Zhong Hanguo had told him that consuming Black Crystals had the best effect; the White Crystals were much weaker. It must be because their awakened abilities had reached a new level, and the energy contained in the White Crystals could hardly sustain their needs.
Suddenly.
He saw a store.
A stationery shop.
"Dongdong is still young; even though he’s turned into a zombie, he’s like Officer Huang, he still possesses his senses. He should continue his education."
Without a second thought, Lin Fan stepped on the scattered corpses on the ground and entered the shop.
Ti had been too long.
The shop was piled with dust.
All sorts of stationery scattered on the floor.
These were things that children loved, and any child who loved studying would beam at the sight of these stationery items. It’s just a pity that now, no one cared for them.
He picked up a brand new backpack that was quite nice, decorated with cartoon patterns, and then selected exercise books, a pencil case, pens, erasers, and so on for Dongdong.
After buying the items, he went to the counter, instinctively took out money to pay, placed the money on the counter, and then left the shop with his purchases.
What followed was continuing to hunt zombies, sothing he had to do every day. It seed easy, albeit a bit monotonous and dull.
If he could encounter living survivors while hunting zombies, his mood would significantly improve. Living people are more important than anything else.
Looking around at the desolate buildings, the damage was severe, especially those high-rise buildings with shattered windows, telling tales of just how terrifying the situation had been. For the surviving people, they probably even harbored thoughts of death at the ti.
At that mont.
"Wuu wuu..."
Suddenly, the sound of crying reached his ears.
"Soone’s crying?"
Lin Fan showed a look of surprise. Why would there be such a sound all of a sudden, especially since this was an area he hadn’t cleared?
It definitely couldn’t be a living person.
Sounds like these would definitely attract the nearby zombies.
He followed the sound, which was coming from a dark alley up ahead. Standing outside the alley, there was a stark contrast between the darkness of the alley and the brightness of the street, as if they were worlds apart.
He could vaguely make out the figure crouched in a corner of the alley, with the sound emanating from them.
Listening to the crying that sounded like a woman’s sobs.
"Hello?"
Lin Fan called out.
It might be a zombie, it might not be human.
There were only these two possibilities.
Normally, people wouldn’t be doing this.
As he spoke.
The crying stopped abruptly, and even the figure seed to freeze suddenly.
He had never felt any fear of zombies; he was only curious about their types.
Imdiately after.
A dark figure, accompanied by a piercing shriek, lunged at him at great speed, too fast for ordinary people to react to. By the ti one would realize it, they would already have been tackled to the ground, blood spattering instantly.
Bang!
"What the hell?"
Lin Fan grabbed the figure’s face and slamd it hard against the wall, maybe with a bit too much force. The head collided violently with the wall, blooming on impact, while cracks spread upwards along the building.
On closer inspection.
There were breasts.
Long hair.
White shorts.
The exposed skin was a dull gray.
He also noticed that their hands had turned into claw-like appendages, devil-like talons.
He wanted to say sothing, but then noticed the figure’s limbs were dangling limp, not moving at all.
[Cryer killed]
[Points 20]
The points were as ordinary as those from tyrants, nothing special, the only difference being that another type had been added to the list.
"All sorts of weird zombie types."
Since the outbreak of the apocalypse, he had been clearing the zombies in Huang City, so much so that it was hard to say how many among the hundreds of thousands of zombies he had killed were exceptional, with the potential to evolve into Corpse Kings.
As a result, no stronger types of zombies had erged so far.
The most terrifying among the types of zombies he had encountered were the overlord zombies.
While Lin Fan continued to walk down the street.
A bus filled with survivors was driving towards the distance.
The people inside the bus were all excited.
Just before, one of their companions finally made contact with his family, who told him that they were in a shelter, a safe place teeming with many people, and also many superhuman survivors who could shatter a rock with one punch, and that zombies were no match for them.
When the others heard this news, they were thrilled.
Without a second thought, they headed in that direction.
Deceived?
Don’t make them laugh. It was his own brother who had made contact, after all. Could a brother really deceive his sibling?
Even though they felt that humanity had beco terrifying in this apocalyptic world, they still held onto a sliver of hope, not wanting to see everything as too dark.
At this mont.
In the back seat, a 13-year-old boy was engrossed in reading a booklet he had found.
Wow, these zombies are so disgusting, really scary.
He was completely imrsed in it.
It was as if he were reading a comic book.
The booklet contained various types of zombies and detailed descriptions. He wanted to show the adults around him, but they just waved him off, ignoring him and resting with their heads down, only able to sleep peacefully in the vehicle; otherwise, they were on edge all the ti, with no interest in such matters.
The boy, having no other choice, continued reading by himself.
...
"Little Dong, that’s a Powerful Zombie. Are you sure you want to try dealing with it yourself?"
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