I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade
Chapter 610 - 162 Sun Neng: You’re Really a Dog That Can’t Be Fed Enough_5

Chapter 610: Chapter 162 Sun Neng: You’re Really a Dog That Can’t Be Fed Enough_5

As for asking where exactly they came from,

he didn’t get the answer he wanted to know.

He knew these six survivors were lying. As for why they were lying, he didn’t know either, but since all six were ordinary citizens and not selfish to the point of not wanting others to live, there must have been a reason, so he didn’t say much. When they wanted to talk, they would naturally speak up.

After hunting down a zombie, other hidden zombies in the factory started to appear.

"Truly dedicated zombies, still adhering to their posts after all this time. Workers’ bodies, workers’ souls, their attitude towards work is truly admirable," he commented sardonically.

This reminded him of himself at the beginning of the apocalypse.

Still thinking about going to work at the company.

It might seem bizarre, but it was actually quite normal. After all, if the boss were still alive, he would definitely dock your pay without asking for any reason, even with such events happening outside. Maybe the boss would even say something like, "I didn’t allow you to skip work, so it’s absenteeism. Don’t give me any excuses, I’m the boss, what I say goes."

Lin Fan saluted with respect, and with a swing of his sword, decapitated the zombie.

Quickly,

he arrived at the entrance of the cold storage warehouse.

There was power; the warehouse was always in operation. As he opened the door, a blast of cold air hit him, and what he saw were shelves laden with frozen goods.

He walked to the shelves and looked at the labels on the packaging.

"Duck feet"

A whole pack, countless in number.

"Pork"

"Beef"

"Chicken"

"Chicken wings"

Shelves were packed with goods, and the food in this cold storage could feed many people.

Suddenly,

he heard some noise.

Looking towards the source of the noise, he saw several zombies stiffly moving around. They were covered in frost, clearly having been locked in here for a long time.

Yet such temperatures had not killed them.

It had to be said, the vitality of zombies was truly formidable.

Thinking about places like snowy mountains and other extremely cold regions, it was likely that even if one hid there, one would still encounter zombie attacks.

"Hehe,"

the zombies that saw Lin Fan roared, their breath misting in the air as they attempted to rush at him, but their movements were sluggish.

"The effect is there; it can restrict their speed," Lin Fan observed.

What would have taken them two or three seconds to cross, took the group of zombies six or seven seconds. He initially thought of hunting them on the spot, but considering this was a cold storage warehouse, he retreated, leading them outside.

With sword swings,

he eliminated the group of zombies.

After checking around, he left the cold storage warehouse; he couldn’t take it with him just yet.

At a private estate base,

Yang Rong was leisurely staying on the rooftop, surveying the surroundings with quite a relaxed demeanor. Alone, he felt at ease, thinking about how his sister Yang Lu was getting on at Sunshine Shelter.

She should be quite comfortable.

A figure appeared in his line of sight.

He got up and hurried downstairs to open the door.

"Hey there," he greeted.

Lin Fan smiled, "Hey, how’s it going recently? Have you encountered any survivors?"

Yang Rong spread his hands, "None, I haven’t even seen a ghost’s shadow. Do you think there are still survivors alive in other parts of Huang City?"

Lin Fan affirmed, "There are, definitely. Just yesterday, six survivors came to me. These recent times, I’ve also been speeding up the clearing."

He told him about the recent situation at Sunshine Shelter.

Yang Rong listened attentively. Awakeners, War Armor, those were topics he enjoyed. He hadn’t expected that so much had happened in this period.

"I’m thinking of getting a cold storage to take back. He Qing from the Lucky number told me about the location of the Xinfeng cold storage warehouse in Sanhe District. I’ve checked it out, and it’s stocked with a lot of frozen foods, lots of meat. There are many children at the shelter now, and it’s crucial for their growth to keep up nutritionally."

"That’s great, resources really are important now. But I keep thinking, animals haven’t been affected by zombies, so do you think there are a lot in the forest?"

"Yeah, I haven’t really seen any animals, maybe there are, but how many can there be in the forest? And all those farms, after all this time, even the bred ones probably starved to death."

Lin Fan was somewhat helpless but went on to ask, "Leaving this place?"

Yang Rong waved his hand, "I think it’s quite nice here. I’ll keep waiting. Who knows, I might be able to wait for more survivors. Wouldn’t that be great?"

Lin Fan didn’t say much else. He respected Yang Rong’s choice.

Everyone has their own ideas.

He certainly wouldn’t sway others’ thoughts.

After briefly exchanging a few words, Lin Fan left the place. He needed to continue clearing the streets. Encountering Evolutionary Zombies would definitely be the best, and those with pale gold or Golden Crystals were especially welcome to him.

If it were a new type, he could also perfect the contents of the "Zombie Album."

...

In a desolate wilderness,

there existed a shelter that looked crude and low-built, surrounded by walls topped with barbed wire, and external railings made of various discarded tools.

And the reason this shelter had survived up to now

was because of its excellent location; surrounded by desolate yellow soil, a single gust of wind could whip up a storm of dust.

At that moment,

an old pickup truck slowly approached from the distance. The truck was modified, but its body was rusty. Soon, the truck stopped at the entrance of the shelter,

and the first to step down was a brawny man wearing sunglasses and a black leather jacket. Following him, other survivors got out of the truck, unloading various items from it.