I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade
Chapter 288 - 108: Results of the Base, the Second Meeting in Sunshine District Begins

Chapter 288: Chapter 108: Results of the Base, the Second Meeting in Sunshine District Begins

Street.

Lin Fan stood in front of the store, watching the two figures on the second floor.

It was Dongdong who, even after turning into a zombie, was determined to protect his mother. This obsession deeply shook Lin Fan. But Dongdong’s mother wasn’t doing well; her face pale, Lin Fan could feel her life gradually slipping away.

Serious illness.

These were the signs of a severe illness.

"Hehe..."

Dongdong growled low beside his mother, but he didn’t charge towards Lin Fan.

Lin Fan waved his hand at them and walked forward.

There were many zombies in Huang City, and even though Lin Fan cleared them tirelessly, this was still just a drop in the ocean for the entire city.

Carrying his sword, he advanced through the desolate streets like a lonely warrior, purging Huang City of the roaches and safeguarding its tranquility, hoping to sweep away all of its ugliness.

Upon reaching Bright Street, standing there, he saw zombies staggering and lurching when there was no movement; they were very quiet, like the elderly at sunset, content to breathe the air and too lazy to move about.

Lin Fan slowly pulled out the Frost Mourner from behind him; the sword tip touched the ground, and with both hands on the hilt, the runes on the blade gleamed in the light.

"Hey, how are you all doing?"

His voice was loud, carrying into the distance.

The staggering zombies heard the sound and looked alarmed; they turned fiercely towards the source of the noise, and upon seeing the tempting flesh and blood, they snarled viciously, as if controlled, and charged crazily at Lin Fan.

Some zombies also leapt from high places, crashing to the ground.

The scene before him was heart-stopping, akin to a locust swarm leaving devastation in its wake.

Watching the zombies rush towards him, his face remained expressionless.

"Hehe."

The leading zombie opened its mouth; thick fluid dripped down as it only thought of tearing the living human before it to shreds, savoring the taste of blood and flesh.

Sputter!

The silver light twinkled.

Wielding the Frost Mourner, Lin Fan became a blur as he moved among the zombies, his sword a divine artifact reaping them.

Blood and flesh flew into the air in tatters.

Some were cleaved in half at the waist.

Some were split from top to bottom.

This street was being cleared. Despite the horrific scene, which would scare anyone to wet their pants, to the zombies, their intentions were simple.

Charge and tear apart.

After a while.

The growling faded away.

The ground littered with the mutilated bodies of zombies bore testament to a fierce battle that had occurred.

Lin Fan looked back.

The tranquil and desolate street appeared somewhat terrifying.

"I just want to tell you that even as zombies, you can’t do as you please. There will always be people defending Huang City."

Having said that, he swung his sword, its high-frequency vibrations scattering the blood and flesh before resheathing it. He continued forward, his footsteps sticking to the gory ground. Clearing was that monotonous and uninteresting; apart from watching the numbers rise, there wasn’t much else to it.

"Is anyone still alive?"

Lin Fan called out as he walked.

He hoped that there would be survivors to respond to him, to say, "I’m here, I’m still alive."

But he understood and didn’t want to deceive himself; it was clear that by now, in this apocalypse, the number of the living was truly few.

Occasionally encountering a zombie, Lin Fan easily took care of it.

Looking at the shops on both sides, damaged, dirty, already covered in dust, the quiet atmosphere lent a sense of emptiness.

He had the urge to clean up Huang City, but as soon as the thought appeared, he dismissed it as pure fantasy. There were so many shops, and cleaning them all up was clearly impossible.

All of a sudden.

His ears twitched slightly as he heard the sound of crying. It came from afar, maybe quite a distance away, but he could hear it.

It was the cry of a child.

Nowadays, it wasn’t just children who found it hard to survive; even adults were struggling. What situation was this child in?

...

In a building in the distance.

There were three survivors: two men and one woman.

The female survivor wasn’t very old, in her twenties.

Now.

They were on the rooftop, looking at the situation below. A child was tied up by them with a rope, his hands bound and hanging from the rooftop. Listening to the child’s cries that attracted the zombies on the backside of the building, they couldn’t help but laugh.

They were trying to escape, having reached their limit, with no more ammo and supplies. To continue hiding there was to wait for death, only the number of zombies downstairs was a bit overwhelming, making escape difficult.

There originally had been four adult survivors, but one suddenly turned into a zombie and was thrown down by the others working together.

Of course, there were other survivors in the building, but under the scarcity of supplies, they acted as if they were good survivors, hoping to keep together to survive. Once they gained others’ trust, without a second thought, they turned on them—after all, supplies were limited; another stranger meant one less share for themselves.

"Li Hong, are you really willing to use your son like this?" a bald man said with a laugh.

When speaking of it, he wore a smile, clearly devoid of any sympathy, even finding this domineering act amusing.

Li Hong sneered, "What’s there to be willing or not? It’s good enough to be alive, who cares about anything else."

The child being hung to attract zombies was about seven years old.

She was now twenty-nine. As for how she had this son, that’s a story that goes back to a time when she met a wealthy, ugly man in his forties.

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