I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade
Chapter 657 - 170 Millions of Zombies are but Ants_6

Chapter 657: Chapter 170 Millions of Zombies are but Ants_6

But does any of that matter?

It’s completely unimportant, all right.

Not to mention the other kids, even Feifei was a bit dazed, not understanding what all this was about.

To the younger brothers and sisters, however, it was all about showing off, it was all about being awesome.

"Wow, Sister Feifei is so amazing, she knows so much."

"Sister Feifei is the sister I admire the most."

Listen, everyone, please listen carefully.

How nice it is.

Feifei felt she had added another highlight to her life.

...

Night time.

Even though it was already dark, the outside was still illuminated by lights.

Zhou Yang and the others were still working, continuing to search for crystals among the zombies. These crystals were strategic materials, indispensable and crucial for Awakeners.

Lin Fan wanted to go have a look, but they stopped him, saying he really had a tough day and needed to rest properly, and that these trivial matters should be left to them to handle.

He could only accept that.

Of course, he had also done one thing, which was to blast a huge pit in the nearby wasteland, large enough to bury countless zombies.

He checked the interface and began to assign points.

[Name]: Lin Fan.

[Strength]: 4025680. (Unlimited)

[Stamina]: 2295280. (Unlimited)

[Speed]: 1926760. (Unlimited)

[Points]: 0.

As the allocation of points was completed,

Lin Fan started to find his own condition somewhat unfathomable.

Clenching his fists tightly, he could feel the endless power contained within his body.

"The number of zombies during the day indeed exceeded my imagination, truly surpassing a million. The abilities of those zombies were even more overbearing than I had imagined."

"No, not those zombies that twisted their own heads off, but rather the ones orchestrating from behind the scenes. Its existence could actually pose a real threat to me."

"To summon over a million zombies, that power must be terrifying. Maybe I’m not the strongest one right now."

Lin Fan had always thought that having enough strength was good enough.

But now...

He found that maybe this strength wasn’t quite enough.

"Sunshine Shelter is a place I must protect."

"I must completely clear out the zombies in Yellow City."

"I also need to speed up the cleaning of the zombies in this country. To rebuild civilization, I must eliminate the danger."

Lin Fan took a glance at Mengmeng sleeping soundly.

Then he poured a cup of tea, sat on the balcony, and looked out at the bustling scene outside, where everyone’s enthusiasm was fully ignited.

Early morning.

Outside the iron fence.

Lin Fan hadn’t expected such a huge change overnight. A vast area before his eyes had been thoroughly cleaned up, and although there were still many in the distance, the change was significant compared to yesterday.

He saw He Qing standing among the distant corpses, moving bodies around, holding a bag in one hand and a knife in the other, as if he were seeing the heads of Evolutionary Zombies. He would lift his hand and the knife would fall, slicing open heads to find crystals, which he happily placed into the bag.

He also saw Zhou Yang searching among the zombies, occasionally pulling out a crystal, then lifting his head to look towards He Qing.

"They’re really serious. Indeed, in the apocalypse, people are incredibly hardworking. He Qing used to be a wealthy man, and to see him like this is truly admirable,"

Lin Fan muttered to himself.

Bulldozers filled with zombie limbs headed toward a deep pit not far away.

"It’s not so much that I am protecting this place, but rather that everyone is helping me fulfill a dream in my heart."

His dream was to rebuild the prosperity of Huang City.

This kind of dream can’t be accomplished by one person, it requires the collective effort of many.

Lin Fan knew he was strong, but could strength alone fulfill his dream?

That, of course, was impossible.

Take for instance clearing the current pile of zombies; he certainly could do it, but in doing so, the buildings would be utterly destroyed. That wouldn’t be reconstruction, but further destruction.

Therefore, he never thought of himself as playing a major role in the process of rebuilding prosperity. His only contribution might be clearing zombies, providing a relatively safe environment for survivors with various professional skills who were also hardworking.

Lin Fan often wondered, what did he really know how to do?

After much thought, perhaps only drawing.

"Old Zhong."

Lin Fan waved to Old Zhong, who walked towards him, "There are too many zombies, and the clearing is a bit slow. Given the current situation, it might take some time, but the machinery has started running. Without stopping, it won’t be slow."

"Did you rest?" Lin Fan asked.

"No, I’ve been busy since yesterday. It’s okay, I’m in good spirits."

"Old Zhong, let those who haven’t rested go rest first. We can rotate shifts. It’s fine, there’s no rush," suggested Lin Fan.

"It’s fine, really." Old Zhong waved his hand, then pointed to the distance, "Look over there, who is that?"

Following the direction Old Zhong pointed in.

He was startled, the figure in the distance was somewhat unexpected.

"Wenwen..."

Old Zhong said, "Right, it’s Wenwen. She came with her father this morning. I wanted to stop them, fearing the scene would frighten the child, but unexpectedly, you can’t look at Wenwen through the eyes of a child anymore. Her thinking, her ideas, have undergone earth-shattering changes during this period, almost as mature as an adult’s."

"And her abilities, look, telekinesis control, the corpses naturally float up—even the coagulated blood is under her command."

Lin Fan watched in amazement as, under Wenwen’s control, the limbs floated up and were accurately placed into trash cans. Such a scene was a shock to him.

Without having consumed any crystals, Wenwen’s telekinesis had improved.

And the words Old Zhong had just said...

As mature as an adult?

Is that still a child?

Old Zhong said, "Lin Fan, you’ve said that as long as we adults are not extinct, it shouldn’t be the children facing the zombies. But now I feel Wenwen is truly special. I’ve always suspected her change is related to her abilities. Han Shuang has said that Wenwen’s learning ability is strong, with a photographic memory. Perhaps she should be nurtured properly."

Lin Fan pondered, "You may be right. Without me, perhaps Wenwen would indeed be humanity’s hope."

Old Zhong smiled and shook his head, "Every living person is irreplaceable. And your existence, as all survivors believe, you are the light in their hearts. Ye Qian and I faced death, and you appeared in front of us, pulling us out of death’s grasp and bringing us here, allowing us to see even more people filled with hope."

Old Zhong’s words made Lin Fan a little embarrassed.

"Exaggerated," he said.

"No, not at all. The truth is always the truth," Old Zhong affirmed.