CHAPTER 926: CHAPTER 218: EVERYONE HOPES FOR A GREAT MOUNTAIN AT THEIR BACK

Zhou Yang was stunned after seeing this message. Goodness, you sly fox! Are you trying to replace me as the warden?

Lin Fan was also peeking at the content in the group. He merely smiled at their interactions. With so many people in the group, everyone chatting happily and freely was indeed a joyful thing.

He noticed many survivors he wasn’t familiar with were actively mentioning their experience with raising poultry.

He knew everyone was working hard for this large family.

To make this family even more beautiful.

While he was engrossed in his phone.

A tender voice came through.

"Daddy..."

Mengmeng, who could barely walk on her own, gripped the railing and called out to Lin Fan in her babbling tones.

The first thing the child learned to say was to call Lin Fan ’Daddy’.

Lin Fan put down his phone, stepped over the railing, and played with Mengmeng.

He hoped to give Mengmeng a wonderful childhood.

Even more so, he hoped that the children living in the Sunshine Shelter could grow up happily, carrying the burdens of the apocalypse should be the responsibility of the living adults.

Children should grow up happily and worry-free.

"Our Mengmeng is really smart."

Lin Fan played gently with the child. The day’s busyness didn’t tire him. Seeing the shelter get better and more survivors living gave him a good mood.

Especially when he returned at night to have such a cute and smart Mengmeng by his side.

If Mengmeng’s mother knew her daughter was living so well under the care of strangers, she would surely feel gratified, though unfortunately, Mengmeng’s mother couldn’t witness this moment anymore.

...

The next day.

Morning.

Lin Fan left home as usual.

Leaving the community, he saw Feifei, Tingting, and Wenwen with their backpacks.

"Uncle Lin, hello." Feifei greeted Lin Fan proactively. When she saw Zhou Yang, she could pretend not to see him and scurry away, but when seeing Lin Fan, she didn’t dare pretend not to see him.

If her mom found out, she’d definitely spank her hard.

She’d surely tell her, Uncle Lin saved our lives, gave us a good life, and this hasn’t been long before you, child, forgot...

Of course, this had never actually happened.

It was all just in her imagination.

Tingting and Wenwen also greeted with smiles.

Lin Fan smiled, "Hmm, going to school?"

Though knowing they’re heading to school, he just liked to ask.

It’s a habit for many people.

After all, without asking some questions, the conversation couldn’t flow.

"Yes, going to school."

Lin Fan patted their heads, his gaze landing on Wenwen. Recently, Wenwen’s progress was satisfactory, and the advancement in her telekinesis was particularly important.

Even if, by chance, he’s not around, Wenwen could become a little savior, repelling the zombies.

Currently, in Huang City, there are two with telekinesis abilities—Wenwen and Dongdong. This is a good development. When Wenwen grows up, her achievements will surely be extraordinary. Just unsure if the zombified Dongdong would grow into an adult.

Thinking about it feels unlikely.

"Go on, listen well to the teacher in class, no daydreaming," Lin Fan advised.

"Okay, got it."

Feifei and the others bid farewell to Lin Fan and happily bounced towards the classroom.

For them, life now wasn’t any different from before; Monday to Friday meant school, and holidays were filled with endless homework. Just thinking about it was terrifying.

Where was even a hint of an apocalyptic atmosphere?

At the zoo.

When Lin Fan arrived, Hang Brother had already brought some survivors there, with Old Mr. Wang by his side, occasionally saying something.

He was clearly giving guidance.

The surrounding survivors listened closely, nodding from time to time, taking in Old Mr. Wang’s words.

...

In the desert.

An Officer Huang dressed in pitch-black, glowing War Armor walked along the highway.

Passing by a shop.

There were sounds coming from inside.

Officer Huang paused, standing still there for a moment before heading toward the shop. The store’s glass door was shattered, and beside it lay a corpse with broken legs. As Officer Huang approached, the dust-covered corpse slowly raised its head, making a hoarse sound from its throat.

With a squelch!

Officer Huang stomped on the zombie’s head, and thick blood splattered everywhere.

Upon entering the shop.

The sound was coming from a radio.

"Surviving survivors, this is the Old Fangshan Shelter. I’m a survivor here. If you have nowhere to go, come here. We have plenty of supplies and a safe environment..."

The radio repeated the same message.

Old Fangshan was neither too far nor too close from here.

Officer Huang looked at the radio emitting the sound, then slowly left the shop, continuing his journey toward the distance.

In another place.

Also in a desolate environment, sand had already covered the surroundings. With no human activities and cleaning, the yellow sand buried the previous landscape.

By the roadside, dried corpses and overturned vehicles were easily spotted.

Two jeeps kicked up dust, speeding along the road.

Though no zombies were seen temporarily, they dared not let down their guard. Survivors who’d lived until now had all gone through ghastly experiences.

In the leading jeep were two people, a man and a woman.

The man was bald, slightly stout in stature, with tattoos on his arms. He didn’t look like a good person, but his eyes exuded a resolute gaze. Around his neck hung a pendant, encasing a photo of a little girl, likely someone very important to him.