I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade
Chapter 98 - 076: Post-disaster work, unimaginably terrifying (Seeking first subscription)_5

Chapter 98: Chapter 076: Post-disaster work, unimaginably terrifying (Seeking first subscription)_5

Didn’t this completely drag down the class of Sunshine District?

He checked the time.

It was four in the afternoon, still some time before it got dark.

There was plenty to do.

Inside the house.

Gu Hang said, "Old commander, I believe there are superhumans in this world."

"No, Brother Fan is not a superhuman, Brother Fan is a cultivator. Superhumans are from abroad. What we have are cultivators, Super Soldiers," Wang Kai said.

Chen He crouched to one side in silence, thinking to himself that Lin Fan was neither a cultivator nor a Super Soldier. He was a Witch Demon King, didn’t they see the Frostmourne he held in his hand?

The two elders laughed.

Does it really matter?

Not really.

What mattered was Lin Fan’s presence, which filled them with hope for the future.

On the street.

Lin Fan stood in the middle of the road, his hand to his forehead, feeling at a loss as he surveyed the scene before him. There was too much trash. If the sanitation workers saw this, they’d surely exclaim... Put us out of our misery.

Despite his frustration, he rounded up nearby trash bins and began throwing the relatively intact bodies into them. Though a trash bin could hold a lot of garbage, it couldn’t hold too many zombie corpses.

That’s the nature of work. It might be troublesome at the start, but once you set your mind to it, a good start will follow.

One trash bin after another lined up, forming a long queue, as he pushed them toward the garbage station.

On the tranquil streets, no one could imagine that a world-shaking battle had taken place here.

In others’ eyes, this battle would be legendary.

But for Lin Fan, he was merely doing his job. He was a security guard, tasked with protecting the district. He had seen news of brave security guards fighting criminals, subduing them despite being injured themselves.

As a result, he not only received rewards but also the concern of the adorable property owners.

And more importantly...

Even Xiaodan, the owner he had secretly admired, sent him admiring glances.

There were many bodies at the garbage station.

Considering the station’s capacity, it was still manageable, but thinking of the many zombie corpses at the entrance of the district was overwhelming.

Oh well, why think about this? Time to work.

Making back and forth trips.

The number of corpses on the street had decreased, but overall, there were still many.

Looking around.

"What a peaceful street."

In the past, he would occasionally see some zombies, but now, he felt the area was truly empty, not even a ghost in sight.

He remained busy until it was dark.

He had yet to finish cleaning up, but he understood deeply that one person’s power was limited. However, if he persisted, the impact could be immense.

At night.

Inside the house.

The computer screen was lit up, playing the movie "Initial D" he had downloaded in the past.

The core of this movie was easy to understand, eight words.

"86 goes up the mountain, Mercedes crashes into a tree."

A rather sad story.

On the table, a cup of tea steamed gently.

The daytime was for work, and it didn’t belong to him. Only at night, after Mengmeng was sound asleep, did he have time for himself.

Life was like that, with a balanced rhythm.

You work hard when you need to, and you enjoy when it’s time to.

He watched the screen intently.

As the movie approached its end.

Takumi drove the 86 through the streets, crying as he drove. His sorrow turned into a river, his tumultuous first love ultimately losing to his sugar daddy’s wealth.

After finishing the movie.

He went to the balcony, rested his arms on the railing, and looked out at the night scenery.

Though it lacked brilliant lights and bustling crowds, this place was ultimately his, and any missing color or vivacity he would fill in stroke by stroke.

He watched quietly, enjoying the evening breeze, feeling content.

Back inside the house, he lay in bed, looking at Mengmeng fast asleep, a smile on his lips. He hadn’t expected that at twenty, he would be solely responsible for caring for a child with no blood relation to him.

Gently, he tucked Mengmeng in with her blanket.

She held a teddy bear and closed her eyes, slipping into sleep.

Tomorrow, there was still much to be done.

Dawn!

A ray of morning light shone in.

He got out of bed and started his busy morning routine, going to the washstand, brushing his teeth, washing his face, looking at himself in the mirror and giving a confident smile, patting his face.

"Come on, a new day, let’s work hard."

There was so much he needed to do. Make breakfast early, change Mengmeng’s diaper—all these were essential tasks. At first, he might have been all thumbs, but now it had become second nature.

After everything was settled, he went downstairs.

"Mr. Wang, good morning."

"Mr. Zhou, good morning."

He greeted the elderly gentlemen downstairs and joined the group exercising. Morning workouts could regulate the mood for the entire day.

A thirty-minute workout for a lifetime of health.

It wasn’t just a saying.

"Little Fan, you still look energetic and handsome today," Mr. Wang commented with a laugh.

"I guess so," Lin Fan replied cheerfully.

He felt that Mr. Wang must be the leader of a praise group. Confidence often builds up from compliments.

"Elders, I’m off to work," he said.

Lin Fan waved a goodbye to them, then began patrolling the district. This was his daily routine work, first patrolling the environment of the district to check for any danger.

As he reached the corner, he bumped into Gu Hang.

"Morning," Lin Fan greeted.

"Morning."

Gu Hang smiled and then took the initiative to say, "I’ll check if there’s anything missing in the district. This perimeter wall isn’t very high and doesn’t have any security measures. I’m thinking of adding some barbed wire to the top to effectively prevent people from climbing over."