I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade
Chapter 323 - 114: Wealth and honor not returning to hometown is like walking in brocade clothing at night; reading without showing off is like reading in vain.

Chapter 323: Chapter 114: Wealth and honor not returning to hometown is like walking in brocade clothing at night; reading without showing off is like reading in vain.

"Boss He, are we just letting them leave like this?"

Wu Xiang felt reluctant. He had his sights set on Xia Ya, initially planning to slowly seduce and coerce her, driving her into a corner to dominate her completely. Who could have foreseen it turning out this way?

Boss He watched the slowly descending elevator without any expression.

In his analysis, the others also had a shelter. In the upcoming apocalyptic survival, it would be a contest of power between shelters. For now, the Lucky One was indeed the best among all shelters, able to withstand any kind of zombie attack. The only concern was survivors from other shelter forces.

Humans are different from zombies.

Zombies have no brains.

Humans do have brains. Merely for three useless survivors, engaging in a conflict with forces from another shelter was not a wise decision. Moreover, that fellow was wearing an exoskeleton suit; their gains were definitely not minor.

"Wu Xiang."

"Boss He."

"You take some men and check out the situation with the Sunshine District shelter."

"Yes, Boss He."

Wu Xiang thought about the events that had just occurred, a fierce look flashing in his eyes. He had firmly etched Lin Fan in his mind, along with greedy thoughts for Xia Ya’s gorgeous body.

Water surface, yacht.

Xia Ya looked at the boundless water, feeling somewhat despondent. The sudden apocalypse had disrupted everyone’s rhythm. She thought back to when the apocalypse first erupted and she met two survivors.

In the chaotic apocalypse, she had always harbored a sincere hope for human nature. But who could have imagined, one of those two survivors harbored improper thoughts about her? When she had completely despaired and resigned herself to fate, the other fought with him.

She still remembered what he told her.

"Sister Xia, my name is Xiao Jie. I come from a mountain village and benefited from your sponsorship. It was your charity foundation that paid for my mother’s medical bills. Although she didn’t survive, I am truly grateful to you. I didn’t study at the Hope School you donated to; I started working early and never dared to tell you in person because I was embarrassed."

Xiao Jie, who had been stabbed in the abdomen, ultimately bled out in front of her.

"Miss Xia, what are you looking at?" Lin Fan approached at the front of the yacht, looking at Xia Ya who was lost in thought. Ever since they left the Lucky One, she had been standing there, looking out at the water, perhaps disoriented about the future or despairing about how to move forward in the apocalypse. He could understand her feelings.

At the beginning, he too had been confused, but gradually, he found the direction he needed to strive for, instantly enlightening him. He kept going, persistently and tirelessly.

Xia Ya turned and smiled slightly, "I wasn’t really looking at anything, just thinking about some things. Can I ask if Sunshine District is really as you described?"

After all, what Lin Fan had described.

Wouldn’t have meant much in the past.

But now, it seemed like a utopian world, so ethereal and distant.

Lin Fan did not explain, "When you see it with your own eyes, you will know. No matter how good the words, they will always lead to doubts; I think when you see it with your own eyes, you will feel it."

Xia Ya looked at Lin Fan, trying to discern something different in his face. However, what she saw was always his faint smile, as if he always harbored hope despite the apocalyptic world before him.

"Why did you ultimately choose only the three of us?" Xia Ya asked.

Lin Fan shook his head, "No, it wasn’t me who chose you, but you who chose me."

"Us?" Xia Ya looked at Lin Fan, puzzled.

"Yes."

Lin Fan gazed at the water surface, always smiling.

Xia Ya quietly observed Lin Fan’s profile, finding this mysterious young man very strange. There was an indescribable feeling about him. Although it was the apocalypse, he seemed to strategize quietly, as if the fearsome apocalypse was nothing much in his eyes.

Returning to the Sunshine District.

Xia Ya and the others looked at the layout and the clean streets, rubbing their eyes, as if they had entered a brand-new world.

Lin Fan smiled, knowing they must be stunned by the cleanliness around them. Of course, he wouldn’t say that this was all his doing with everyone’s cooperation, because he didn’t like to show off.

Gu Hang said, "What you see has all been organized by him. A clean environment often helps uplift people’s spirits. I think he is quite right in saying that."

Xia Ya thought to herself, just what kind of person is he?

It is already the apocalypse, why does he still have the leisure to consider this?

Going into the district.

Xia Ya and the others looked at the group of smiling survivors in front of them. She was truly shocked. Such free and easy smiles had not been seen since the outbreak of the apocalypse, as if sincere smiles had been retracted by heaven and would no longer appear on people’s faces.

But now, she saw them, each smile as brilliant as flowers, as warm as the blazing sun.

"Wow, the superstar, Sister Xia Ya, I absolutely adore you!"

Feifei was so happy she almost jumped up.

Everyone looked at Lin Fan and then at Xia Ya, none of them having expected Lin Fan to bring back a celebrity from the outside, especially one in a dire state, gaunt and gloomy, evidently having suffered a lot.

And that mother and child who looked dazed, as if shocked by the situation in front of them.

Yan Nini sized up Xia Ya; hmm, her figure is about the same as mine, and her face could really compete with mine. I’m quite capable myself, but I must admit that Xia Ya is a role model among women.