(1) Professor: This Sword's Design is Strange... (1)

Leaving the police station.

Mood extremely good.

Footsteps very light when walking. Meaningful things don't happen often. Officer Hoang was, in Hoang city, besides Duong Quang Apartments, the only hope he had just seen.

He never regarded Officer Hoang as a zombie. Just like he thought before: apocalypse descended, zombies rampant, ferocious terrifying zombies rampaged domineeringly, ordinary citizens found it hard to deal with. Officer Hoang didn't want to see Hoang city's peace destroyed by the apocalypse, understood even more his own weakness, relying solely on conviction in heart might not be able to deal with ferocious zombies.

Finally turned into a zombie, supported by strong conviction, thereby possessing strength similar to zombies.

Mm... This is all Lam Pham's thought.

He felt his thoughts definitely weren't wrong, should be like this.

Time was already not early.

Time for lunch arrived. Man is iron, rice is steel. Wanting to get things done, must fill the stomach.

Cooking and eating are extremely enjoyable things.

Watching simple ingredients turn into delicious dishes, the effect is superb, can greatly satisfy inner vanity.

Sports Goods Shop.

Passed by.

Turned back, stood at the shop entrance.

Looked at various equipment displayed inside.

In the residential area, not only children were increasing, but even adults were increasing.

Morality, intelligence, physique, beauty.

Morality ranked first, then intelligence, last were physique and beauty.

People who can live in the residential area, morality is a must. Even the children were cultivating their outlook on life, values, good moral qualities, and correct political views from a young age.

Talent without virtue is a petty person; virtue without talent is an ordinary person; virtue with talent is a sage of the new era.

Although said so, but in the new era of chasing fame and fortune, even those representing the highest academic institutions often neglect virtue, only pursuing novelty.

Rearranged, it's: intelligence, beauty, physique, morality.

Lam Pham didn't want such things to happen. Towards the cultivation of the residential area's children, he paid attention. Morality and intelligence in all aspects, of course, physical training even more indispensable.

Bought basketballs, also bought rubber bands for the girls; skipping and jumping, so happy.

Paid and left.

Walking on the street, holding a basketball, dribbling as he walked, thump, thump, thump. On the desolate street, the sound of dribbling a basketball transmitted, bringing some different color to this quiet street.

Returning to Duong Quang Apartments.

Saw Nhan Ny Ny, To Tieu Hieu, both holding iron pipes, standing on stools, very seriously poking at the soil before them.

"How's practice?" Lam Pham asked with a smile.

Nhan Ny Ny and To Tieu Hieu saw Lam Pham, "Practicing. Already got the accuracy, just occasionally make mistakes. Probably haven't grasped the true essence yet."

Lam Pham said, "Take it slow, no need to rush. Combining work and rest can achieve better results. I bought back basketballs and skipping ropes. When there's nothing to do, can take the children to play. Not only can relax the mood, but also exercise the body."

"Got it, Bro Lam."

"Mm."

Then went to the fish pond, caught a fish, wanted to make some fish soup.

In Duong Quang Apartments, the fish pond had the most types of fish. Chao River was like the mother river of Hoang city; the aquatic products inside were abundant.

Being able to fish in Chao River.

Can guarantee food supply. For other ordinary survivors, frequently eating fish might cause nausea, but being able to live, who would still care about these things?

...

Several days later!

"Anyone here?"

Lam Pham cleaned a passage. His voice echoed on the dirty, quiet street before him. The zombies in front had been cleared by him. The number of these zombies indeed wasn't small. But in his view, quantity wasn't the key to determining strength or weakness, but rather those evolved zombies could bring him visual shock.

Dead silent.

Without any movement.

He sighed, somewhat regretful. Regarding the apocalyptic situation, he already had some deep understanding. Living survivors weren't as many as imagined. During this period, he walked through several streets, expanded the cleanup range outwards quite a bit, just very regrettable, didn't meet any survivors.

Even survivors not meeting Duong Quang Apartments' move-in conditions, none were seen.

Left the street, headed towards another street.

Walking on the street.

He saw a truck parked ahead. Survivors nervously observed the surrounding situation, hurriedly moving things from the shop onto the truck. Seeing Lam Pham, clearly somewhat surprised, but also didn't take it to heart, instead continued moving.

Just a survivor.

Moreover, merely one survivor. Didn't take him to heart. Supplies that should be collected, still hurry and collect.

"Got a car, got people. A little exchange, can also have a good harvest," Lam Pham thought, mood suddenly comfortable.

He hoped to see lucky survivors living. This group of hurriedly moving survivors before him, perhaps were looting, but he could understand. Besides, this wasn't some terrible bad deed. Truly bad deeds were those harming others, bad survivors.

Walked towards the truck.

He, carrying a sword, unique appearance, calm and composed demeanor, formed two different kinds of feeling compared to survivors living in the apocalypse.

"Someone's coming over there!"

"As long as not a zombie, it's fine! So many of us, no need to be scared! Hurry and move! Move early, return early!"

This group of survivors, after whispering among themselves, continued to bury their heads and move.

Driver's seat.

Ha Minh Hien smoked a cigarette, gaze deep, looking forward. He now drove, taking a group of survivors out to find supplies. And the reason he didn't need to get out of the car was, he had become an underling of the prison overlord, Tran Chi Dung.

Actually, not considered a true underling.

In prison, only two classes of survivors. One type followed Tran Chi Dung. The other type were survivors taken in by the prison, needing to contribute to it.

He belonged to a stage between these two.

Namely, a team leader among survivors needing to contribute to the prison. This opportunity was fought for by him. Tran Chi Dung had a relatively valued subordinate.

No mistake, just that one wearing glasses, looking refined, Ton Kha.

He didn't expect Ton Kha was actually gay.

His mind recalled that night's situation. Ton Kha took him to a dim warehouse, told him, After five days of supply collection, your luck also won't be as good as before... Blah blah blah said a lot.

Ha Minh Hien initially didn't understand what he meant, why say these things.

Until Ton Kha made it clear.

Ha Minh Hien's eyes widened.

Also because he looked fat, other survivors looked malnourished, thereby chose him.

He felt nauseous, truly disgusting. Those words were extremely disgusting, almost made him vomit out the water in his stomach.

Thought of Nham Nham encountered before, the torture he himself suffered, had a great impact on him. He remembered he wasn't like this before. Encountering anything would curse furiously, even curse the opponent's parents until they jumped around.

But for some reason, Ha Minh Hien felt he had grown up, his mindset changed.

Finally, he became a survivor team leader, responsible for driving, waiting in the car for survivors to collect supplies. If encountering danger, he could stomp the accelerator, flee like flying.

Going out to collect supplies, dangerous yes, dangerous.

But much safer than this group getting out to collect supplies.

Footsteps approached.

"It's you!" Lam Pham greeted.

First glance recognized Thu Dao Tram Ngu Ha Minh Hien in the driver's seat. Former client. Although some unpleasant things happened before, but that was all in the past. Besides, it was work-related. Company wanted to earn his money, he wanted to save money and take advantage of the company. Both sides had their own standpoints; conflict very normal.

Hearing the voice.

Ha Minh Hien was startled. Seeing Lam Pham, his eyes widened, somewhat disbelieving, "You're still alive until now?"

Not that he was shocked, but the apocalyptic situation had deteriorated to this extent. Him being able to live was because living in prison. Even coming out, also had a car for transportation. But this fellow before him, seemed to have swaggered around many times, really never encountered zombies?

Lam Pham smiled, "Very surprised? With hope, can live well. Aren't you also alive?"

He was chatting with an old acquaintance.

The opponent also wasn't suitable for Duong Quang Apartments. But not suitable didn't mean had to be sent to the police station.

Ha Minh Hien didn't curse Lam Pham furiously. His mood truly changed, as if just in these few days. From the moment the apocalypse descended, his temper, due to the apocalypse, suddenly soared. Seeing Lam Pham post those Moments, he truly couldn't stand it.

Later...

Experienced Nham Nham incident.

Then experienced Ton Kha incident.

These two matters had a great impact on him.

Any hot-tempered person, after experiencing many things.

His mindset often quietly changes along with the things faced.

Not hearing some great principle, completely enlightened.

But the reality of the apocalypse, vividly taught him a lesson.

Ha Minh Hien revealed an indescribable smile, "Yeah, I can live. Why can't you live then?"

Lam Pham said, "I find you somewhat different from before. You were very fat before, now much thinner. Also your personality seems to have changed. I know you found me very annoying before; encountering me would definitely curse me. Didn't expect you now actually chatting with me."

Ha Minh Hien glanced at him, silently smoked. Smoke swirled, making Ha Minh Hien, the sprayer, seem somewhat profound.

"People change. I, on the contrary, find you've become more and more dazed."

Lam Pham smiled, "Although still like to curse, but you are much better than before."

Ha Minh Hien didn't want to bother with Lam Pham, but looked at the supplies in the back of the truck. Quantity passable. Could leave later. Between him and Lam Pham, nothing much to say. Both just had some encounters in peaceful times before.

Suddenly.

Ha Minh Hien threw away the cigarette, expression serious, "Zombies..."

Lam Pham looked over. Over there appeared a Speed-type zombie, very familiar appearance, four limbs crawling like a spider, speed very fast. For ordinary survivors, just a kind of hard-to-deal-with zombie.

"It's okay, very easy to deal with zombie. Us meeting is also a kind of fate. Although you, this person, not considered too good, but survivors in the apocalypse, as long as haven't done bad things, I am willing to extend a helping hand. Hope you can carry hope and survive in the apocalypse."

Lam Pham said softly.

In Ha Minh Hien's eyes, Lam Pham actually walked towards the distant Speed-type zombie.

For Ha Minh Hien, such action was just seeking death. Zombie terror was deeply ingrained in people's hearts. Ordinary zombies were like that, let alone this kind of mutated zombie. He had also seen the power of these mutated zombies.

Ignoring Lam Pham going to his death, Ha Minh Hien hurriedly told the survivors to get in the car. Supplies enough, no need to continue collecting.

Survivors collecting supplies heard zombies appearing, scared into quickly rushing towards the truck.

Ha Minh Hien urged.

Lam Pham looked at the Speed-type zombie.

During this period, hadn't encountered evolved-form zombies.

Now encountering one naturally a good thing.

He thought of Officer Hoang at the police station.

"Come on."

Lam Pham knew the Speed-type zombie before him was extremely ferocious. He didn't even bother saying those extra words. Slowly drew the sword from his back. Later, a fierce battle would erupt.

Speed-type zombie ran fast, four limbs speed unimaginable. Ordinary zombies wanting to compare speed with it impossible; the disparity between them unimaginable.

Could very domineeringly say to ordinary zombies, Let you run 50 meters first, see how I catch up to you.

Ha Minh Hien drove, heading in another direction. Observed the rearview mirror, shook his head. When someone wants to seek death themselves, no one can save them.

Immediately after.

A shocking scene occurred.

He stared wide-eyed, disbelieving.

He didn't see the sword, but saw a flashing silvery-white light. The savage, terrifying-looking zombie, when leaping high, actually disintegrated in an instant.

Seen a ghost...

Mouth agape, entire person already dumbfounded. If not for the car about to hit a wall, awakened by someone beside him, still would be in shock, unable to react.

Ha Minh Hien found it hard to believe. That guy he furiously cursed before actually slew a zombie, still a mutated zombie!

This...

Lam Pham swung his sword, cutting off the Speed-type zombie's head. A crystal appeared before him. Picked up the crystal, flicked off the sticky fluid on top. Palm still stained with sticky substance. Shook his hand at high speed. In an instant, clean as new.

Placed the crystal in his pocket.

Turned to look.

"Left so quickly, didn't even say thank you."

Lam Pham looked into the distance, already no vehicle figure, murmured to himself.

"Hope you can live well."

What truly disgusted him were survivors who harmed innocent people.

Continued walking on the street.

Police Station.

He came to find Officer Hoang. During these few days, cleaned up some surrounding zombies, searched for survivors. Although cleaned up some zombies, but didn't encounter evolved-form zombies.

From this, could know, evolved-form zombie numbers weren't that many, not yet to the extent of being seen everywhere. Over at the underground parking garage, encountered the Spiritual-type zombie. Relying on special means, attracted many evolved-form zombies to besiege him. Number not small. Very likely due to himself, slaying too many, leading to a great reduction in Hoang city's evolved-form zombie numbers.

Thinking about it, really this possibility.

Although slew many evolved-form zombies, leading to now somewhat hard to encounter, but he thought, being able to eliminate zombies most threatening to survivors, truly an extremely good thing.

If ordinary survivors encountered, definitely no way to live.

Stood at the police station entrance.

"Officer Hoang, where are you?" he asked softly.

No movement.

Waited for a moment, entered the police station. Empty, besides bloodstains on the room floor, truly no figure. He knew whose bloodstains these were; definitely those few armed thugs he sent over that day.

Took a mop, dipped in water, mopped the floor.

Free labor.

Hoped the station could always be clean, not disturbed by stains. This way, when ordinary common people come, can exclaim in amazed admiration: So clean! Gives people a reassuring feeling.

Tidying, sweeping.

Lam Pham didn't want to see this mess. Until tidied up this place completely clean, then revealed a satisfied smile.

After a moment.

"Ugh ugh..."

Hearing sounds from outside, he knew Officer Hoang returned.

He never thought other zombies would dare appear here.

This is Officer Hoang's turf. Unfriendly zombies would all be fiercely eliminated, precisely to maintain Hoang city's harmony.

A figure limped into the house.

"Officer Hoang, hello."

Lam Pham greeted.

Officer Hoang let out a low sound, as if not taking Lam Pham as anything significant, didn't look straight at him.

Lam Pham saw fresh blood staining the corner of Officer Hoang's mouth. Needless to think, Officer Hoang absolutely was outside maintaining Hoang city's public order. Such action admirable.

Just that the entire police station only had Officer Hoang alone. And Hoang city is so large; how could he possibly handle it all?

"Officer Hoang, truly too hard on you."

Looking at Officer Hoang's appearance, seemed not tired at all. But he knew Officer Hoang was very tired. From that day seeing Officer Hoang beaten by the Strength-type zombie until almost dead, even if not an opponent, still fought desperately. Such a situation, such a matter, how could it not shock him.

As for himself, never felt any hardship. Just strolling the streets, seeing zombies, then casually swinging sword to chop them dead. This kind of behavior very normal, extremely common. After all, belonged to self-defense. If you don't strike, zombies will bite you to death.

Conversely, Officer Hoang was different. He was searching, just wanting to find all of Hoang city's evil, eliminate it all, maintain Hoang city's public order.

"Officer Hoang, this is the crystal I found for you. After you consume it, perhaps will have great changes." Lam Pham took out the crystal.

As the crystal appeared.

Officer Hoang glanced, pale eyes moving, but not attracted by the crystal. Still ignored Lam Pham, moved around in the room.

"Strange."

He saw how much Officer Hoang liked crystals. That Strength-type zombie, after being killed, Officer Hoang crawled towards it, gnawed the crystal in its head. Why now seeing the crystal, yet not a bit of thought?

Walked before Officer Hoang.

Placed the crystal by Officer Hoang's mouth.

Officer Hoang still walked away, without half a thought, even roared angrily towards Lam Pham.

Lam Pham thought, Should I stuff the crystal into Officer Hoang's mouth, make him swallow it?

He truly knew, crystals' help to Officer Hoang was very great. After using crystals, Officer Hoang would become even more formidable. Therefore, he just wanted Officer Hoang to become stronger, so when maintaining public order outside, wouldn't be harmed.

Soon.

Lam Pham was somewhat downcast.

He felt ashamed for his thought just now.

He had figured out a possibility.

Why Officer Hoang didn't accept his crystal; perhaps for Officer Hoang, his own behavior was like a kind of bribery.

Indeed, same as Lam Pham thought.

Switching perspectives, in Officer Hoang's eyes, Lam Pham before him held a stack of money wanting to put it in his hand. Towards this kind of behavior, he detested. As a police officer serving the people, what he hated most was accepting bribes against the law.

"Officer Hoang, I'm sorry. This behavior of mine indeed isn't good." Lam Pham put the crystal into his pocket, then waved towards Officer Hoang, turned and left the police station.

Later, if encounter thugs, just send them over.

Cannot do these things that humiliate Officer Hoang.