Chapter 138 The Formation of Corpse Ball_2

"It's nothing, just passing by and heard some noise, so I came to check it out."

Lin Fan said with a smile. Then, hearing some noise from the minivan, he turned his head to look. It turned out to be a little kid gibbering as he lay against the glass, sucking on his finger, and giggling happily.

The child was only about one or two years old, his bright eyes shining with curiosity about the world.

"Is this your child?" Lin Fan asked.

"Yes, he's our child."

The man sized up Lin Fan carefully, while tightly gripping the iron rod in his hand, ready to fight for his life if the situation turned bad.

"It's good to be alive."

Lin Fan sighed.

He could imagine how difficult it was for a group like this to survive in the post-apocalyptic world, and the fact that they had survived until now was truly miraculous.

The woman, who was collecting supplies, stood next to Lin Fan, her haggard expression full of wariness.