When Lin Fan first encountered the two elderly gentlen at the beginning of the apocalypse, Old Master Wang’s help with his spirit and thoughts was the greatest. More importantly, both old heroes should not be casually discarded and ignored just because they were well advanced in age and seemingly of no use anymore.
Perhaps so people could do that.
But Lin Fan absolutely couldn’t.
Through Lin Fan’s introduction, Mao Ping and the others showed exceptional respect to the two old gentlen. They also noticed sothing about Lin Fan—that he had a special admiration and respect for heroes who had contributed to society in the past. This behavior wouldn’t an anything in peaceful tis.
But in the apocalypse, to be honest, it had beco very rare indeed.
Moreover, both were elderly, and of the two, Old Master Zhou still had his uses, being a military industry expert. As for Old Master Wang, he was a forr war hero, but now his physical capabilities were compromised and in all aspects, he just was not up to par. Anyone who encountered him would feel uncomfortable, as the old man was a liability.
The two old gentlen looked at Lin Fan with emotion and relief.
They had previously considered jumping off the rooftop to leave more hope for the younger generation to survive. Who could have imagined that they would et Lin Fan, who saved them, and since then, life had not changed as dramatically as one might expect—it was almost no different from peaceti.
Currently, there were a total of seventeen Awakeners in the Sunshine Shelter, not counting Wenwen.
"Dinner’s served."
Li i and the others brought over the dishes. This was a welcoming al for the survivors from Xiangshan, and the spread was quite lavish.
There were stewed soft-shelled turtle soup, braised pork, and more than twenty other dishes.
When Tan Qing and his group saw the dishes, they were completely dumbfounded. To be honest, even in Xiangshan Base, they had never had such a feast, and many dishes were simply not available.
They were usually eating instant noodles, packaged bread, and so on.
"Don’t be shy, everyone dig in," Lin Fan said.
Everyone was already impatient. Since the outbreak of the apocalypse, they had gone a long ti without having a proper al.
Lin Fan smiled, aware of their situation.
First, let’s have dinner; we’ll chat afterwards.
It had to be said, Salt City was really a decent place. Being near the water, it boasted an abundance of fish resources which could provide a rich variety of dishes.
"The taste is amazing. It’s been so long since I had sothing this delicious."
"Yeah, we didn’t cherish it when we could eat it often. It’s only after losing it that we understand its value."
Hearing everyone’s praises,
Lin Fan said with a smile, "Sister Li’s cooking skills are really good."
At this mont,
While they were dining,
The Corpse God lurking underground had already erged. It was aware that the survivors from Xiangshan Base had moved away, but it wasn’t much affected emotionally.
It even felt sowhat relieved.
It was aware of the relationship between Xiangshan and that survivor from Salt City.
It wasn’t enraged that the other party had wanted to kill it; rather, it heaved a huge sigh of relief.
The death of Zhou Peng ant nothing to it.
It didn’t lack humans to work for it.
The group of humans in Salt City Base were its logistical replenishnt station.
There was a disturbance outside.
"Don’t bite , don’t bite ."
An utterly panicked voice was heard, followed by the sight of a hybrid zombie carrying a survivor over its shoulder. This survivor, borne upon the zombie’s shoulder, was terrified, his pants already wet.
If it wasn’t for the fact that zombies didn’t discriminate against urine,
He would have already been thrown to the ground.
The man hoisted on the shoulder was nad Guo Feng. He had been with Zhou Peng, but ever since Brother Peng went out and hadn’t returned for a day, he had been wondering what had happened to him.
But who could have expected... that as he turned around, he saw a zombie appear before him, and moreover, it was inside their base.
Terrified, he collapsed on the ground, his face ghostly pale, and he even forgot to scream.
He thought he would be bitten to death by the zombie, but who could have expected that after the zombie approached him, it would just lift him onto its shoulder and quickly leave the base, going all the way here?
Looking around at the ferocious zombies in great numbers put trendous pressure on Guo Feng’s psyche.
Then,
He looked into the darkness, where a terrifying presence seed to lurk.
"Human, Zhou Peng was my servant..."
As Corpse God spoke these words,
Guo Feng was completely stunned. He had always thought that Brother Peng was an Awakener, but now this unknown zombie claid Brother Peng was its servant—could that an... Brother Peng had been involved with zombies all along?
With this thought, his excitent surged and he quickly got up and knelt on the ground.
"Zhou Peng was my big brother, but he went out yesterday and hasn’t co back yet. Is there any instruction?"
Thinking that Brother Peng had a connection with the zombies, and since he was Brother Peng’s underling, if the other party had wanted to kill him, it would have done so already. There was no way he would still be alive now, and brought here, unless...
He could still survive.
But to live, his attitude had to be very good.
The Corpse God needed the flesh and blood of Awakeners, but it had been quite cautious and focused on stable growth. Until it had thoroughly built its Corpse Nest, it would definitely not engage with strong humans.
However, this human seed suitable for its purpose.
From the darkness, a tendril of flesh slowly extended. Seeing the tendril, Guo Feng was very nervous, his legs trembling uncontrollably. For him, these things were just too grotesque.
"You shall beco my emissary, walking in the city..."
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