I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade
Chapter 361 - 120: Change of Attitude, Often Comes After the Display of Strength_3

Chapter 361: Chapter 120: Change of Attitude, Often Comes After the Display of Strength_3

From the eyes of Yang Lu and Yang Rong, he could see the brilliance of humanity, representing those among the survivors who always harbored humanity, redemption, and hope for the future.

They labored diligently, developing the shelter and protecting the living.

Yang Lu did not expect the other party to describe it so gravely, "Is it really that exaggerated?"

"No, you haven’t been through those situations. I’ve faced the tide of corpses several times myself and witnessed the destruction of other shelters. Your surrounding walls are indeed high, but when the tide comes, they pile up like mountains, flooding into the shelter like stacked Arhats," Lin Fan said seriously.

Sometimes, it’s necessary to be serious and earnest when talking about certain things, otherwise, it’s easy to seem deceptive.

And just then.

The ground shook.

Survivors busy planting vegetables on the rooftop looked off into the distance. One of them, watering the plants, dropped his watering can to the ground when he saw what was approaching.

An endless horde of zombies surged forward.

"The zombies are coming."

"The tide is upon us."

Panic, fear.

Yang Lu and Yang Rong hurried out, feeling the vast number of zombies approaching by the vibrating ground, which was evidence of the massive size of the incoming horde.

"Quick, everyone to the basement, quick..." Yang Rong shouted, urging the survivors to hurry to the basement.

Yang Lu stared dumbfounded at Lin Fan, not expecting his prediction to come true.

"Let the children go first."

Coming to her senses, Yang Lu directed the situation calmly.

Lin Fan, feeling the commotion outside, knew it was not a small number. The Monitoring Zombies’ destructive power was evident here, seemingly insignificant on their own yet commanding like a battlefield commander, leading the zombies to launch a fierce assault on the shelter.

"Don’t panic, meeting is fate. I’m here because fate does not want anything to happen to this place. Leave the rest to me, you just need to calm everyone down," he said.

Lin Fan walked towards the door and slowly drew the Frostmourne from his back, hearing the low hum of the blade, once a symbol of sin but now, under his leadership, gradually moving towards the light.

"What are you doing?" Yang Lu, seeing Lin Fan heading towards the door, hurried after him, "If you open the door now, the zombies will flood in. Do you realize that everyone will die? Hurry up to the basement with us; we might still have a chance to survive."

Just then.

A sizzling sound began.

Zombies had already reached the electric fence, stacking up high. If this continued, the consequences were unimaginable.

"Damn it, I’ll drive over them," muttered the survivor who could operate the road roller, climbing into the cab, ready to fight desperately against the zombie tide.

Lin Fan looked at these survivors willing to risk their lives in the face of danger, sacrificing their safety. These survivors should not die; they definitely should not.

"Don’t worry, I won’t open the door. You just need to wait quietly. Keep hope for the future, and hope will bring you a better future. This is the mindset every survivor should have."

Having said that, he pried Yang Lu’s hands apart and in her astonished gaze, he leapt up as if he had wings, soaring through the sky, then with his sword in hand, he dove down and began a deadly assault on the zombie tide.

"Damn..."

Yang Lu’s eyes widened, almost popping out as Lin Fan, just in front of her moments ago, leaped so high and then dove down. Wait a minute... Is this something a human can do?

"Sis, what are you doing?"

Yang Rong, after escorting people inside, saw Yang Lu standing dazed and hurried over. It was such a critical moment, and she was still zoning out, not realizing this was suicidal behavior.

But he could understand; his sister was ultimately not as strong as she appeared.

"Brother, he... He just jumped up, at least seven or eight meters high, then with a sword, landed outside to fight the zombies," Yang Lu hastily described what she had just seen.

Smack!

Yang Rong slapped the back of Yang Lu’s head, "Nonsense, what seven or eight meters, hurry up and come with me..."

Thud!

As he was sweating with urgency, a zombie’s head spun through the air, over the high wall, and landed in the courtyard, then rolled on the ground until it stopped in front of Yang Rong.

He looked down, eyeing the zombie head.

Suddenly.

Silence, tranquility.

Yang Rong looked at the zombie head, then at his sister.

"What did you just say?"

Yang Lu pointed outside and said, "Just now I saw him jump into the sky with a sword to kill the zombies. He told us not to worry, leaving the rest to him."

At that moment, Yang Rong, hearing his sister’s words, fell into deep thought. Then looking again at the zombie head and towards the wall, he saw an unimaginable scene of continuously flying zombie limbs. He couldn’t even fathom what the situation outside was truly like.

He turned and ran towards the rooftop.

"Bro, where are you going?"

"To the rooftop."

Without even thinking, Yang Lu also ran towards the rooftop.

Meanwhile, the survivor driving the roller, gripping the steering wheel tightly, glared at the wall, "Come on, zombies, if you dare to climb over the wall, let’s see how many of you I can flatten, damn it, damn it all."