I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade
Chapter 747 - 186 I still want to have a good talk with your boss_2

Chapter 747: Chapter 186 I still want to have a good talk with your boss_2

Guan Hao and Chen Ang chatted idly, how wonderful it would be if Super Brother were here. He could tell Super Brother that his decision to stay had been the right one. Now he was valued by the boss, become an Awakener, and even just recruited a new underling. His life really was getting better and better.

Every morning, as the sun rose, he would occasionally think of Super Brother.

But where exactly had Super Brother gone?

The life of a man determined to be strong is inevitably full of hardships.

...

"Jiang Er said the shelter he had joined was around here, but who knows if it still exists."

Lin Fan looked around. There weren’t many buildings, only scattered factories, which were one of the few places where living people could hide.

Away from the hustle and bustle of the city, away from countless zombies.

Finding a truly safe place in a post-apocalyptic world is difficult. Where there are buildings, there are zombies, and where there are zombies, there is danger. But if he could clear an area and develop it properly, there might still be hope for survival.

Zombies staggered around him.

They did nothing all day. When it was quiet, they were like fools with no aggressive behavior.

"Heh heh,"

A zombie noticed Lin Fan.

Its "heh heh" sound was like a signal that could alert other zombies of a human’s presence in their territory, prompting them to move, to bite and tear, and to satisfy their taste buds with delicious flesh.

Faced with the aggressively approaching zombies, Lin Fan remained calm. Zombies from other places were just as impolite as those from Huang City.

He slowly drew Frostmourne from his back.

Rather than prepare to kill them from a distance, he let Frostmourne touch the zombies only when they were close, splitting them in two.

He wanted to avoid causing too much confusion.

If someone were spying on him and saw his ability to explode zombies from a distance, they would be extremely alert. Was he someone they could deal with?

They would certainly retreat.

But by showing that he was just a bit more capable than an ordinary person, he could create an illusion that he was just slightly more powerful. in a situation of risk for wealth, perhaps they could handle it.

Splat!

Splat!

Thick blood splattered, and the charging zombies fell heavily, none left standing.

He walked along, observing his surroundings.

From what he knew, factories in peacetime and those in post-apocalyptic times were definitely different.

In a post-apocalyptic world, factories were transformed, somewhat, to better withstand zombies.

He was looking for such appearances.

It wasn’t long before,

he actually found one different from the other factories around, definitely not how it would have been in peacetime.

In his view, the factory entrance was blocked by a wooden fence and there were some zombie corpses, not many, possibly from a past battle.

Thinking this, he felt a bad premonition.

Upon reaching the entrance,

"Just as I thought,"

the factory’s main door had collapsed with dust on its surface. On close observation, there were irregular holes in the door, with oddly shaped edges.

Although he hadn’t experienced the situation firsthand, his mind conjured an image of a terrifying zombie that could spew Corrosive Liquid.

He had encountered such zombies before, which he referred to as Mutated Zombies.

It wasn’t clear what these zombies had gone through, but they looked disgusting, covered in pustules. Mutated Zombies had a variety of abilities and were among the more revolting in the zombie community.

"If there were survivors here before, their chances of surviving against Mutated Zombies would be very low,"

Walking over the fallen iron gate, he moved inside.

Seeing overturned cars, seeing bodies torn into pieces with no chance even to turn into zombies,

even, he saw a rotting corpse that was visibly male, half its head corroded inward, showing brain tissue that seemed to have worms moving in it.

Humans were not only food for zombies but also for various insects in nature.

Within this factory, he found many scenes of life after the apocalypse.

There were many randomly discarded instant noodle packages.

There was a dirty carpet spread on the floor, and he could imagine that when there were surviving survivors, they probably slept on the ground here.

They must have spent every day wondering how to survive, while also being terrified by the zombies.

"Is anyone there?"

Lin Fan shouted into the empty factory, "I am Lin Fan, from Huang City. I am here to find you, are any of you still alive?"

Silence, eerily quiet.

Not a sound.

After waiting for a moment.

Lin Fan turned and left. This place had once been a gathering spot for survivors, but now no one stayed here. For now, he didn’t want to speculate whether these people were good or bad, only hoped that they hadn’t been eradicated by zombies, but had escaped from here.

Now, he was heading to the second survivor’s shelter mentioned by Jiang Er.

"I hope there really can be hope."

He leaped up, curving through the air at a tremendous speed towards that place.

For others, getting somewhere might be troublesome, but for Lin Fan, as long as he knew the destination, he could reach it in an incredibly short time.