Xin Feng

A person carving out a path through life in a chaotic world.
Zombies: Roar.
Lin Fan: "We're all neighbors, why be so irritable?"
Lin Fan: "I still need to go grocery shopping."
Lin Fan, looking at the zombified Xiao Qing: "Xiao Qing, I bought a few bottles of water, and I've already scanned the QR code."
Lin Fan: "Boss, I'd like to settle my wages."
Sunshine District, the community where Lin Fan lived, swarmed with countless refugees seeking shelter.
We should learn from Lin Fan, adhere to the law, work for money, and strive to buy houses and cars, becoming outstanding citizens in a city overrun with zombies.

I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade

The officer Huang made a "hehe" sound, which seemed like a response to Lin Fan, and yet as if he didn't heed Lin Fan at all.


Dawu slumped to the ground, staring at the back of officer Huang for a long time without regaining his composure, until a hand reached out to him. He looked up at Lin Fan to see Lin Fan smiling and saying, "Congratulations on earning officer Huang's approval, but don't do such things in the future. We have hands and feet; we should rely on our own labor to earn our well-deserved rewards, not build our gains on the losses of others. All that hard-earned money belongs to them."


"Thank you," said Dawu, who didn't get up but bowed deeply toward the serene entrance of the police station.


Chapter 105 Reflection, Sigh, The Melancholic Lin Fan_3