I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade
Chapter 506 - 144: Yes, We Gave Our Love to The Wrong Person_4

Chapter 506: Chapter 144: Yes, We Gave Our Love to The Wrong Person_4

This place is gathering the light of hope.

"Hello, everyone, I’m Lin Fan. I’ll be presiding over the third general meeting of the Sunshine District, and thank you all for your support and affection,"

said Lin Fan with a smile.

Clap clap!

Applause erupted again.

Lin Fan held the highest esteem in everyone’s hearts, without a doubt.

Perhaps to put it simply, it was Lin Fan who rescued them, giving them hope for life; hence, they revered him. Moreover, it should be said that he never abused his own strength and deeds to ask everyone to do anything unreasonable, nor did he ever treat them like cattle to be ordered around.

Yan Nini looked ahead, her little hands red from clapping, her eyes sparkling with admiration. The excellent Brother Lin was just so handsome—a fangirl’s delight.

The earliest group of survivors rescued by Lin Fan were grateful to heaven for allowing them to meet Lin Fan, considering it heaven’s affection for them.

"A period of time has passed since the second general meeting. The matters mentioned in that meeting have all been perfectly completed, so what the third general meeting needs to discuss are the goals and directions we must work towards in the coming period.

Han Shuang and I have been discussing that, as the number of survivors in the shelter increases, the existing space seems to be getting smaller, so the next thing we need to do is to push the iron fence outward and clear more shops,"

Lin Fan said, addressing the first matter.

All the attending members applauded, nodding their heads in satisfaction.

Here in the shelter, there were propaganda officers for ideological indoctrination, with old Mr. Wang as their main leader. It was like the elderly with nothing to do wandering around, chatting with anyone they encountered, sharing some of the shelter’s ideologies with them.

These ideologies, once easily understood, now sound strange when heard.

However, in deep conversations, they understood the importance of these ideas; these weren’t meant to limit them but to keep them maintaining their peaceful way of thinking and living, keeping their habits and reasoning intact.

Old Mr. Wang understood that Little Fan didn’t want to rescue meaningless people. He was an individual, not a superhero, not a Saint. He could not afford to open his heart and embrace everyone.

He knew that every life was precious, yet he did not wish to save the psychopaths, the murderers, and other such meaningless individuals.

He simply wanted to provide a safe shelter to ordinary citizens filled with hope.

"If you have any suggestions, please feel free to speak up. Don’t let yourself be burdened with thoughts or feel embarrassed. Often, a good suggestion from you can bring about earth-shaking changes to our shelter," Lin Fan said.

The newer survivors were likely a bit embarrassed or nervous, unsure whether to speak up or not.

Fortunately, a group of elders who had followed Lin Fan for a long time took the initiative to stand up and share their recent observations.

Li Mei diligently recorded throughout.

She took notes on the various opinions raised during the meeting to sort them out afterward.

Once someone took the lead,

more and more people began sharing their thoughts, some of which might be far-fetched, but others were worth considering.

Many people bring many ideas.

Thinking by oneself could cause one’s head to hurt.

After a while,

the third general meeting ended, and the surviving participants seemed excited. Being able to participate fully was a form of cohesion, making everyone feel connected to the shelter, a part of it. It was apparent that protecting and maintaining the shelter was their duty.

Just like protecting one’s own home.

People have never lacked the spirit of unity. Once a certain factor ignites it, bringing everyone’s hearts together, an unimaginable power can burst forth.

After the meeting dispersed, everyone returned to their respective posts.

Gu Hang and Han Shuang came over, smiling happily as they looked through the recorded suggestions.

"The recent tasks will revolve around these," said Gu Hang.

Lin Fan replied, "You’ll still have to work hard on these matters."

"It’s nothing. It’s all for the shelter," Gu Hang never thought about whether his efforts would pay off. He only wanted his contributions to benefit the shelter, to bring happiness and convenience to the living.

Apart from Lin Fan, no one else could move the crystalline-enhanced iron fence.

As the area of activity continuously expanded, Wang Kai led the cleaning team to start clearing out the shops. It was a huge undertaking, with the shops in disarray, filled with glass and bodies.

But many hands make light work, and no task was too difficult for diligent people.

At that moment,

Lin Fan headed to the trash can, enduring the unpleasant smell, dragged out a Hunter, positioned it properly, and took photos with a camera. Even though it was already dead, its features were still clearly recognisable.

After returning, Lin Fan wrote up the information about the Hunter.

"Hey, Gu Hang, could you print out a copy for me?" Lin Fan asked.

Gu Hang took the Zombie Album, an essential, textbook-like resource in this post-apocalyptic world, to the print shop to start copying it.

"Is this for someone in particular?"

"Yeah, I encountered three Awakeners yesterday. They can combat zombies, hunt them down, but they seemed unfamiliar with the types of zombies. I thought of giving them a copy, to prevent them from encountering dangerous zombies without knowing."

Even though they declined his invitation, he still wanted to offer them help.

After all, they were all zombie killers; there was no need to divide by region.

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