CHAPTER 1251: CHAPTER 296: HOW CAN YOU BULLY OUR ZOMBIES?

"What do you mean by this?"

Cui Xiaofei shook the book in his hand, clearly not understanding Zhong Hong’s actions. Was he trying to mess with him?

"Look at the font under the title on the cover," Zhong Hong said.

Cui Xiaofei looked carefully.

His mouth started moving involuntarily.

"Global sales exceed a hundred million, a heartfelt work by the famous writer Xinfeng, bringing you into a world filled with love."

"Recommended by millions of criminals worldwide, elevating the soul after reading, on how to become a good person full of love from a criminal."

After articulating every word, talking to himself.

Cui Xiaofei looked up, staring directly at Zhong Hong, his gaze was self-explanatory and equally clear, as if saying, ’Are you not messing with me with this?’

Zhong Hong smiled and said, "Don’t look at me like that. If you read this book, you’d find it’s really good, especially suitable for them to read, as it can calm a violent heart."

Cui Xiaofei casually tossed the book onto a nearby table, "If there’s nothing else, you can leave now."

He didn’t know what Zhong Hong was up to, but it seemed a bit off, though it didn’t matter much to him.

Faced with Cui Xiaofei’s order to leave, Zhong Hong knew it was time to go, and as he was leaving, he specifically mentioned,

"It’s really worth a look; the eyes of your trainees are quite terrifying."

After saying this, he turned and left.

Coming and going so freely.

This was the style of Poison Sting Zhong Hong.

After Zhong Hong left, Cui Xiaofei looked at the group of trainees, making him start to doubt whether bringing them out was the right decision.

"You all heard what happened just now; another seven Mutants died tragically. I hope you keep this in mind, the apocalypse is not as simple as you imagine."

"You all better take care of yourselves."

Cui Xiaofei turned to leave, walked a few steps, then stopped, turned back, picked up the book, and walked off without a word.

The trainees left on the spot looked at each other.

This incident had no effect on them, not even causing a ripple.

...

Sunshine Shelter in Huang City.

"Dr. Xiang, Dr. Chen, how is she doing?"

Lin Fan was quite caring towards the woman they brought back. After two days of treatment, he specially came to inquire about her condition.

Chen Xian, dressed in a white coat, said, "We just hypnotized her for deep rest. After Dr. Xiang and I treated her, her condition has improved significantly."

They truly hadn’t expected that after the apocalypse, there would still be an opportunity to return to their old professions, something they never anticipated.

"Thank you for your hard work," Lin Fan said gratefully.

Chen Xian and Xiang Da hurriedly waved their hands, saying, "No, no, it’s not hard at all. We really enjoy this kind of work."

Seeing that they enjoyed this kind of work, Lin Fan felt deeply satisfied.

"By the way, have many people been coming for psychological counseling these past two days?"

There are many survivors in the shelter. Some people appear very normal on the surface, but almost everyone’s psyche has some minor issues.

Keeping things bottled up inside is not a wise choice.

"Quite a few, it’s all post-apocalyptic syndrome. It’s not hard to treat, they just need to maintain a good mindset," Chen Xian said.

Xiang Da added, "Everyone has walked out of disaster, so these symptoms are quite normal."

Hearing what they said,

Lin Fan felt much more relaxed.

This kind of development is what he most wanted to see. Thankfully, he thought of this aspect, although it wasn’t too early, it wasn’t too late either.

"Don’t worry, the apocalypse will soon come to an end," Lin Fan said.

Chen Xian and Xiang Da looked at Lin Fan in shock. In their view, would the apocalypse really come to an end one day?

Lin Fan smiled without specifying when it would end, just telling them once. What everyone needed wasn’t a fixed time but a belief.

When belief takes root and grows in the heart, it will thrive and become increasingly unshakeable.

At this moment,

the satellite phone rang.

He took out the phone, and the number was from the Zombie Emperor Wang Zixuan.

"You guys carry on, I’ll be off," Lin Fan said goodbye to Chen Xian and Xiang Da as he walked outside, connecting the call and asking about the situation. Generally, when the Zombie Emperor Wang Zixuan called, it wasn’t for nothing.

It was often about important matters.

Qing City.

This is where Wang Zixuan stayed.

"What issue are you talking about?"

Lin Fan came from Huang City, seeing Wang Zixuan already waiting for him. He didn’t waste time, directly asking.

Wang Zixuan said, "Brother Lin, the zombies I’ve dispersed outside have conveyed bad news. A large number of zombies have crossed the border and entered our territory, and the numbers are immense, with the degree of mutation beyond imagination."

Listening to what Wang Zixuan said, Lin Fan frowned deeply. This wasn’t good news; he hadn’t even cleaned up the zombies within his own country, yet there was a foreign zombie tide crossing the border here, seemingly to cause trouble for them.

Lin Fan and Wang Zixuan talked as they walked.

The matter wasn’t complicated; it was just that another zombie tide had arrived.

"Zombie tides don’t form for no reason; there must be a Creator leading them," Lin Fan said.

He didn’t dare say he completely understood zombies, but after so many events, he considered himself half a zombie expert, and he had some idea of the situations.

Wang Zixuan said, "Right, I think so too. There must be a Creator leading them, and why they want to come here can only mean that in their homeland, there’s no longer any living humans or any threats to them, so the Creator wants to expand the scope."