(2) Baseless in Science is All False (2)

Street.

Hoang city People's Library.

Returning to the old place, casually resolved the zombies. The zombies in this area had been cleared by him many times; even if existing, wouldn't be too many.

Looked at the library.

The bronze iron gate still so majestic, architecture still so beautiful. Just that the ground, under circumstances of no one cleaning, weeds grew lushly in the narrow crevices.

He wanted to clear the weeds. Just bent down, about to pull, a gentle breeze blew past, weeds gently swaying. Seeing such a scene.

He stopped his hand.

Quietly watched.

He seemed to hear the weeds humbly pleading: Don't, don't.

"Hope is just like you. No matter how harsh the environment, as long as there is conviction, even if living in a narrow crevice, still possesses vitality."

Lam Pham murmured to himself.

Straightened his waist, didn't pull out the weeds. He saw in the weeds a kind of spirit, a kind that survivors in the apocalypse should possess.

Stepped onto the stairs.

Walked towards the inside of the library.

He came here, not because he needed anything here, but walking on the street, walked, walked, and arrived here.

Pushed open the door.

A turbid, bookish fragrance assaulted his face. This was a place of human civilization's inheritance, but perhaps no one cared anymore.

"So quiet."

He looked at the dust-covered desk at the entrance. Too long, too long no one had come here. Perhaps he was the only one who had come to the library.

Looked at the book classification guide board.

Searching.

Found the book classification he wanted to see, walked before the bookshelf, slowly moved his steps, searching for the book he wanted to find.

After a moment.

He took a book from the bookshelf.

"Time Reset Theory"

A book written by a foreign scholar.

When he chatted with Te Thinh on the rooftop, Te Thinh mentioned time reversal, making him always keep it in mind, didn't say it out loud, because even he himself felt it was impossible to realize.

But even if unrealistic, he still thought about it.

If time could really be reversed, how good would that be? The past Hoang city surely could return. But he similarly didn't want to experience that terrible apocalypse.

Took the book, walked towards the entrance.

Registered.

Paid the deposit.

Looked at the cash originally pressed on the table. He smiled; that was left when renting books for Tran Hac. Until now, the books still hadn't been returned.

Reading requires time.

Finishing a book in a short time, that's not called reading, but skimming. Skimming until the end, might even forget what the book's content was explaining.

Nighttime.

A small table lamp, a cup of tea.

Lam Pham glanced at this book, "Time Reset Theory".

He wanted to delve deeper.

With his academic level, without the help of external knowledge, extremely hard to understand.

First page.

[Do you feel someone's passing makes you feel very familiar? TV reported it, many people remember, but cannot find related news on the internet...] [Do you feel every time you look at the clock, the second hand is stopped? Staring intently for a long time, feeling time has long passed one second, then it continues to move.] [Do you feel familiar buildings around you suddenly become extremely strange?] ...

Extremely interesting prelude.

He very much liked reading books. Although what he read were all long, magnificent works like "Su Dat Khac and His Three Hundred and Sixty-Five Girlfriends", but when thinking of pursuing something, he could temper his nature, read seriously.

Night already deep, wind outside gently blowing.

Lam Pham still seriously looked at the book, occasionally frowning, occasionally nodding, as if attracted by the knowledge in the book, also agreeing with the arguments within.

Meanwhile, Manh Manh woke up. He prepared milk powder, fed her full, coaxed her to sleep, then continued gently flipping through the book.

He wanted to know the truth, wanted to know how exactly this situation formed. Perhaps with his means, impossible to achieve. But when finding a hopeful path, slowly pursuing, slowly searching, when finding the target, could give his bewildered heart a firm direction, thereby striving forward in this direction, pursuing.

Soaring in the ocean of theory.

Often after some time, only then could the sound of pages turning be heard.

Read very slowly.

The sky outside, from darkness, gradually changed. Gradually, light began to sprinkle on the ground, enveloping this city, dispelling darkness, welcoming the arrival of light.

Last page.

Lam Pham, as if imprisoned, his gaze fixedly staring at the last sentence.

"In 2014, this theory was overturned by a large number of scholars and scientists, defined as a false theory."

This final passage thoroughly plunged Lam Pham into contemplation.

Fal... False theory.

He was stunned, somewhat dazed. A theory pursued for a whole night, yet it was false.

"Waa..."

Manh Manh let out a crying sound.

The crying pulled Lam Pham back to reality. Closed the book, turned off the table lamp, prepared milk powder to feed Manh Manh, conveniently changed her diaper. Said nothing, mind thinking about what just happened.

As if figured something out.

Couldn't help but laugh.

"False theory then false theory. The road still needs to be walked. This kind of thought perhaps truly is unrealistic."

He coaxed Manh Manh well, let Manh Manh lie alone on the bed, reaching out her hands, cooing, grasping at the air. And he came to the balcony, took deep breaths, looking at the distant city.

Morning radiance shone.

Lam Pham stretched his waist. A new day, let us have a good start.

Downstairs.

Lam Pham held the book he finished reading last night, met Te Thinh downstairs.

"Last night I read a book."

Te Thinh asked doubtfully, "What book?"

Lam Pham raised the book in his hand, "Time Reset Theory. Deliberately rented from the library. You were right; time reversal is an impossible thing. Seeing the end, this book gave the final conclusion."

Te Thinh was somewhat dazed. Truly shocked by Lam Pham's words, momentarily didn't know what to say.

"You... You really found related books?"

Lam Pham smiled, "Yeah. Mainly because the viewpoint you mentioned, I was very expectant. If really such a possibility, how good would that be."

Te Thinh looked at Lam Pham.

He seemed to understand something.

He thought, if could return to the past, how good would that be. But he found, perhaps within Duong Quang Apartments, the one who most longed to return to the past might be Lam Pham.

Lam Pham saw Te Thinh dazed, "I'll go to the library first to return the book. Chat later."

Waved at him.

Walked out of the residential area.

Te Thinh watched Lam Pham's departing back, sighed softly, then walked towards the fish pond side. He wanted to catch some shrimp, make a pot of delicious shrimp porridge for the children.

Outside the iron gate.

Zombies limped and wandered. He easily pierced a zombie's head, casually tossed it into a trash can. Such life seemed repetitive, but he was also very satisfied. Being able to kill one zombie meant Hoang city would have one less zombie; thus, survivors would be a bit safer.

...

...

Dai Vu and Tieu Vu looked at Grandpa's situation, faces worried.

Fever.

They rummaged through things at home, yet couldn't find medicine to treat fever. This made them feel desperate.

"Bro, Grandpa's age and physical condition, very hard to pull through by force."

Tieu Vu was extremely anxious.

If it were them, young people, having a fever, under apocalyptic conditions, absolutely wouldn't think of finding medicine, but would forcibly endure.

Dai Vu's expression extremely serious, silent for a moment, "Find medicine. I'll go out to find medicine."

Grandpa, lying on the bed, consciousness somewhat hazy, but seemed to hear the two children's words.

"Children, alright, alright."

Dai Vu stepped forward, grasped Grandpa's hand, "Grandpa, rest assured. This medicine will definitely be found."

Balcony area.

"Younger brother, you stay here to take care of Grandpa for me. Wait for me to return," Dai Vu said.

Tieu Vu hurriedly said, "Bro! How can that be?! You alone definitely won't make it! Very dangerous! I want to go with you! If anything happens to you, I still have to find medicine, Grandpa still no one to take care of! Such a simple principle, why don't you understand?"

Dai Vu, rebuked by his younger brother, was somewhat speechless, took a deep breath.

"Alright then. We two brothers, together, will fight this apocalypse!"

The process of searching for medicine was absolutely very dangerous. What they had to face was terrifying zombies.

They, from the fourth-floor balcony window, slowly climbed downstairs.

On the bed.

Grandpa slowly opened his eyes, grasped the walking stick beside the bed, lifted the quilt, struggled to sit up. Old people getting sick truly not good. After all, age too great, body's various functions already declined greatly.

But Grandpa still struggled to stand up, his trembling appearance making one's heart ache watching.

"Cannot let these two children take risks."

Grandpa walked towards the balcony. He understood his own situation. Even if not sick, also wouldn't live long. Already old, no longer useful. Why implicate these two children?

Although these two children were thieves before, but before committing major mistakes, knowing mistakes can be changed, still good children. After all, humans are not sages, who can be without fault? Even sages have times they make mistakes.

He came to the balcony, picked up a plastic stool.

Prepared to jump down from the fourth-floor balcony.

Third-floor window.

Dai Vu and Tieu Vu slowly descended, at the same time needing to pay attention to surrounding zombies. With their appearance, three wandering zombies downstairs had already noticed them, roaring towards them.

But these roars, for them, useless whatsoever.

If you have guts, then jump up and get us.

Just then.

Tieu Vu, looking up, glanced at the fourth floor, suddenly his face changed drastically, "Grandpa! What are you doing?!"

Dai Vu heard the sound, also felt something bad happened, hurriedly looked towards the fourth floor. Seeing the scene before him, he was thoroughly stunned, even felt terrified.

"Grandpa! Go back!"

The old grandpa, already about to climb out the window, looked at the two good children painstakingly climbing downstairs, sighed.

"Children, alright. Don't risk for me, this old man already close to death, won't live long. Not worth it."

The old grandpa truly didn't want.

Dai Vu's face tensed, shouted, "Grandpa! I beg you! Go back! We really can go! Really not risking! My brother and I are very formidable! These zombies wanting to catch us is fundamentally impossible!"

He panicked a bit.

Tieu Vu also said anxiously, "Yeah! Yeah! Grandpa! Can you listen to us, okay?"

They truly didn't expect it would be this situation.

If knew Grandpa had such thoughts, when coming out then, should have tied Grandpa to the bed, making him unable to get down. Thinking of this, Tieu Vu also felt extremely regretful.

The old grandpa gently shook his head, "Children, live well. Don't be small thieves anymore in the future. That's really not good, understand?"

Finished speaking.

The old grandpa tilted his body, head falling towards the ground.

"Don't!"

Dai Vu and Tieu Vu shouted, could only watch helplessly as Grandpa's falling body... They truly didn't hope for such a thing to happen, truly unwilling to see.

They didn't dare look down at the ground.

Closed their eyes, tears at the corners.

Dai Vu hit the anti-theft window, Damn it! Damn it!

They, in the apocalypse, met this old grandpa, saw the things the old grandpa did, their hearts received a huge impact. Thought no matter what, must take good care of Grandpa in the apocalypse.

"Hello. Old Grandpa is fine. You shouldn't be too pessimistic."

A voice came to their ears.

This voice, like a thunderclap, exploded their ears until ringing. As if thinking of some unrealistic thing, simultaneously looked downstairs.

Unexpectedly found on the shop roof, the sword-carrying man seen yesterday actually appeared there! And Grandpa was even hugged in his arms! This was a princess carry!

For Lam Pham, he was walking this road, heading towards the library, precisely to return books. Then saw the two survivors seen yesterday, again stealthily climbing windows. He just wanted to quietly watch.

Wanted to know what exactly they were doing.

After all, casually climbing window sills is very dangerous behavior, and truly not good, very easy to be regarded as a thief.

"You... You!" Dai Vu and Tieu Vu stared blankly at Lam Pham, could only continuously say "You you"; other words momentarily couldn't come out.

Lam Pham smiled, "Met again. Yesterday your vigilance was truly strong. But I can understand; after all, it's the apocalypse. This is very normal."

Dai Vu: ...

Tieu Vu: ...

...

Street.

Heading towards the pharmacy.

Dai Vu always couldn't understand who on earth this sword-carrying survivor beside him was.

Lam Pham saw him somewhat silent, proactively chatted, "Is that your grandpa?"

"No," Dai Vu replied.

Lam Pham said, "I thought so too, because I feel you don't look very much alike. However, you are very good, being able to risk so much for a strange grandpa in the apocalypse."

Dai Vu lowered his head, followed beside Lam Pham. Risking life for a strange grandpa, this indeed is a very strange thing. But any strange thing has its reasons.

Lam Pham continued asking, "What did you do before?"

Thinking of Dai Vu's matter, said without hesitation, "Small thief."

Finished speaking, he suddenly looked up, towards Lam Pham. After all, this profession truly cannot see the light of day, also a profession everyone detests. Reaping without sowing is very hateful.

Lam Pham said, "No wonder, climbing window sills so professionally. My house also encountered a small thief before. Mainly because I didn't install anti-theft windows. However, that thief wasn't bad, actually left me two hundred yuan."

Dai Vu surprised, looked at Lam Pham somewhat dazed, "Left you two hundred?"

Lam Pham recalled, "Mm, that was a long time ago. I have a habit of writing diaries. He thought my diary had money clipped inside, so glanced through, saw what I wrote in my diary yesterday. That half month I was really struggling, salary deducted by boss, couldn't even afford to eat. He even left me a message in the diary: Brother, you're mixing really miserably. How about stop working, learn this craft with me? These two hundred for you to eat. Jianghu emergency aid, your brother is very righteous." (Jianghu = martial world, often implies a code of honor among outlaws/wanderers)

Dai Vu was speechless, "Perhaps you met a relatively righteous one."

Lam Pham smiled, "Should be. Relying on those two hundred yuan, I muddled through that difficult half month. But being a thief isn't a good profession. I just wrote a sentence on paper, pasted it on the wall, hoped he could see it and change profession. If willing, could learn drawing with me; I was willing to teach him. Just very regrettable, he never came to my house again after that."

Dai Vu looked at Lam Pham's smiling face, thought inwardly: Colleague definitely couldn't possibly go. Go again and have to give you another two hundred. As for drawing, forget it. Mixing until like this, better not learn.

"Ugh ugh..."

Ahead, zombies wandered.

Dai Vu, seeing them, was somewhat nervous. Zombie threat level very sufficient.

Lam Pham said, "Don't be nervous, just zombies. Follow beside me is fine."

Zombies, seeing two delicious flesh-and-blood moving, roared savagely. Sticky fluid flowed down the corners of their mouths whoosh whoosh. Rushed towards Lam Pham and Dai Vu at high speed.

Lam Pham drew his sword, gently moved it together. In an instant, cleaved the zombies in two. Then said, "It's okay, already resolved."

Dai Vu stared wide-eyed, looking at the zombies cleaved in two. Lightly, without seeing any difficulty, just like slicing meat. He stared at Lam Pham, truly didn't know who he was.

Why could he be so formidable?

Lam Pham saw Dai Vu looking at himself, revealed a smile.

Is being a small thief a good profession?

Also not good.

Will he send Dai Vu to the police station?

Also won't.

But if in peaceful times, would send him to the police station?

Then he would.

Just this meaning.

Pharmacy.

"Anyone here?" Lam Pham stood at the entrance and asked.

Thinking of seeing if anyone here, or if any zombies.

Dai Vu curiously looked at Lam Pham. Asking like this seems unnecessary. He took steps towards the inside. But just as he walked, was pulled back by Lam Pham grabbing his arm.

"Ugh ugh..."

A zombie wearing a white coat rushed out from the shelf area, savagely lunging towards them.

Lam Pham didn't draw his sword, but dragged the zombie outside, one kick sending the zombie flying far away.

Dai Vu was still scared. Didn't expect a zombie would suddenly appear. If not for Lam Pham pulling him, the consequences would likely be unthinkable.

Lam Pham said, "Doing things shouldn't be rushed. Often, being a bit slower isn't a bad thing, can also save your life."

"Thanks."