Chapter 117 - 079 Uncle Lin like a Devil..._5

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Chapter 117: Chapter 079 Uncle Lin like a Devil..._5 He had abandoned the idea of assisting survivors. He also abandoned impractical help. One must rely on oneself. Without strength or backers, starting out was often hellishly difficult, but he wanted to gamble, gambling on the chance of living vitality. ... Morning. Lin Fan’s life was very regular, always consistent. Although each night, he had to soothe a crying Mengmeng, his physical condition was strong and sleep deprivation didn’t affect him. Dada dada! Suddenly. A noise came from outside. He walked puzzled toward the balcony, looked up into the sky, and saw a helicopter. It was the only time he had seen a helicopter since the apocalypse began. Now that the apocalypse had arrived, it was rare to see any vehicle in motion, let alone one flying in the sky. The survivors in Huang City might renew their hope upon seeing the helicopter, but with such altitude... it clearly wasn’t for rescue. After a while, he returned inside, washed up, cooked, fed Mengmeng, and then filled his own stomach. The first thing he did when he left the house was to look for Gu Zicheng. He hadn’t come to the place where they lived yet when he saw him pushing a wheelchair and chatting with two old men in the community area. Gu Zicheng stood aside, watching his grandfather chat with the two old men. He approached and greeted him. To Gu Zicheng, he was grateful for this uncle’s help. "Hello, uncle." "Hmm, Zicheng, come with me to find Grandma Liang. She is a retired teacher. You are still young and need to learn." Gu Zicheng instantly understood. Why Uncle Lin wanted him to carry a backpack. Unexpectedly, in the apocalypse, they still had to study, but he wasn’t resistant to learning. He knew that studying had its benefits, understanding many principles and acquiring much knowledge. His only concern was, what about his grandfather? Mr. Wang recognized Gu Zicheng’s concern. Your grandfather is here with the two grandpas, what could possibly happen? This reassured him, and he went with Lin Fan to learn from Grandma Liang. Lin Fan gave Mr. Wang a thumbs-up. A good old man who truly understands. Mr. Wang also gave Lin Fan a thumbs-up, as if to say, you’ve arranged everything crystal clear for the children. ... Security room. Lin Fan casually looked through the registered information of tenants, which included personal information about the grandfather and grandson. This was a necessary step, as renting a house without registering information was certainly not according to the rules. "Huh." He looked at Feifei’s ID number, then took out his phone, which had no signal, to check the date. "Feifei’s birthday, her tenth birthday, that’s a very important day." If it had been in peacetime, Sister Li would definitely have taken her daughter to a restaurant and invited friends and family to celebrate Feifei’s birthday together. Unfortunately, it was the apocalypse now. Feifei had reached her first tenth birthday since birth, an event that deserved celebration. He had ideas but had never mentioned them to Sister Li, who probably thought there was no need to bother, given the times were no longer the same. He vaulted over the iron gate, jumped out effortlessly, and landed softly, making his way to the agency. "Handsome boss, let me borrow your electric scooter." The lack of response meant the boss agreed; he was already accustomed to this type of interaction, which was essentially a superficial inquiry. He knew the boss wasn’t stingy. Riding the electric scooter, he soared down the desolate streets, casting a dashing silhouette. His goal was the cake shop. He had thought to give the other party some buffering time but felt the buffer should have been enough. More importantly, he wanted to buy a cake. Without a cake, it would be hard to manage. Upon reaching the cake shop, he parked the electric scooter. Zombies trailed him. All encountered along his way. As he zipped by on the electric scooter, he nodded at the zombies, greeting them. Who would have thought they would follow him as if glued to him from the moment they met until now. "Probably not friendly, huh." Lin Fan gripped Frost Mourning, his blade sheathed behind him, waiting quietly. As the zombies closed in and leapt at him with bared fangs and claws, he swiftly drew the blade and swung it casually. Pu chi! Pu chi! There was none of the intense action he had imagined; several zombies lay motionless on the ground. With not many zombies around, he moved their bodies into a trash can. Leaving the corpses here was bad, especially since they were outside a cake shop that valued cleanliness and he didn’t want to cause trouble for the owner. ... Su Xiaoxiao lay on a soft blanket and opened her eyes upon waking, blankly staring at the ceiling. This had become her habit since the apocalypse: just staring vacantly, even though she didn’t know what she was looking at; she just felt the need to look. How she wished it was all a dream. She hoped that one day when she opened her eyes, in addition to the bright sunshine, she could see the cheerful citizens, but unfortunately, it was all real; the apocalypse continued to loom over. Dong dong dong... Crisp knocking sounds at the window came. Startled, Su Xiaoxiao sat up abruptly, frightenedly looking toward the window. She dared not make a sound, not even daring to breathe loudly. A face appeared in her mind. No mistake, it was the same creepy person who used to stand across the street, smiling perversely at her. "Is anyone there?" A politely phrased question. But to Su Xiaoxiao, it was the devil’s language of a perversion: in her experience with similar films made in well-doing countries, perverts often spoke the most courteous words with the creepiest demeanor. Su Xiaoxiao covered her mouth with both hands, her eyes wide, a voice inside her continually warning her, don’t answer, don’t answer...

Chapter 117 - 079 Uncle Lin like a Devil..._5

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