At this mont,
not far from Lin Fan, at a nearby table,
two Awakeners were chatting leisurely, both of whom had gone through countless life and death experiences in the post-apocalyptic world. They had faced despair, but following that despair, they had glimpsed hope.
Becoming Awakeners and enduring all sorts of situations, they could finally hunt zombies and obtain the things they desired.
They cherished this kind of apocalypse.
As long as they had enough crystals, they could enhance their abilities. As their powers grew, they would beco stronger and thus able to fight even stronger zombies, from which they could obtain better crystals.
"Zhao Lang, do you think the photos of zombies in the ’Zombie Album’ are real, or fake? I always feel like so of the zombies seem Photoshopped. If such zombies really exist, how co we’ve never seen them?"
The survivor speaking had a full beard, sothing he had not sported before. In the post-apocalypse, it wasn’t easy to shave, and he was more concerned with survival than grooming.
Eventually, he found that he quite liked the look with a beard.
And so, he kept it.
Zhao Lang held his wine glass, savoring the comfort the wine brought, "I don’t know, it should be real, the photos show no signs of Photoshop. But I’m telling you, Cai Ming, why are you even focusing on this? Haven’t you read the introduction here? Colorful crystals, we haven’t even seen them. If we really encountered such types of zombies, do you think we could survive?"
Cai Ming touched his beard, sighing, "Damn it, if it’s true, then how could there be such a huge disparity between people? He must be an Awakener, but how did he power up so quickly?"
"I don’t know."
Zhao Lang shook his head. If it’s really as described, then this Lin Fan from Sunshine Shelter in Huang City, who could casually take photos of zombies, was truly terrifying.
"Carrying ’Frostmourne,’ looking quite stylish, it’s really..."
Cai Ming was looking at the figure in the photo, but suddenly he stopped mid-sentence, as if struck by so shock, and stood frozen.
"What’s wrong?" Zhao Lang looked at him, puzzled. Cai Ming’s bewildered state confused him, but following Cai Ming’s gaze, he saw a stranger at a solitary seat nearby, also carrying ’Frostmourne.’
Seeing this, Zhao Lang’s pupils gradually dilated, mumbling to himself.
"Impossible, how could he possibly be here? It must be an illusion."
As if sensing their gaze, Lin Fan turned his head and smiled, nodding in the direction of the two survivors.
As Lin Fan showed his face,
Cai Ming suddenly stood up, his breathing becoming more and more labored. He looked down at the selfie in the ’Zombie Album,’ only to realize the face was identical to that in the album.
There wasn’t the slightest difference.
"Lin... Lin Fan,"
he couldn’t help but cry out.
In an instant, as he called out the na, the rather noisy space beca so quiet that the drop of a pin could be heard clearly.
Survivors here might not know what Huang City was like, but the na Lin Fan was very familiar to them. Even if they had not seen the ’Zombie Album,’ they had heard the na Lin Fan.
"Cai Ming, what the hell are you doing?"
Soone couldn’t help but speak up.
Why suddenly ntion this na out of the blue?
Are you trying to be funny?
Cai Ming, who had stood up, was breathing even more rapidly and slowly raised his hand, pointing in the direction he was looking at, "Sunshine Shelter... Lin Fan from Huang City."
The crowd, seeing Cai Ming as if he had just seen a ghost, followed where he pointed.
And indeed,
they saw a person just like Cai Ming, the sa face.
Those who were alive were familiar with the content of the ’Zombie Album,’ and the most prominent figure was Lin Fan, its compiler.
Suddenly,
everyone there swallowed their saliva, realizing that this indeed was Lin Fan from the ’Zombie Album,’ no mistake about it. The likeness was exact.
The entire scene fell deathly silent.
So people were just holding their wine glasses stupidly.
So bowed their heads as if scared of being seen.
A few didn’t dare breathe a word, their eyes seeming as though they might pop out.
Their expressions varied.
But one thought was in everyone’s mind.
How could he appear here?
This was scientifically impossible.
Huang City was far away, and coming here ant facing countless zombies and untold dangers. It was unimaginable.
At this mont, Lin Fan was just quietly watching them, thinking that if Officer Huang could be here, he would basically not have to take charge himself.
Officer Huang would be enough to handle the situation.
"Sorry, I’ve got so other matters to attend to. I need to leave,"
one of the Awakeners stood up, looking sowhat panicked. Although he had never seen firsthand how formidable Lin Fan could be, just the descriptions in the ’Zombie Album’ were enough to terrify him.
"Sorry, could you wait a mont?"
Lin Fan spoke.
The survivor who wanted to leave looked back at Lin Fan, "I don’t know you, and I haven’t offended you. What could be wrong with my leaving?"
As he spoke these words, his heart pounded, sensing sothing amiss.
"Well, I’ve co from a very far place, soone told about the issues with this trading post, and I’ve just had a look at the situation here. I feel I cannot let you leave, although I have no right to stop your freedom, but... please wait."
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