I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade
Chapter 147 - 084 Sunshine District, First General Meeting_6

Chapter 147: Chapter 084 Sunshine District, First General Meeting_6

"What’s going on?"

"Boss, look, there’s a flipped car over there," Xu Zeyang pointed ahead and said.

Just now, he saw a modified bus appear at the intersection ahead and flip over on its side, followed by a series of piercing noises.

Shocked, they watched as a strange zombie stood screaming in place, and then an even more terrifying scene erupted, with countless zombies swarming in from all directions.

The zombies seemed to be summoned.

Inside the flipped bus.

Survivors crawled out, their faces pained, staggering as if they had grown accustomed to the screaming. Seeing the approaching zombies, they panicked and raised their weapons to fight for their lives.

There were axes, iron rods, and makeshift shields.

Xu Zeyang and the others stared wide-eyed, their throats moving.

They saw the group of survivors desperately resisting only to be overpowered and savagely bitten by the zombies, without any chance to fight back. They were complete underdogs, just food in the eyes of the zombies. And what was that screaming zombie? Why were there always such strange zombies appearing?

Wen Jie’s body trembled uncontrollably, and he didn’t even dare to look at the scene in front of him. He lowered his head, hugging his shoulders, finding it all too terrifying.

The boss was watching.

Her expression was grave.

The apocalypse weighed on her mind like a mountain, leaving no moment of relief.

The survivors in the flipped bus had learned from the convoy in the movie "Resident Evil"; they did not stay long in one city but kept driving, hoping to find a survivor’s havens or the military.

They had been on the move since the second day of the apocalypse.

Along the way, they encountered other survivors and lost companions to zombie bites while collecting supplies.

Who could have expected they’d run into a special kind of zombie?

The piercing sound penetrated their eardrums.

Causing the flip-over.

There were high-rises on the street where it happened.

On one of the floors.

Someone parted the curtains slightly to observe the street below, watching lifelessly, their expressionless face and dark eye sockets indicating their inability to sleep, their spirits shattered by the ordeal.

They had become numb to the scenes unfolding before them.

They could only survive this long

because there were enough supplies at home to support them.

But on a psychological level, they were tormented, filled with despair about the future and seeing not a glint of hope.

Those hiding in the steel beast watched powerlessly

as the survivors were torn apart.

They couldn’t do anything but watch.

They didn’t even dare to take a breath.

As that group of survivors perished,

the other zombies calmed down, stumbling around slowly, but the screaming zombie was on the move, heading straight for them.

Frightened, they ducked their heads,

afraid of being seen by the zombie.

The screaming zombie didn’t notice them but leapt onto the roof, looking around.

Footsteps echoed from the roof,

and they could feel the vehicle tremble slightly.

Old Mao swallowed nervously, his gaze fixed ahead. At that moment, a ferocious face appeared in front of the glass, the screaming zombie’s visage dribbling with viscous fluid, unleashing a piercing scream at them.

"Drive, Old Mao..." the boss screamed, snapping the stunned Old Mao out of his daze.

Boom!

With a stomp on the accelerator, they charged forward, flinging the screaming zombie off the roof. The zombie howled as the horde gave chase.

After a long time...

they finally shook off the zombies and still stopped by the roadside.

Old Mao’s palms were sweaty; had they not escaped just then, their fate would have been just as grim.

"Boss, are we done for? Our food won’t last much longer, and it seems like we’re nearly out of gas too. If we want to survive, we need to refuel," Wen Jie said, still shaken by the recent events, his face deathly pale.

Even Xu Zeyang, standing by, could see from his face that he was pretending to be calm, but was actually panicking inside.

After what had just happened.

Everyone was in a state of panic.

The gang leader said, "Old Mao, head to the gas station first to see if there’s a chance."

"Okay."

Old Mao didn’t know what the future held.

But he still wanted to make an effort.

Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad.

...

Night.

Lin Fan sat in front of the computer, watching a movie. He had seen this movie over a dozen times, but it still felt incredibly enjoyable every time he watched it.

"Zombie Supreme"

The plot was very interesting.

Lei Ting’s playacting was so cool; Lin Fan didn’t know if he could ever be that domineering, truly enviable.

He turned to look at the sleeping Mengmeng.

It was truly a blessing for a child to live carefree; he hoped that by the time she became sensible, he could give the children a wonderful world, not the messy one they were in now.

For some reason.

Adults all have this strange idea that no matter how wretched or miserable their lives are, they still think about creating a beautiful environment and life for their children.

And when the child grows up, they will have the same idea.

Regardless of gender, it’s all the same.

Maybe that’s what inheritance is all about.

After watching the movie, he stood on the balcony for some fresh air. The pitch-black night always had a way of calming the soul, as if possessed by magic that could soothe a restless heart.

He returned to his room.

He lay down beside Mengmeng, tenderly watching over her, tucking her in with the blanket.

He opened the interface to continue allocating points.

[Name]: Lin Fan.

[Strength]: 700. (Transcendent)

[Stamina]: 500. (Transcendent)

[Speed]: 475. (Transcendent)

[Points]: 0.

As he finished allocating points, he could feel his body experience a subtle change, a clear sensation of becoming stronger.

It was just so annoying.

"Speed at 475 points, I really want to round it up to a whole number."

Lin Fan chuckled as he looked at the interface values, thinking that killing zombies earned points. Considering there were so many zombies in the whole of Sunshine District, if he finished them all off, what would he become in the end?

It was unimaginable.

Maybe he would become a monster.

"Heh heh..."

There were low growls from zombies downstairs.

These zombies liked to wander and howl at night, just like cats, meowing and making noise, seriously affecting the sleep of normal people.

"Should I round up my points to a whole number?"

Thinking about this problem.

"No, I have to have a good talk with these zombies. Can they please not disturb others’ sleep."

He got up, sword in hand, and headed downstairs.

He had to have a proper talk with them.

PS: This Chapter is just one Chapter. If broken down, it could make five Chapters, hehe...