I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade
Chapter 551 - 152: Light Saber Transformation? No... That is the Silhouette of a God!_6

Chapter 551: Chapter 152: Light Saber Transformation? No... That is the Silhouette of a God!_6

To maintain lasting connections, one must understand that if something isn’t yours, then it’s not yours.

Moreover, until now, I still don’t know how to thank Lin Fan.

Lin Fan waved his hand and smiled, "No need, keep it for yourselves. As for crystals, if I want them, I can naturally find them. There are many survivors at Xiangshan Base, and the strength of the Awakeners is very important. Only by becoming stronger can you better protect this place."

He looked at the group of Awakeners in front of him.

He noticed a resolute look in their eyes.

Thinking about some of the Awakeners he had met, he really couldn’t compare them to the ones in front of him; these people had a robust spirit, and if Officer Huang saw them, he would definitely praise them, saying they’re truly good citizens.

"This..."

Mao Jingjing didn’t expect Lin Fan to say such a thing.

This was a bag of crystals.

Not just Mao Jingjing was astonished; even Tan Qing and the others showed a surprised expression.

Lin Fan smiled, "Surprised? Actually, you don’t need to feel anything unbelievable. I understand the value of crystals, and I know their role for Awakeners. Looking at you all, I can see the truth in your hearts from your eyes. I hope you can use the crystals to enhance your abilities, after all, in this apocalyptic world, relying solely on my meager strength is not enough. We need more people to stand together and contend with the apocalypse, and you are the people I recognize."

Praised by Lin Fan, the Awakeners who were just astonished were now holding their heads up high, seemingly proud and elated.

It was like an amateur player getting praised by a champion in front of them; that feeling was surely exhilarating, almost making their hearts soar.

Shortly after.

They heard what Lin Fan had said.

And they gradually became lost in thought while looking at him.

At first, they felt gratitude and awe towards Lin Fan, but now it was admiration and respect.

They just wanted to ask, who could do what he did?

A whole bag of crystals, without even a glance or hesitation.

At least, if it was them, they might not be able to do it.

"Mr. Lin, you’ve saved us, and we already don’t know how to thank you for that. Now you want to give us the crystals, we really don’t know what to say," Mao Jingjing said.

Lin Fan responded with a smile, "Don’t feel embarrassed. As long as we are alive, we are the ones to contend with this apocalyptic world. I sincerely hope the city can return to its former state. If you grow stronger and bring hope to more survivors, then the purpose of these crystals will not be wasted."

He had seen their willingness to contribute.

He trusted his own eyes.

If it were any of the dark-hearted Awakeners he had met before, he would have already taken them to meet Officer Huang.

Mao Jingjing looked at Lin Fan and nodded earnestly.

"Thank you, please be assured, we will definitely do it," she said.

They chatted idly for a while, inquiring about some matters.

It was getting late.

"I should head back now. If there’s anything in the future, you can continue to contact me by radio. I hope when other survivors arrive here, you can give them a glimmer of hope, letting them see that the hope for the future is always blooming," Lin Fan said.

Thinking of returning to Huang City, he knew he still had work to do; clearing zombies was his responsibility.

Mao Jingjing asked, "Are you leaving so soon?"

"Yes," Lin Fan nodded.

Seeing that Lin Fan was determined to go back, she didn’t try to keep him.

They escorted Lin Fan outside, watching him leap up and disappear into the sky—a sight that profoundly moved them, leaving them unsettled for a long time.

Everyone was still looking up, even though that figure had vanished without a trace.

They continued to gaze skyward.

After a long while.

Tan Qing muttered to himself, "At last, there is hope in this apocalyptic world."

"Yes, hope indeed."

"Although we are Awakeners, our abilities are still far behind those zombies. But now, a true savior-like figure has appeared among us living people. What else is there to fear from the future?"

"Let’s all work hard. I believe that one day, the apocalypse will end."

At that moment

Inside a room.

Gong Minghui was sitting there in a daze, regardless of the previous commotion outside, oblivious to it, and even unaware of what had transpired.

"Bro, bro, do you know what just happened? It was like a god descended, Lin Fan from Huang City rescued Xiangshan that was surrounded by zombies. We all thought we were going to die, but who would have thought it would end like this?"

He pushed the door open, saw his brother sitting there, and excitedly stepped forward to recount the ordeal.

"Bro, why aren’t you dressed yet?"

As he finished saying this,

his complexion changed slightly, suddenly remembering that his older brother had just suffered a social death. Looking at the sticky liquid on the floor, his heart pounded with an ominous feeling.

"Bro, I just remembered I have something else to do, I gotta go."

"Hold it right there."

"Huh?"

"Was it you who brought them here to see me?"

"Ah... that..."

"I’m going to fight you for it!"

Gong Minghui leapt up, grabbed his brother who was trying to run out, and pinned him on the bed.

He then pounced, intending to give his brother a good beating. If it weren’t for him, would he have suffered such a social death?

Would he have been scared?

Without being scared, would he have screwed up?

Damn it.

He had never seen any younger brother screw over their older brother like this.

"Bro, spare me, I really know I was wrong."

"It’s too late for mistakes."

"Bro, don’t do this, I’m scared, I didn’t do it on purpose."

"It’s useless, whether it was on purpose or not isn’t important, I just want you to feel how much pain is in your brother’s heart right now."

Smack!

Just then,

the door was pushed open again.

Hearing the noise, Gong Minghui and his brother stiffened in their movements, with Gong Minghui on top, his glaring buttocks directed at everyone.

He slowly turned his head, looking at the people at the door.

His heart was already going cold.

That’s right.

It was Mao Ping, Tan Qing, and the others again.

When they pushed the door open and saw the situation before them, it was obvious they were struck by what they saw.

Tan Qing took a deep breath, pretended to ignore the awkward scene, led the people over to the radio, and directly moved the stuff away as if they didn’t see Gong Minghui and his brother, until they had moved everything to the door.

When Tan Qing stretched out his hand to close the door for them, he softly coughed.

"Sorry to disturb you two brothers, but I hope you can pay attention to your image, after all, you are brothers, and this sort of thing is a bit... inappropriate."

After saying that, he closed the door with a click.

Suddenly,

only the two of them were left in the room.

Gong Minghui looked at his brother.

His brother looked up at him with a grieving face, "Bro, you’ve made me suffer..."

Gong Minghui: ...?

What in the world is this mess?

No.

This definitely cannot go on; I have to clear things up.

He hurriedly climbed off his brother.

If such a misunderstanding continued to spread,

even jumping into the Yellow River wouldn’t cleanse him of it.