CHAPTER 1209: CHAPTER 285: OH, IF ONLY YOU’D MET ME SOONER, YOU’D BE RICH

"Guarantee this to the children."

"Don’t worry."

"I will definitely come back."

...

At the cliff’s edge.

"Right here, huh? There are no signs of a battle."

Zhong Hong appeared here, observing the surroundings, and indeed found no signs of a fight. When mutants battle, the commotion is usually intense and causes significant fluctuations.

When she saw Zhou Yi pinned there, she knew it was a fight between mutants. For her, such a situation was pleasing to witness.

Let them fight each other and deplete their forces—it’s something worth celebrating.

But after letting Zhou Yi go, she asked other mutants what exactly happened. She finally learned that Zhou Yi was keeping a few children, and Wei Ying found out and now wants to capture those kids.

In the past, Zhong Hong would not care about such matters.

But now things are different; she’s collaborating with Lin Fan and is considered one of the Sunshine Shelter’s people. She also promised Lin Fan that she would help survivors in danger.

So, how could she just sit by and watch? If Lin Fan found out, wouldn’t their partnership instantly break?

She descended towards the cliff’s bottom and saw an entrance, with an iron door collapsed on the ground.

She walked inside, sniffing the air, still carrying the scent of where survivors lived. Deeper inside, the expansive cave had beds, pots, pans, and various items.

Standing by a dented and cracked wall.

"Someone was thrown against the rock wall, and the force was strong. But who was it, Zhou Yi or Wei Ying?"

Zhong Hong uttered to herself.

Thinking that it was probably Zhou Yi.

After all, Wei Ying was stronger than Zhou Yi.

"Where’s the body?"

Zhong Hong examined the surroundings.

But she didn’t see a body.

Suddenly, she noticed faint flickers of light shimmering on the ground not too far away.

Walking closer, she squatted down to discover the ground sprinkled with ice shards. Touching some with her fingers, perhaps due to the warmth, the ice quickly melted on her fingertips.

"This is..."

She sensed a familiar aura in the ice shards, one belonging to a mutant.

"Wei Ying..."

No doubt about it, this aura was Wei Ying’s.

Zhong Hong’s eyes were shocked: these ice shards were definitely Wei Ying. But who was responsible? Zhou Yi absolutely didn’t have such capability.

Suddenly.

Her pupils contracted sharply, a scene flashed through her mind—the time Lin Fan faced the zombie army, wielding Frostmourne, freezing hordes of zombies, then shattering them into ice shards.

"Lin Fan."

"Did he also come here?"

Realizing this, Zhong Hong could understand; knowing Wei Ying, encountering Lin Fan would surely mean no survival. Wei Ying was arrogant, violent in nature, there wasn’t any chance of survival.

At this moment, her mind was a bit disordered, with many things unclear.

With Wei Ying dead here, where was Zhou Yi?

Soon, she instantly thought of a possibility: Zhou Yi was looking after some children. Although her encounters with Lin Fan were limited, she knew he was very kind-hearted, greatly caring about and looking after the living survivors.

Therefore, it was most likely Zhou Yi, because of the children, was spared by Lin Fan.

"Yes, it seems that’s indeed the case. Finding Zhou Yi would confirm my speculation. If I can collaborate with Lin Fan, Zhou Yi might also collaborate with him."

Zhong Hong pondered, increasingly feeling the possibility was high.

Finding nothing more, she left the cave, thinking of ways to lead Lin Fan to the organization’s headquarters. Anyone with a bit of sense knew the Mutant Organization had no hope, and following Lin Fan’s steps was the correct path.

Night.

A silent night, shrouded in gentle moonlight, everyone had already fallen asleep. When he returned from clearing zombies, it was already three in the morning, everything was so tranquil.

The breeze blew, refreshing and pleasing.

Under the gentle streetlamp light, a figure appeared.

It was Dongdong.

Dongdong quietly walked towards the distance.

He knew where Dongdong was heading, neither stopping him nor speaking up, this was the only place Dongdong found solace in his heart and, for him, his only belonging.

Raising his eyes, he gazed at the distant stars.

Some discussions he had with Chen He surfaced in his mind.

’How good it would be if time could go back to the past.’

This thought wasn’t only one person’s wish, many shared it. But it might be unrealistic, even with his accumulated points reaching this extent, it’s still unachievable.

"Could there really be such an opportunity?"

Lin Fan remained awake, leaning against the balcony railing, quietly watching the sky, feeling the tranquility at this moment. Everything will be beautiful, everything will end, true return to the past was impossible; he had to take care of everyone here and now.

He glanced at the points interface.

[Name]: Lin Fan.

[Strength]: 210,369,240. (Unlimited)

[Stamina]: 153,685,330. (Unlimited)

[Speed]: 126,426,810. (Unlimited)

[Points]: 2.

He casually glanced at it, not putting his mind to it. The effort over time bore results, with uncountable numbers of zombies cleared and innumerable crystals destroyed.

The evolution of Frostmourne, its limit unknown.

None of it mattered anymore.

Lin Fan no longer pursued power; the strength he now wielded was enough for everything.