Cui Xiaofei didn’t expect Poison Sting Zhong Hong to find him and start talking about the organization.
There were originally twelve perfect mutants, but now only seven remain. This level of loss is significant, but for the organization, it doesn’t matter; everything can be trained after the fact.
In the eyes of the organization, the value of twelve perfect mutants is probably less than that of the captured Creators.
She admitted that everything Cui Xiaofei said was true, but the truth is often hurtful. She didn’t want to hear that she was just a consumable, but unfortunately, no matter how much she resisted, that’s the reality.
"Lin Fan at Sunshine Shelter in Huang City is currently the strongest existence among all humans. What exactly does the organization want to research? The final outco remains the sa, so why bother?"
Zhong Hong feels that Lin Fan is like an insurmountable mountain among humans.
Whatever the organization researches will be the sa.
Cui Xiaofei said, "No, for the organization, they always have a kind of hope. This hope makes them feel they can overco everything. You understand this clearly, and the people in the organization can see it too, but understanding it and accepting it are two different things."
Listening to these words.
Zhong Hong didn’t speak but walked to her motorcycle, put on her helt, and quietly looked at Cui Xiaofei. She twisted the throttle, "whoosh," and the tires kicked up dust as she drove into the distance.
Cui Xiaofei shook his head and decided to see how the martial arts school students were doing. The ones who gained strength underwent a subtle change in mindset, a situation he had anticipated.
...
Huang City.
"Brother Lin, he’s really miserable." Wang Kai didn’t expect Wang Zixuan had been exposed and nearly blown up by a Zombie Creator. Thinking about it, he felt deeply sympathetic.
He was truly miserable.
"Yes, fortunately, I arrived in ti, otherwise he might have really been out of luck," Lin Fan said.
Wang Kai had already arranged the survivors brought back by Brother Lin. He found the work quite easy, sorting room assignnts for residence and arranging so tasks for the new survivors.
Now, everything in the shelter is handled by soone.
It’s basically adding more people to existing jobs, doing it casually, and following the crowd.
Wang Kai understood Wang Zixuan’s situation. If a zombie knew there was a kind cooperating with humans, it would be just as angry upon hearing about it and definitely find and eliminate the partner.
"You keep busy; I’m going out to continue clearing zombies." Lin Fan patted Wang Kai’s shoulder and left. Outside, he’d only cleared half the zombies, and there were still many yet to be dealt with.
Wang Kai watched Brother Lin’s departing figure, sighing inwardly. It’s really hard work; since the apocalypse started until now, he’s never seen Brother Lin take a break. If he’s not clearing zombies, he’s on the way to clear zombies.
Nowadays, there are still many survivors like Lin Fan.
Huo Fen’s resistance group, equipped and paired with Lin Fan’s war armor, is a fairly substantial fighting force in the apocalypse, as long as they don’t encounter terrifying Evolutionary Zombies, they can handle them.
The rest are scattered team mbers.
Ji Qiuyue and her group, Liang Min and her group, are the sa.
Several days later.
"Humans, do you really want to wipe us out completely?"
In a city, a Creator stared angrily at Lin Fan, its fierce eyes wishing to tear Lin Fan into pieces. Of course, anger aside, there was still a hint of fear hidden in those eyes.
That’s fear of Lin Fan.
As a Creator, it didn’t hide like other zombies in the city.
In its view, there’s no need to hide; there are so many cities, how could the other side possibly clear them all? It’s like winning the lottery; it’s highly unlikely.
But regrettably, it did win the lottery.
"Your words make uncomfortable."
Lin Fan blinked, a bit unable to accept what the Creator said, calling it annihilation. Clearly it was the zombies who nearly annihilated humans, right?
And he only stood up just when humans were about to be wiped out, carving out a small safe area and going out to clear zombies.
Didn’t expect a zombie with intelligence to be so shaless.
Turning black into white.
"I’ll take a picture of you and send you away soon."
As usual, Lin Fan took the cara and aid it at the Creator, snapping away to forever record the Creator’s appearance.
His every move was pressure for the Creator.
As if once he finished, he’d take action.
Looking at the cara, nodded in satisfaction, then wielded his sword against the Creator, and to anyone else, the Creator would be extrely tough, but in Lin Fan’s hands, it’s just like hunting ordinary zombies, without any difficulty.
"Phew... all the zombies in this city have been cleared."
Lin Fan nodded with satisfaction.
Next up is changing location to continue clearing.
The satellite phone rang.
Looking at the number.
Answering.
"Lin Fan, it’s . I’ve discovered a rather amazing base. Interested in checking it out?"
"Yes, I’m very interested."
The call was from Sun Neng.
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