I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade
Chapter 222 - 097: If It Brings You Hope, I Am Willing to Bear This Battle_3

Chapter 222: Chapter 097: If It Brings You Hope, I Am Willing to Bear This Battle_3

As for the other survivors, he knew too well the dangers they presented. Once pushed to their limits, all ethics and morals would vanish like smoke, and they would resort to any means necessary if it meant gaining an advantage.

The most pathetic tactic that was often utilized involved women with children, particularly young ones. Any person with a conscience would probably take them in.

But if those women harbored ill intentions, it was like inviting wolves into one’s home.

He had no choice but to take these issues seriously.

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...

Dawn.

Another beautiful day began.

A sedan slowly pulled up in front of the entrance to Sunshine District.

There were five people inside.

They were the same group of scam artists who had seen Lin Fan before and heard about Sunshine District.

To survive, they took a risk and ran down from the building, and after encountering zombies and enduring various pursuits and betrayals, only these five managed to escape.

Merely thinking about the escape was terrifying.

Little Wang, slightly overweight, ran the slowest and was tripped by the others, left for the zombies to tear apart and buy time for the rest to escape.

His desperate and pitiful screams still echoed in their ears even now.

But they didn’t feel the slightest bit bad about it.

His death had value because it bought them time to flee.

"I knew Sunshine District was special the moment I saw it. Look at the surroundings, and this modified iron gate, I tell you, it’s definitely a trustworthy shelter," one of them said.

"This risk was worth it. As long as we can join this shelter, we can surely survive," another added.

"What should we do now? Should we wait here?" asked another.

"Of course, we wait. What else can we do, honk the horn? If we attract zombies, not only would we have to run, but the survivors here might even think we did it on purpose," someone replied.

They hid in the car, waiting in silence.

They were filled with an indescribable fear of the apocalypse, a fear that loomed over them like they were mice hiding in a hole, afraid of being hunted by cats the moment they ventured out.

After a brief wait, a figure appeared in their line of sight.

But the figure did not come out from the gate; instead, he climbed and emerged from inside it, which truly startled them.

"It’s him, him with the sword on his back. That’s the guy we saw that day."

"If we could join his team, with our cooperation, we might seize the opportunity to turn the tables and take control of this place, to become strong and powerful."

Hope flickered on the faces of the survivors inside the car.

They were all excited.

It was as if they could see a bright future ahead of them.

As usual, Lin Fan came out to clean the shops around the area, earning a modest income. He had intended to bring Wang Kai along, but Wang Kai said the kids were having nightmares during the night, as if scarred by the apocalypse, so he decided to play with them in the district instead.

Lin Fan understood this; Wang Kai was genuinely a kind person.

Lin Fan looked towards the car parked by the roadside and saw people inside.

Since the apocalypse began, he had noticed an increase in survivors.

He walked towards the vehicle.

"He’s coming this way. What should we say when he gets here?" one of them whispered.

"I’ll do the talking. With my eloquence and ability, I can definitely convince him," said the man with the buzz cut, full of certainty.

The others pinned their hopes on him.

Approaching the car, Lin Fan gently knocked on the window and asked with a smile, "Do you need help?"

He couldn’t see them.

He tapped on the glass.

In the apocalypse, being gentle was beneficial; it could soothe the other person’s restless and tense heart, allowing for calm conversation.

The car door opened.

Five survivors stepped out.

"Big Brother, hello, my name is Gong Hao. We’ve been driven to desperation by the apocalypse, please, let us stay. We are willing to work like oxen and horses in the shelter without a single complaint," begged Gong Hao, sincerely and earnestly humiliating himself, showing his most submissive side.

He held a position in his organization, was eloquent, and thick-skinned; in critical times like these, he thought only of securing safety first. The future could wait until survival was assured.

The other four survivors looked at Lin Fan with hopeful, pitiful expressions.

Lin Fan replied with a smile, "I’m glad you’re alive, but you’re not suitable for Sunshine District. The survivors living here are those who have hope for the future."

Sunshine District was a place for hopeful survivors.

These were people he approved of.

They were friendly, kind, and hopeful about the future.

He did not want people who didn’t meet the criteria to stay here, which often led to uncontrolled situations.

"Big Brother, what’s wrong with us? We, too, are hopeful about the future," protested Gong Hao, not expecting a refusal and suddenly feeling displeased, though he kept that hidden beneath a servile smile.

"I can see the unfriendliness in your eyes," said Lin Fan.

Gong Hao opened his mouth, dumbfounded and stunned.

To detect unfriendliness by looking in the eyes?

He felt like he was being played.

Thud!

"Big Brother..."

The man knelt without hesitation, showing submission before him.

This was exactly the effect he wanted; it would give the young man a sense of conquest, which could be very satisfying for a youth. What did a young man need most? It was prestige, fear, and respect from others. He was certain he had Lin Fan figured out; after all, Lin Fan was a young man, and young men craved respect.