CHAPTER 1199: CHAPTER 283: BLAME ME FOR NOT FIGURING THINGS OUT?

Worthy of their deaths.

He saw several women with their heads down, their emotions very low and suppressed. Without asking, he knew what had happened; this was a common occurrence in the apocalypse.

Ordinary women are a vulnerable group. Their experiences are often more frightening than men’s because their personal dignity is trampled upon, and not everyone dares to face death when their lives are at risk.

Lin Fan walked up to them and said gently, "It’s over. A new life is about to begin. The Sunshine Shelter will be your perfect home. There you will enjoy life again and meet friends who truly help each other. Trust me, okay?"

The women looked up at Lin Fan, his gentle gaze and friendly smile deeply resonated within them.

Lin Fan had a strong charisma.

He could soothe the tortured, broken hearts of survivors.

"Okay."

Lin Fan was very relieved to receive their response, nodding in appreciation.

Sincerity is always the ultimate weapon.

He had always thought so.

Afterward, the situation was simple. He brought the group of survivors back to Huang City. Meanwhile, he asked Officer Huang to stay there and wait for him. After all, equipment was damaged and needed to be rearranged. Who knows what stage of zombies Officer Huang was facing outside now.

Safety must be guaranteed.

Officer Huang agreed to wait, which made Lin Fan feel that Officer Huang was much easier to communicate with now. Not like before, where he would hand over the survivors and turn away as soon as Lin Fan arrived.

Little did he know, Officer Huang had deeply realized the power of the War Armor.

Through countless battles, when facing terrifying zombies, he was truly scared and profoundly understood the benefits of the War Armor.

Officer Huang was no longer foolish; his intelligence had greatly increased.

He could discern good from bad.

Soon after.

Lin Fan returned again with a brand-new War Armor.

Lin Fan saw Officer Huang still waiting there and smiled, "Officer Huang, be careful from now on. There are too many zombies to kill them all. It’s unnecessary to take risks with the dangerous ones."

He truly hoped Officer Huang wouldn’t act impulsively.

When encountering high-level zombies, if nothing could be affected, the best and wisest choice would be to turn and leave instead of engaging directly.

It’s too dangerous and too easy to have accidents.

"How is Dongdong?" Officer Huang asked.

"He’s doing well. Dongdong is living well in Huang City. Everyone likes him, but sometimes he still goes to the storefront and lies in his mother’s arms."

Lin Fan had noticed this many times.

At night, Dongdong would leave the shelter alone and go to where his mother died. The corpse had decayed beyond recognition, but Dongdong would still obediently curl up and lie there.

Officer Huang said nothing more; he just nodded, then put on the War Armor and picked up the satellite phone obtained from Zhou Huai, ready to leave.

Lin Fan watched Officer Huang’s departing figure.

Said nothing.

Officer Huang’s personality was like this, and even talking up to this point was a significant improvement.

"Hey, Officer Huang really does still care about his beloved pupil Dongdong."

Lin Fan smiled. It seemed that even though Officer Huang had turned into a zombie, his emotions still existed. But what was this situation exactly? Did it rely on belief to maintain his true self?

Couldn’t quite understand.

Leaving the building, when he reached downstairs, he placed the Zombie Album in the most prominent spot.

Just as he was about to leap away.

He heard the sound of a car engine carrying from afar.

"A car driving? That means there are living humans?"

Thinking of this.

He rushed eagerly toward the direction the sound came from.

A moment later.

He finally saw a vehicle in motion.

From afar, he focused intently.

The vehicle slowly stopped because zombies appeared ahead. Lin Fan watched in confusion. Any normal person would either turn around or run them over.

Why did they stop?

He didn’t rush to intervene but quietly observed.

In an instant, he opened his mouth in shock. Who could have thought that the person who got out of the car boldly rushed into the zombie horde, wantonly slaughtering zombies, and even easily killed a tyrant among them.

"This is a master."

An Awakener?

Maybe not.

Then it must be...a Mutant.