I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade
Chapter 753 - 187: The Mermaid’s Choice_2

Chapter 753: Chapter 187: The Mermaid’s Choice_2

You could already tell from here that Qin Ling didn’t want anything to do with Lin Fan.

Clearly, there was a deep fear of Lin Fan’s strength.

Lin Fan said, "You’ve misunderstood again, I’ve never hurt anyone, not before, and even less so after the apocalypse. You’re right, the world is vast and can accommodate many people, not just you, and we’re no exception. However, you casually harm innocent survivors; don’t you think that’s wrong?"

Qin Ling said, "Mr. Lin, the world is naturally a case of the survival of the fittest, be it pre-apocalypse or post-apocalypse. I suspect in peacetime you were just one among many, what you saw was only what others wanted you to see. And what you couldn’t see, I could."

At this moment, Qin Ling was patiently communicating with Lin Fan.

Since the apocalypse started, he had not spoken to people very much.

Lin Fan said, "Yes, I understand. I was an ordinary citizen before, and I am still an ordinary citizen now. If I couldn’t see, then it was due to my ignorance, and I couldn’t help that. But now that I have seen, I don’t think I can just stand by and do nothing, am I right?"

He knew what Qin Ling meant.

Of course, he didn’t angrily denounce Qin Ling but instead talked to him in an even tone.

A hissing roar, arguing, often wouldn’t effectively solve problems, but would instead make things worse.

Communication between people requires a good mindset.

It’s okay to disagree, as long as we can slowly communicate, change will happen.

"Yes, you’re right, you do have the ability to interfere now. In your eyes, I’m the weaker party, but even so, I will not change my mind. If one day in the future you can find me, I will admit defeat," Qin Ling said, clearly aware of his circumstances.

There was no quarreling, no squabbling.

Their conversation was friendly, as if two good friends were casually chatting.

Lin Fan understood it would be difficult to convince the other party.

The other person was as firm in his beliefs as Lin Fan was in his mission to clean up the zombies, unshakable no matter what happened.

"After talking this long, I still don’t know your name."

"Qin Ling."

"Oh, I see."

"Mr. Lin, although we haven’t reached a consensus, I enjoyed our conversation. Good night."

The call ended.

Lin Fan looked out into the dark night, the stars twinkling above.

He went back inside.

He began writing the "Zombie Album"; its content was updated every night as soon as Lin Fan made new discoveries, it was important to progressively complete the record of the post-apocalyptic world.

Compared to the zombie situation in Xiangshan City and Salt City,

He was now more concerned about Qin Ling’s organization.

He specifically wrote a text report in the "Zombie Album."

Title: "Don’t Talk to Strangers"

The title seemed ordinary, but the content inside was crucial. He included details about Qin Ling’s situation and the mysterious organization capturing survivors.

The purpose was to warn any survivor who could see the "Zombie Album" that not all survivors were like the Sunshine Shelter; there were many humans more terrifying than zombies.

When the apocalypse first broke out,

he had searched for living survivors in Huang City, encountering many survivors, those who deceived, those who bit the hand that fed them, and those who vented their own desires and pain onto others.

He sent many people to Officer Huang.

He knew the fate of those people and had no thoughts about it; if someone didn’t consider themselves human, why should others treat them as such?

"I’ll clear the zombies around Huang City tomorrow," Lin Fan muttered to himself. It was late, and time to sleep well to ensure the best condition for the next day.

While Lin Fan was lost in his thoughts,

others were pondering too.

Night is when loneliness can be the most palpable. The hustle and bustle of the day don’t leave room for feelings of solitude, but when night falls, the past returns – once a family of three living under one roof, with loved ones by one’s side.

But now... those times can’t be brought back.

Dongdong would return to the store he shared with his mother at night, curling up beside her now mummified body, closing his eyes, and staying still, feeling the presence of his mother.

To Dongdong, the Sunshine Shelter was where Officer Huang had taken him.

But this place was his true home in his heart.

No matter the living conditions, as long as the scent of his mother was there, it was where he most wanted to be.

Li Mei would take out a family photo of the three of them once her child was asleep, her fingers gently tracing the face of the man in the picture.

This was not an uncommon scene.

Some children would call out for their parents in their sleep.

There were male survivors, too, holding bottles of alcohol, staring blankly into the night sky, guzzling down their drink.

The past could no longer be reclaimed.

They could only reminisce about what once was.

Life must go on, and they needed to bravely keep moving forward.

They wouldn’t show their emotions; their sorrow was something they bore in silence.

During the day, they’d put on their best face, radiating warmth and hope to every living person. After all, the world was already in a bad place; why pass on negative feelings to others?

Dawn arrives!

As a ray of morning light illuminates the Sunshine Shelter,

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