CHAPTER 972: CHAPTER 229: A KILLING BORN OF A CRYSTAL (PART 2)

If Brother Lin really wanted to stop you, he’d just beat you all to a pulp, no need for all this drama.

At this moment.

A few survivors, as if summoning their courage, actually started walking toward them.

Ji Qiuyue and her group remained composed.

Not flustered in the slightest.

"Lin Fan, can you give us some crystals? We want to become stronger," said the leading survivor, who looked burly and fierce, a transformation formed gradually in the harsh environment.

As soon as he finished speaking.

The survivors watching from afar held their breath, listening intently.

On the contrary, Lin Fan’s group stared at them, dumbfounded and bewildered.

What guts.

They could actually say something like this.

"How do you even have the nerve?" Chen Ningning couldn’t help but say.

She really couldn’t imagine there were people like this.

But on second thought, it made sense.

Yeah, in the apocalypse, everyone’s ruthless and cruel. Why would they feel embarrassed?

The leader paid no attention to Chen Ningning.

"We have read the Zombie Album," the lead survivor said.

"Hmm, and then?" Lin Fan asked with a smile.

"You make a lot of sense, and we know you’re a good person, someone who tirelessly strives for those still alive," he continued.

"Mm, what else?"

"Just give us some crystals."

This conversation reminded Lin Fan of a joke.

A friend introduces a girl to his good brother.

On the first day, the brother and the girl talked about a wide range of topics.

Literature, movies, music, international affairs—it was clear he was knowledgeable.

Until the second day...

Check out the legs.

The earlier conversations were just an opener; his true intentions came later.

Just like these survivors, their earlier words were nonsense—the crystals were what they truly desired.

Ji Qiuyue watched quietly.

She had complete trust in Lin Fan.

Though Lin Fan seemed nice to everyone, being nice didn’t mean he was a fool. These guys might have really looked through the Zombie Album and thought Lin Fan might be easy to fool.

"Haha," Lin Fan chuckled softly, "You’re already quite awesome, you don’t need crystals."

How could he not know what these guys were thinking?

Did they really think he was a fool?

Giving these guys crystals would bring terrible disasters to others.

When they’re weak, they are already lawless. If they became strong, wouldn’t they become even more reckless and harm others indiscriminately?

The lead survivor said, "You don’t want to see us die weakly in the apocalypse, do you? Or are the things you wrote in the Zombie Album all lies, and you don’t really care about the weak in the apocalypse?"

As he spoke these words.

The others looked at Lin Fan with a "just like that" expression.

Facing such shameless words, when Chen Ningning wanted to lash out at these shameless guys, Sun Ya pulled her back, hinting that it was pointless. These guys were beyond saving with insults.

In fact, your anger would only make them more excited.

They’d think you felt guilty.

Lin Fan stood up, smiling, "You really want the crystals, right?"

Seeing Lin Fan still smiling at them, the survivors couldn’t help but get excited. Could he really be feeling pressured and backed into a corner by them?

Was he actually considering giving them crystals?

"Yes, yes, we all want the crystals."

"With the crystals, we can get stronger and eliminate the zombies."

"That’s right; we want to contribute to the apocalypse."

Listening to their words, Chen Ningning had to admire their shamelessness, indeed people with no face at all.

Contributing to the apocalypse?

In her eyes, their so-called contribution was just hurting more people.

Lin Fan said, "Fine, you can have the crystals, but you must go with me back to the Sunshine Shelter in Huang City. I’ll give you the crystals there."

The current apocalypse was too treacherous.

These guys were the villains of the apocalypse.

Sending them to Huang City’s prison for Zhou Yang to educate might give them a chance to return to civic life, but it would be a tough process.

As Lin Fan finished his words.

The place fell into silence.

Then... came the disgruntled voices.

"If you’re not giving, just say so."

"Yeah."

"Pretending to protect survivors in the apocalypse, we’re all here and get nothing."

Anyone who heard this would find it hard to hold back; they would have already beaten these guys to a pulp.

But Lin Fan remained calm.

Not even a hint of agitation.

He thought... if Officer Huang were here, these guys would be done for, surely facing his strict punishment.

Lin Fan sat back by the campfire.

"Brother Lin, aren’t you even a little angry?" Chen Ningning asked.

Lin Fan said, "There’s no need to be angry. Staying happy is key to maintaining a positive mindset in the apocalypse. From the outbreak to now, I’ve seen too many infuriating things, but anger is worthless."

These guys had chosen wrongly from the start.

They were walking step by step into the abyss.

Although he had the power to catch these people and take them to Huang City’s prison, this path was their own choice, and he had chosen the path of helping more ordinary citizens, bringing them stable and normal lives, while also hunting zombies, hoping to eventually see a society where no zombie existed.