I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade
Chapter 270 - 105: Reflection, Sigh, The Subdued Lin Fan

Chapter 270: Chapter 105: Reflection, Sigh, The Subdued Lin Fan

"Wait a moment."

Lin Fan saw that Dawu was about to leave with the medicine and reminded him.

Dawu hadn’t expected things to go so smoothly. The scenes of the process flashed through his mind—if he had brought his younger brother to search, even if they had found it, the dangers they would have encountered were unimaginable.

There might even have been accidents.

Hearing Lin Fan’s voice, Dawu looked back in confusion.

"What’s wrong?"

He was very curious. The medicine had been found and they should be going back. It seemed there was nothing left to do here.

Lin Fan said, "Did you bring any money?"

He watched as Dawu looked puzzled, smiling, understanding his situation after all it was the apocalypse and many people thought you didn’t need to pay for things, but he still wanted to remind him.

If it had been peacetime, someone would have stopped him, the cashier would definitely have yelled, "You haven’t paid the money yet."

"Ah?"

Dawu didn’t understand Lin Fan’s meaning, and patted his pockets, which were very empty, "No."

It was the apocalypse, who needed that stuff anymore? Even if there was, it was dirtier than using it to wipe your rear.

"Come here," Lin Fan said softly.

Dawu approached Lin Fan, and something surprising happened—Lin Fan started scanning the price of the medicine in front of him.

"Even though it’s the apocalypse, sometimes, if it’s safe, you need to pay money, or at least remember this place and repay them when things are better later," he explained to Dawu while he scanned the items.

Dawu stared at Lin Fan in complete bewilderment.

If it had been anyone else, Dawu would have smacked them on the head, thinking they’d gone foolish in the apocalypse. What were these illogical ideas? Even if he acknowledged there was nothing wrong with what he was saying, he should consider the current situation.

"Hmm, you’re right," Dawu sincerely said.

Lin Fan smiled, took out cash to pay, got the change back, handed the medicine to Dawu, and clapped him on the shoulder, "Let’s go, I’ve paid for you."

Although the one before him was a thief, the act they had committed was indeed a good deed. Since it was something fairly good, he was willing to help.

Dawu looked at the medicine in his hand, then at Lin Fan.

To be honest.

To Dawu, the man before him was really strange, hard to describe in a nutshell, but after thinking about it, perhaps those who are capable always act meticulously.

On the street.

Dawu walked alongside Lin Fan. Since the apocalypse began, he and his younger brother had gone through numerous horrifying events, feeling continuously fearful and unsettled. But now, walking in the streets, he found a great sense of peace within himself.

Even during the peaceful times, he had never felt this way since he was afraid of being caught by the police due to his profession.

In the district.

Inside the house.

Lin Fan sat on the couch, observing the environment inside the home, while Xiaowu was busy feeding medicine to their grandfather. Dawu sat on the other side, talking with Lin Fan.

"Don’t get into this line of work anymore; it’s not good," Lin Fan said.

Dawu nodded, "We know, but life pushed us into it. Once you get used to this line of work, it becomes a habit, and even after you stop, it’s hard to know what else to do."

Lin Fan said, "I understand. Maintaining an action for a long time turns it into a habit, and changing it is really difficult."

At that moment.

Dawu thought about something. He knew Lin Fan was strong and had a lot of survivor shelters under his wing, where safety was absolutely guaranteed.

"Can I talk to you about something?"

"Yes, you can," Lin Fan replied.

Dawu looked toward the door where Xiaowu was still inside. He spoke softly, "I’ve heard you shelter survivors in the Sunshine District, but I’m sure you wouldn’t want to take in people like us. My brother is a few years younger than I am, I led him into this line of work, he doesn’t have a bad heart, just young and foolish, no one to guide us, and I’m not a good man for leading him down this path. I understand my situation, but could you perhaps let Xiaowu and our grandfather stay in the Sunshine District?"

Lin Fan pondered, watching Dawu’s current expression.

Then he stood up.

"I can take you to a place. If he accepts you, it means you’re not that kind of person, but if you don’t pass, you’ll die," Lin Fan said.

The choice was here, it depended on how the other party would choose.

Then he remembered a saying.

Do not forsake great beauty for small evils, do not forget great kindness for small grudges.

He wanted to take Dawu there to prove something.

"I want to go," Dawu said without hesitation, wanting Lin Fan to take him there. Given the current state of the apocalypse and its likely worsening situation, his grandfather wouldn’t be able to hold on, nor would Xiaowu.

"Alright, if you’ve made up your mind, let’s go."

Lin Fan was also unsure. Humans are complex creatures; what he could see was only superficial. From many events in the past, one could surmise that everyone has darkness inside them.

Dawu and Xiaowu were thieves; they stole to survive and it brought money quickly, but the process of their thievery was wrong. If caught, they would have to pay the price. Yet, they might have felt pleasure during the theft and when reaping its fruits.

They knew that stealing was wrong, but even though they knew it was wrong, they still chose to move in the wrong direction.

What made him hesitate was.

There had been many events in the past, where thieves at night stole items. During their escape, they encountered a woman jumping into the river and jumped in to save her. When the police came to question them, they discovered they were thieves.

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