmer of hope.
They, hiding inside the steel beast, watched the events before them helplessly.
Watching those survivors being bitten and torn apart.
And they were powerless, could only watch.
Didn't even dare to breathe slightly.
As that group of survivors perished.
Other zombies returned to calmness, limping and wandering, movement speed slow. But that Screaming Zombie was still walking, and heading towards their side.
Scared them into shrinking their heads.
Just afraid of being seen by the zombie.
The Screaming Zombie didn't see them, but jumped onto the car roof, looking around in all directions.
The sound of footsteps came from the car roof.
Clearly felt the car shake slightly.
Old Mao swallowed nervously, eyes looking forward. But just then, a savage face appeared before the glass window. It was the Screaming Zombie's face, dripping sticky fluid, emitting a piercing sound towards them.
"Drive! Old Mao!" Big Sis roared, waking the dazed Old Mao.
Rumble!
One foot stomped the accelerator, ramming recklessly, directly throwing the Screaming Zombie off the car roof. The Screaming Zombie roared, the horde chased after.
After a while...
They finally threw off the zombies, still parked by the roadside.
Old Mao felt his palms were all sweaty. If they hadn't escaped just now, the outcome would have been equally tragic.
"Big... Big Sis, are we finished? Food won't last long, gasoline seems almost gone too. If we want to live, we have to try harder," Sis Van, scared stiff by the situation just now, looked pale.
Even from Tu Trach Duong's face beside him, could see he was pretending to be calm, but actually very panicked inside.
Having experienced what just happened.
Everyone was extremely flustered.
Big Sis said, "Old Mao, go to the gas station first, see if there's a chance."
"Okay."
Old Mao didn't know the future situation.
But still thought about striving.
Perhaps not that bad.
...
Nighttime.
Lam Pham sat before the computer, watching a movie. This movie had been watched over ten times, but every time felt particularly good.
"Mr. Vampire"
The plot was very interesting.
The lightning manipulation was very cool. He didn't even know if he could one day be so domineering too; really envious.
Turned his head to look at the soundly sleeping Manh Manh.
Children being able to be carefree is truly happy. Hoped that when she grew sensible, could give the children a beautiful world, not the current mess.
For some reason.
Adults always have a strange thought: no matter how hard, how tragic their own lives are, always think about creating a beautiful environment and life for the children.
And when the child becomes an adult, he/she will also have similar thoughts.
Regardless of gender, all like this.
Perhaps this is a kind of inheritance.
Finished watching the movie, stood on the balcony enjoying the breeze. The pitch-black night could always calm people's hearts, as if possessing magic, able to soothe one's restless inner self.
Returned to the room.
Lay beside Manh Manh, looked gently, tucked her quilt tightly.
Opened the interface, continued adding points.
[Name]: Lam Pham. [Strength]: 700. (Superhuman) [Stamina]: 500. (Superhuman) [Speed]: 475. (Superhuman) [Points]: 0.
As point addition completed, the body again experienced some situations. This kind of situation was that he could clearly feel himself becoming stronger.
Just really annoying.
"Speed 475 points, really want to max it out to a round number."
Lam Pham looked at the interface values, couldn't help but laugh out loud. Seeing zombies meant points. Thinking the entire Hoang city had so many zombies, if all chopped down, what would he finally turn into?
Truly makes one afraid to imagine.
Perhaps would turn into a monster.
"Ugh ugh..."
Zombie roars came from downstairs.
This group of zombies, when night comes, always likes to wander, growl softly, just like cats; call out as soon as it gets dark, severely affecting normal people's sleep.
"Should I max out the points to a round number?"
Thinking of this problem.
"No, need to talk properly with the zombies, can they not disturb others' sleep?"
He stood up, carried his sword, headed downstairs.
He must reason properly with them.