The first rays of the morning sun fell on the Sunshine District.
The hen did not crow, for if it crowed, it would indicate a problem with its ovaries, developing in the direction of male characteristics.
With sumr vacation in full swing, children were playing joyfully downstairs, accompanied by Liang Yuan, who used to be a preschool teacher, as she led them in so fun little gas.
Outside the gates of the community.
Gu Hang dodged adeptly, his straight knife shimring with light as he thrust it forward. With a swoosh, the blade glided past the zombie’s neck; the sharp edge made easy work of decapitating the zombie. The severed head rolled on the ground as the neck spurted out thick blood.
"Hang, your technique is getting more and more exquisite,"
Lin Fan said as he stood watching. Gu Hang dragged him out early in the morning to find a zombie for him to practice on. Such a simple request was naturally agreed upon—it was just catching a zombie, after all, not a troubleso task.
Wang Kai, A’Hai, He Yong, Dawu, and Zhou Ting lay on the railings, watching intently. They gaped in shock at the mont when Gu Hang sliced through the zombie’s head.
"Hang, that’s aweso."
It looked so simple, just a swing of the knife, and the zombie’s head was effortlessly chopped off. But they knew that if really were that simple, humanity wouldn’t have been driven into such dire straits by the zombies.
"A straight knife that absorbed the power of four Crystal Energies, so sharp it’s like cutting through butter—I felt no resistance at all,"
Gu Hang gently touched the straight knife used to decapitate the zombie, a look of delight in his eyes. This was a sign of human progress, indicating that humans could contend with zombies using the energy from zombie crystals.
The only problem was, it was extrely difficult to obtain crystals.
Lin Fan said, "The energy in the crystals can enhance the sharpness of weapons. This straight knife’s cutting edge has improved significantly, just like my Frostmourne. I can feel its sharpness, but it hasn’t improved for a long ti."
He drew Frostmourne from his back, and under the sunlight, it flashed with a chilly, dazzling silver light. When he first acquired it, Frostmourne was impressive, but it hardly compares to its current form.
A Divine Artifact laden with sin, now, under his command, walks the path towards righteousness and light.
"What do you think is the limit for weapon enhancent with the number of crystals?" Gu Hang asked. For example, Frostmourne in Lin Fan’s hands—no one else could even lift it.
Could it be that when a weapon absorbs enough crystals, it undergoes a qualitative change resulting in unimaginable transformations?
This path was filled with uncertainty; people were moving along it, rely groping their way forward. As for what lay ahead, no one really knew.
Lin Fan shook his head, "I don’t know either."
Gu Hang said, "Xiao Fan, can you help catch a Powerful Zombie? I want to try it out. Ying Eagle told about their encounters fighting Powerful Zombies, how they were hit with trendous force and their weapons didn’t give them much of an edge, resulting in a protracted battle. But I want to try."
He knew this wasn’t a wise choice.
Ying Eagle and Ye Hong had much more combat experience than him, but so paths had to be taken. If he could experience it himself and understand the difficulty, it would be of great help when facing Evolutionary Zombies in the future.
"Okay, I’ll look around outside first. Hang, you guys head back," Lin Fan said.
Evolutionary Zombies were not sothing you could find just by wanting to.
It felt like he had almost cleared the vicinity of Evolutionary Zombies. To encounter more of them, he would need to continue deeper into the city.
...
Streets.
Lin Fan walked the quiet streets, observing the surroundings—desolate, lonely, barren. A gust of wind blew, picking up dust from the ground. Like the eye of a storm centered around Sunshine District, he had swept a large safe zone.
Even if there were zombies, they were just a few stragglers wandering in, not the hordes of a zombie tide.
Passing by that street, pausing at the stores, he looked up but did not see Dongdong or her mother. He could hear Dongdong’s deep voice and her feeble breathing.
He did not disturb them. Sotis, fate was just this heartless—taking away soone you cherished in an even more desperate silence amidst despair.
Fushi Road.
A street untouched by cleaning.
"Heh heh..."
The dense groans of the zombies could be heard. One after another, they staggered on the street.
"Hey."
He used to greet them with a "hello," but now there was no need for that—just shouting "hey" at the zombies in front was enough. The zombies, briefly stunned by the sound, simultaneously turned their gazes towards Lin Fan.
Seeing fresh flesh, the zombies’ emotions surged with madness. They howled and roared, cramming together and charging towards Lin Fan.
Lin Fan slowly pulled Frostmourne from his back and, with an exhale, vanished from his spot, rushing towards the horde. He swung his sword, emitting silver-white flashes, relentlessly reaping the zombies before him.
To him, the zombies were just ants, though their numbers were indeed vast—so nurous that the zombies were fearless, with countless others to take the place of any that fell.
And to Lin Fan, there were two benefits to chopping zombies.
Earning points to beco stronger.
Reducing the number of zombies in Huang City, moving one step closer to a zombie-free environnt. He cleaned rapidly, leaving any street he passed through thoroughly clean.
As the noise from killing zombies grew louder, the zombies inside the surrounding buildings beco frenzied upon hearing it. Their greed for flesh peaked; so crashed through windows, so leaped from heights. The spectacle was magnificent, like dumplings being dropped—plumting down en masse.
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