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 survivors piercing the zombies' heads heard the sound and looked towards Lin Fan, instantly confused, as if they had seen a ghost, and watched in disbelief.


Even the zombies struggling against the truck turned their heads, gray-white pupils staring at the figure not far away.


Though zombies lacked intelligence, they still understood where it was easier to tear and feast.


Groaning, the zombies lunged at Lin Fan.


"Old Zhang, honk the horn." The survivor in the truck slapped the roof and shouted.


Zhang De frantically pressed the horn, trying to attract the group of zombies, but the zombies, seeing flesh and blood, didn't care about the sound of the horn. They were all here, and no one was going to get away.


Chapter 129 This is What a Child Looks Like When Not Hungry_4