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Chapter 313 - 112: Lucky Cruise, the Star Under Surveillance..._2

Chapter 313: Chapter 112: Lucky Cruise, the Star Under Surveillance..._2

After Gu Hang left,

Lin Fan started to get busy. The trash pile around him was already full, so he had to transport it to another dump site.

He was like a sanitation worker of Huang City, a diligent little bee buzzing as he worked.

Streets.

Lin Fan took the zombies to the garbage station. Looking up at the sky, he pretended to sweat and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Having busied himself with the tasks, he returned the trash bin to its original place. Then he didn’t go back but instead roamed the streets, seemingly strolling leisurely, but in reality, he was looking for zombies, ideally Evolutionary Zombies.

Walking, walking.

He saw a store ahead with three survivors bustling in and out, moving supplies into a vehicle.

Lin Fan approached the store entrance with light steps and said softly and gently,

"Hello."

He knew that in these end times, a gentle inquiry could ease the tense hearts of others.

The survivors moving goods,

Hearing this voice,

Were startled, dropping the goods in their hands on the ground. Turning around and seeing a mysterious survivor with a sword on his back made them quite unhappy.

"Are you sick or something?"

This survivor was truly scared.

Just like a ghost appearing out of nowhere to talk behind someone, who wouldn’t be frightened?

"Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you."

Lin Fan was very apologetic. He was truly gentle, yet he still scared the other person. Regarding their dissatisfaction, it was enough just to listen; he wasn’t so petty as to get angry over such a thing.

Otherwise, if he got as angry as He Mingxuan, who once cursed him while chopping fish, wouldn’t he have fought him to the death?

The group of survivors eyed him suspiciously.

The middle-aged man sitting in the driver’s seat assessed Lin Fan—cleanly dressed, carrying a sword, and smiling—but something seemed off.

"Stop moving stuff, the damn car’s almost full, hurry up and get in," the middle-aged man said softly.

The three survivors quickly got into the car, casting reluctant glances at the goods they couldn’t take with them. If they could have taken everything, they would have truly hit the jackpot.

"Brother Zhao, drive!"

A survivor urged.

Brother Zhao waved his hand, signaling them to be quiet, and looked at Lin Fan, "Wanna come with us?"

Lin Fan was just about to shake his head, declining the kind offer, but when he heard what was said next, he agreed happily.

The mention was of the luxury cruise, Lucky.

Gu Hang had said that the three individuals killed by the Powerful Zombie had passes for the luxury cruise Lucky on them.

He wanted to see what the Lucky was like and how many survivors were there. If he could find suitable tenants to rent his houses to, wouldn’t that be a sure profit?

With this thought, a smile appeared on his face.

The survivors inside the car looked at Lin Fan oddly, feeling that he was somewhat abnormal. Smiling for no reason, he truly seemed sick.

The car moved on, with Lin Fan enjoying the free ride.

Brother Zhao glanced at Lin Fan through the rearview mirror.

"Are you alone?"

"Yes, just me."

Lin Fan didn’t mention the situation in Sunshine District; he was keeping his identity hidden for now.

"What’s your name?"

"Lin Fan."

He answered truthfully.

Brother Zhao showed a smile, "You’re lucky to have met us. We’re taking you to Lucky, which houses quite a few survivors and has established a relatively stable order. But don’t think just because we bring you, they’ll take you in. Once there, you’ll have to find your own way to survive."

He was willing to take Lin Fan along because Lucky had a reward system: bringing a survivor would earn points, and in Lucky, points were the most valuable currency.

They could be traded for goods that were hard to find nowadays.

Lin Fan smiled, "Okay, I understand. How many survivors are there on Lucky?"

Brother Zhao replied, "Not sure, but there should be at least one or two thousand. There aren’t many rules there; the only one is unconditional obedience to Lucky’s administrators. If you don’t comply, you’re in for trouble."

During the journey, Lin Fan learned a lot about Lucky.

So that was the situation.

Any zombies they encountered along the way were crushed into pulp.

They were calm, clearly used to dealing with such matters, their fear of zombies reduced to the bare minimum.

After a while.

"We’ve arrived."

Upon hearing this,

Lin Fan gazed at the water’s surface where a cruise ship, the Lucky, was anchored. He had seen it before, but the sight still left him in awe.

After ensuring there were no zombies nearby,

The four survivors quickly disembarked, three of them moving supplies while another went to untie the rope of an inflatable boat at the shore.

Lin Fan also helped them with the cargo.

Once the goods were all moved, they paddled towards Lucky. Reaching the cruise ship, someone on board operated an elevator to lift them up.

As they came aboard, the survivors on the deck looked at them with eager eyes, all staring at the goods in their hands.

Lin Fan was like a bystander,

Observing the scene before him.

He saw the survivors on the deck were all ragged, shabbily dressed, and not in good shape. He was puzzled, given that there was a shelter, why were they in such a state?

"You understand the rules, right?" said the burly man operating the elevator indifferently.

"Got it, we all got it," laughed Brother Zhao, not daring to show any dissatisfaction. The rule for those who went out to scavenge was that they had to turn over half of their findings to Lucky.