I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade
Chapter 107 - 078 What Am I Guarding, What Am I Looking Forward to, What Am I Pursuing

Chapter 107: Chapter 078 What Am I Guarding, What Am I Looking Forward to, What Am I Pursuing

After they had left for quite some time.

A steel beast drove up and stopped in front of the fallen Powerful Zombie, unable to start for a long while.

Several survivors stayed in the vehicle, staring in deep shock at the zombie’s corpse outside.

Xu Zeyang exclaimed, "Big Sister, Lao Mao, Wen Jie, did you see that?"

"Saw it."

"Not blind."

"Who did it?"

The four survivors were truly stunned.

The driver, Lao Mao, said, "Is this the one we encountered?"

Xu Zeyang shook his head and said, "No, the zombie we encountered had its leg hit by my arrow; it should have a wound, but this zombie doesn’t."

The man known as Wen Jie, Wen Jie himself, could hardly believe it, "I just want to know who killed this zombie; it looks like its head was smashed in one strike, not like it was caused by gunfire, it feels more like it was pierced by a sharp weapon."

"Impossible, are you saying someone fought this thing one-on-one?" Xu Zeyang immediately shook his head, "Impossible, absolutely impossible."

No one would believe this.

Humans fighting these giant zombies head-on is unthinkable.

They were most familiar with these giant zombies, having witnessed their terror.

Previously, some survivors had escaped in a vehicle, only to be intercepted by such a zombie.

The collision didn’t result in the zombie being crushed into a pulp by the car, but in the giant zombie flipping the sedan over and pulling the survivors out to tear them apart.

The sheer force of that blow was shocking and unimaginable.

They had a deeper understanding of the apocalypse; it wasn’t as simple as they had imagined, and there were more monsters in the apocalypse than they knew.

Bang!

Bang!

As they lingered too long, the zombies that were pursuing them caught up, surrounding the steel beast and constantly pounding on it, wanting to tear the steel beast apart and pull out the succulent flesh inside to ferociously bite into.

Big Sister patted the back of Lao Mao’s seat, "Drive, let’s go."

"Alrighty." Lao Mao pressed the gas pedal hard, and with great horsepower, the zombies blocking the vehicle were rolled underneath and crushed into a pulp, with thick fluids scattered everywhere.

Despite having such a steel beast.

If they encountered a giant zombie, they might not be able to hold out.

Sunshine District.

Security room.

Lin Fan leaned back in his chair leisurely, watching the clock on the wall.

10:40.

Being busy until now, it was quite normal to take a little break.

"Rest for twenty minutes, then go home to cook at eleven," Lin Fan planned. Thinking about work waiting for the end of the shift was very normal, considering the morning’s hard work, so taking a short break seemed perfectly reasonable.

He casually picked up a diary from the table, which had contents.

’I am a security guard, I work to finish work, my salary is only enough for breakfast, I love eating Teddy Bear biscuits.’

Looking at the content.

"Really a multifaceted former security guard, just not very dedicated."

Eleven o’clock arrived.

He stood up, patted his clothes, tidied himself up, and left the security room.

Not long after he left.

A steel beast passed by the nearby district.

"Quite a clean street, seems like someone has cleaned it up," Lao Mao said while driving, looking through the car window at the outside.

Xu Zeyang said, "Look, that iron gate has been modified; I think there might be survivors inside."

Big Sister said, "Let’s not worry about it for now, in these apocalyptic times, it’s hard to tell friend from foe, better to be cautious and avoid unnecessary contact."

Wen Jie recalled the survivors they had encountered before, who were quite terrifying, a little boy pretending to be an innocent survivor needing help. In the apocalypse, their kindness was still intact, easily deceiving them. Who could have guessed that little boy would reveal a cunning smile and suddenly stab at them with a dagger? Fortunately, Big Sister reacted quickly, kicked the little boy away, and they quickly left, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Room 704.

Lin Fan washed rice and cooked, his movements skilled. Having lived alone previously, he could take good care of himself.

While waiting for the rice to cook.

He took a book to the balcony, propped up his legs, and immersed himself in the world within the book.

As the aroma of the rice wafted over.

He went to the kitchen to cook.

Scallion scrambled eggs.

An egg drop soup, just the kind with eggs.

A bowl of rice, a dish, and a soup.

Life was just that simple, seemingly not very rich meals, but encapsulating all his culinary skills.

If it weren’t for the fact that there was no signal on his phone, he really would have liked to take a photo and post it on social media, captioned:

"Folks, have you eaten yet?"

Based on past situations.

He could imagine what kind of comments might appear:

[Like! Like! Like!]

[A real household man!]

[Looks delicious!]

Thinking about it, Lin Fan chewed his food slowly with a smile appearing on his lips.

In peaceful times, everyone was very friendly.

The only thing he wasn’t sure about was that guy Autumn Knife who used to talk about eating your mum and stuff like that.

Really such low quality.

Thinking, thinking, perhaps that guy was living a better life than his own.

Eating was just eating.

His mind cleared of those complicated matters.

After all, eating is a sacred event, requiring an empty mind, savoring the flavor of the food, giving the taste buds a perfect experience.

After the meal, it was time to wash the dishes, a must-do task. Many people like to leave their lunch dishes until the evening to wash, which isn’t a good habit. Things of the moment should be handled in the moment, this way, the subsequent tasks can be arranged orderly.

Thump thump!

Someone knocked on the door.

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