Early morning.
Shelter streets.
Lin Fan watched Dong Jia, who was undergoing Gu Hang’s training, with the first step being physical fitness training, which was quite painful.
"Move, hold on, don’t give up."
Gu Hang followed beside Dong Jia; it was a long run now. If there was a track, it would be fifteen laps of a four-hundred-ter track, each lap no less than two minutes and twenty seconds.
At that mont, although Dong Jia had prepared herself,
her body still resisted sowhat; the depletion of her physical strength made her feel exhausted, even her breathing beca rapid. Whether it was in peace ti or in the apocalyptic era, having a good body was very important.
"Gu Hang is really pushing Dong Jia to the limit with this training."
Lin Fan knew Gu Hang was placing his hope in Dong Jia; having good physical fitness was very significant.
He looked at the busy survivors around him.
Everyone had their own things to do.
Ever since agreeing to Han Shuang’s proposal, the developnt of Sunshine District had been thriving.
"Uncle Lin, hello."
Wenwen, with her schoolbag on her back, passed by Lin Fan and greeted him politely.
"Wenwen, good morning," Lin Fan smiled. This child was an Awakener, her ability was telekinesis, but so far Wenwen still couldn’t control this power on her own, and he wasn’t quite sure why.
Watching Wenwen bounce away with her schoolbag, eting and interacting with other children cheerfully made Lin Fan smile too. Oh well, why bother thinking so much? Waking up or not waking up, it wasn’t that important.
Seeing Lin Fan co out, Gu Hang reminded Dong Jia to train well and not to slack off, then he approached Lin Fan. His task was to join Lin Fan in delivering breakfast to Tenghuang Pharmaceutical.
Tenghuang Pharmaceutical.
Expert Huang Julong, along with Lin Fan and Gu Hang, inspected the production line.
"Serum production has started; once it gets up and running, it will be continuous, which is fortunate for any survivor still alive."
Huang Julong smiled, clearly encountering a happy event.
Lin Fan and Gu Hang looked at each other, equally pleased. Everyone feared being bitten by zombies; so who were bitten looked at their injuries and despaired, but with the serum, it was different—a quick injection, and all was well.
"Expert Huang, if there’s anything you need, just let know," Lin Fan said.
"Alright, no problem. If there really is a need, I definitely won’t hold back with you."
Huang Julong knew Lin Fan’s capabilities and was certainly not worried. If there was a need, there was no room for politeness.
Leaving Tenghuang Pharmaceutical.
Gu Hang sat in the car, looking at Lin Fan standing outside, "Continue to clear the zombies?"
Lin Fan replied, "Yes, every day like this, striving to clean them up sooner. I’ve noticed that there are more and more types of zombies now. The one I encountered yesterday really disgusted ; I was terrified."
"Lin Fan, have you ever thought about taking photos of those strange zombies, printing them out as pictures, compiling them into a booklet for everyone to study?" Gu Hang suggested.
"That’s a good idea," Lin Fan thought, feeling that Gu Hang made a lot of sense.
"Get in the car, co back to Sunshine District with ," Gu Hang said.
Without much thought, Lin Fan followed Gu Hang’s instructions and got in the car, heading back to the district.
When he reappeared on the streets,
he looked markedly different from before, now with a cara hanging around his neck.
"Gu Hang really has so wild ideas, actually asking to take photos of zombies."
Lin Fan touched the cara and laughed.
In the past, he had considered becoming a photographer, enticed by the prospect of interacting with many beautiful girls, but the cost of a cara put an end to that idea; sticking to drawing was the right choice.
"Ti to get to work."
Officer Huang’s police station.
"Officer Huang, are you there?" Lin Fan shouted at the door.
There was no response.
Could Officer Huang have gone out?
Upon reflection, it was quite possible; Officer Huang had always been diligent and unmatched in his work attitude.
A figure appeared.
Zombie Dongdong.
Dongdong walked out of the building, staring blankly at Lin Fan.
"Dongdong, good morning," Lin Fan greeted with a smile, regardless of whether Dongdong could understand, the greeting was absolutely essential.
Dongdong continued to gaze at Lin Fan with his head cocked to the side.
Lin Fan approached Dongdong, holding the cara, "Dongdong, I’m going to take a handso photo of you, okay?"
Dongdong remained silent.
"Hmm, since you’re not saying anything, that ans you agree."
He raised the cara, aid the lens, and clicked it perfectly.
He even thought through the caption.
Zombie Dongdong, thinking of protecting his mother, still guarding her even as a zombie, with his own sense of reason.
"Thanks, Dongdong."
Lin Fan smiled, waving at Dongdong, "Uncle has more work to do, I’ll co play with you when I have ti next ti."
He turned and left.
And Dongdong watched the departing figure, his grey-white eyes flickering with confusion, as if to say, who is this lunatic?
He then staggered back to the police station; he had to listen to Officer Huang and stay put.
Monts later, on the street.
The zombies that had been lurching around had all fallen, with only one remaining.
"Do you know why I kept you?"
Lin Fan slowly spoke to the zombie before him.
The ordinary zombie, lacking any reason, roared. If it had any sense at all, it would be trembling severely, perhaps even wetting itself now.
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