I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade
Chapter 492 - 142 You are the Hope of All Our Survivors_2

Chapter 492: Chapter 142 You are the Hope of All Our Survivors_2

After all, his companions around him had been chopped up.

As long as one isn’t blind, they can see how terrifying the other party is.

As a regular zombie lunged at Lin Fan, he jumped back a large step and took photos from a distance with his camera, satisfied as he captured the hideous look of the zombie perfectly in the frame.

Click!

Preserved forever.

As the regular zombie was about to reach him, Lin Fan lifted his foot, and with a loud bang an airwave burst forth along with a dull sound, and the zombie instantly exploded.

"Regular zombies are found everywhere. There’s no need to shoot so many. Next, I should look for some evolutionary zombies. Many survivors probably don’t even know what evolutionary zombies look like."

Lin Fan talked to himself.

He continued searching for zombies, also feeling a bit regretful. Back when evolutionary zombies were everywhere, he didn’t think of taking pictures. Now that he wanted to, he had to search for them.

It’s really hard to describe with words.

Lin Fan kept clearing the zombies around him, street by street. With his current strength, what kind of zombie could compete with him?

Perseverance often pays off.

After clearing over a dozen streets.

His camera now contained images of powerful zombies, speed zombies, self-destructing zombies, and screaming zombies.

"These are just common zombies though."

Lin Fan browsed through the types of zombies captured in his camera. Although he was a novice photographer, the quality of the photos was quite good.

The more he looked, the more satisfied he became.

"Keep looking for zombies."

Having a goal in anything you do gives you motivation.

At that moment.

Lin Fan looked at a scene not far away. "Tyrant. Lucky day, encountering such a rare breed."

The entourage of a Tyrant is always massive.

It consisted of a gathering of subordinate zombies.

For any survivor, encountering a Tyrant usually signals the start of death. There would be no escaping.

"Hey, hello there."

He shouted out, greeting the zombies.

"Hehe."

Hearing his voice, the zombies boiled with excitement. The Tyrant, holding its head high, looked toward the distant Lin Fan and roared. It seemed like a general commanding an army, as it directed the zombies to charge at Lin Fan.

"Let’s deal with these small ones first."

Lin Fan slowly drew out Frostmourne, landed violently, and swung it. He slaughtered the group of zombies swiftly. In the past, he needed to let the blade touch the zombies’ bodies to kill them, but that was no longer necessary now.

With each swing, an invisible Sword Radiance shredded everything, cutting the zombies in half at the waist.

The seated Tyrant watched the situation unfold, a flicker of surprise in its inhuman eyes, as if it couldn’t believe that a human was mowing down its minions like they were mere chives.

In a moment.

Lin Fan held Frostmourne lightly, swinging it to flick off the viscous blood stuck on the blade, then walked towards the Tyrant with a smile, pointing at the surrounding chaos as if to say, there was nothing to be done—your followers were just too weak.

All chopped down.

Sword sheathed.

He held the camera, keeping a distance from the Tyrant.

The Tyrant roared angrily, its fearsome appearance captured instantly.

Lin Fan did not engage the Tyrant directly but instead snapped a few more pictures, selecting various angles: front, side, and so on.

Feeling provoked, the Tyrant roared and charged at Lin Fan, swinging its meat cleaver, leaving sharp traces in the air, harshly hitting the ground.

Spurt!

Lin Fan’s hand became like a knife, slashing, and instantly severed the Tyrant’s arm. His movements were fluid and his expression was calm. He then swung again, severing the Tyrant’s other three limbs.

Spurt!

Spurt!

Spurt!

Boom!

With no legs to support it, the Tyrant collapsed thunderously on the ground. Perhaps for the Tyrant, it still couldn’t believe what had happened, how it had fallen so suddenly.

"Really not very friendly. I wanted to take some imposing photos of you, but you always make it hard for people."

Lin Fan lamented, holding the camera towards the severed meat cleaver, taking close shots, click, permanently saving it, and then approached the limbless Tyrant, aiming the camera at its face to take close-up shots.

Finally, he crushed the Tyrant’s head with his foot, finding the crystal.

Nighttime.

Room 704.

Lin Fan was busy, with files laid out on the computer desk, and photos taken during the day already printed.

Cover.

[Assessment of Zombie Types and Strength]

The first page showed the appearance of a regular zombie.

He looked at his own handiwork and nodded in satisfaction.

"Could it be that I have the potential to become Teacher Chen?"

After evaluating himself.

It seemed indeed possible.

Holding a pen, he wrote next to the photo, the data about that type of zombie.

[Regular Zombie]

Note: Transformed from humans, lacking rationale and intelligence, goes mad upon seeing humans, usually wanders aimlessly, appears completely harmless.

Danger level: In the apocalypse, as time evolves, strength and speed in a frenzied state might equal approximately one and a half to two times that of normal humans.

If bitten, one would turn into a zombie in a very short time.

Method of killing: By utilizing high ground, one can easily eliminate regular zombies.

"Hmm, perfectly written."

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