(1)Base's Result, Duong Quang Apartments' Second Meeting Opens (1)

Street.

Lam Pham stood before the shop, looking at the two figures on the second floor.

That was Tung Tung, who, even turned into a zombie, still wanted to protect his mother. This kind of obsession deeply shocked him. However, Tung Tung's mother's condition also wasn't good, face pale, could feel her life gradually fading away.

Severe illness.

This was a manifestation of being severely ill.

"Ugh ugh..."

Tung Tung, standing beside his mother, growled lowly, but didn't rush towards Lam Pham.

Lam Pham waved towards them, then walked forward.

Hoang city's zombie numbers were very large. Even if he always diligently cleaned up, but for the entire Hoang city, still merely a drop in the ocean.

He, carrying a sword, advanced on the desolate street, like a solitary wandering knight, cleaning up Hoang city's cockroaches, protecting Hoang city's peace, hoping to sweep clean all un-beautiful things in Hoang city.

Walked onto Quang Minh Street, stood there. The current situation was zombies swaying their bodies, limping along. When no movement, they were all extremely quiet, like old folks at sunset, thinking just breathing air is good, too lazy to move. 

Lam Pham slowly drew Frostmourne from his back, sword tip touching the ground, both hands propped on the hilt. The sword body's runes, under the radiance's illumination, glinted.

"Hey! Hello you all!"

Voice very loud, propagating forward.

The limping, swaying zombies heard the sound, clearly surprised. Suddenly turned towards the sound's source. Upon seeing delicious flesh and blood appear, each one roared savagely, as if manipulated, crazily rushing towards Lam Pham.

Some zombies also leaped from high places, falling to the ground.

The scene before him shocked the heart, like carps crossing a river, wherever passed, not a blade of grass left. (Idiom: cá diếc sang sông - a massive, overwhelming number)

Looking at the rushing zombies, he always remained expressionless.

"Ugh ugh!"

The leading charging zombie opened its mouth wide, sticky fluid flowing down, just wanting to tear the living creature before it into pieces, beautifully enjoying the taste of flesh and blood.

Pfft!

Silver light flashed.

Lam Pham, holding Frostmourne, transformed into afterimages, weaving through the zombie horde. Frostmourne in his hand was the divine artifact for reaping zombies.

Mutilated flesh and blood splattered.

Some cut in half at the waist.

Some, from top to bottom, cleaved in two.

This road was being cleaned. Such a terrifying scene, anyone seeing it would be scared into wetting their pants. But for zombies, their thoughts very simple.

Just charge, just bite and tear.

After a moment.

"Ugh ugh" sounds dissipated.

Fragmented zombie corpses littered the ground, proving a fierce great battle occurred here.

Lam Pham turned his head to look.

The quiet, desolate street appeared somewhat terrifying.

"I just want to tell you, even turned into zombies, you also cannot do whatever you want. Hoang city ultimately has protectors."

Finished speaking, he waved the sword in his hand, high-frequency vibration, flesh and blood dissipated. Returned it to the scabbard. Stepped on the sticky ground, continued forward. Cleaning is just like that, tedious and uninteresting. Besides watching the numbers increase, no other meaning.

"Anyone still alive?"

Lam Pham shouted as he walked.

He hoped some survivor would answer him: I'm here! I'm still alive!

However, he understood, also could comprehend, didn't want to deceive himself. Apocalypse developed until now, those still able to live truly a minority.

Occasionally zombies appeared, also easily resolved by him.

Looked at shops on both sides: damaged, filthy, already covered in dust. The quiet environment gave people a feeling of emptiness.

He had a thought of cleaning up Hoang city completely. But this thought, just appearing, was negated by him. Truly too much imagination. So many shops, wanting to clean them all up thoroughly, that definitely was impossible.

Suddenly.

His ears twitched slightly. Crying sounds came. The sound came from afar, possibly very far, but he could hear.

It was a child's crying.

Now let alone children, even adults find it very hard to survive. What exactly is the situation with this child?

...

A building far away.

A total of three survivors. Two male, one female.

This female survivor's age wasn't old, also just over twenty.

Now.

They were right on the rooftop, looking at the situation below. A child, hands tied by them with rope, hung from the rooftop. Hearing the child's cries, attracting surrounding zombies to the opposite side of the building, couldn't help but smile.

They wanted to flee for their lives. Already reached the point of supplies exhausted. Continuing to hide here was just waiting for death. However, zombies downstairs somewhat numerous, very hard to run away.

They originally had four adult survivors. One among them suddenly turned into a zombie, was jointly thrown downstairs by them.

Of course, this building still had other survivors. But under circumstances of scarce supplies, they directly pretended to be good survivors, hoping everyone would persist together. After gaining the other party's trust, without hesitation, hacked them to death. After all, supplies limited; one more stranger meant one less share of supplies.

"Ly Hong! Are you really willing to do this to your child?" a bald man said with a smile. (Lý Hồng -> Ly Hong)

Speaking this, he smiled. Clearly without any sympathy, even felt such action truly domineering.

Ly Hong sneered, "What willing or not? Being alive is good enough. Still care about these things?"

The child hung to attract zombies was only about seven years old.

She was now twenty-nine. As for why she had this son, that had to be spoken of from past events. Met a rich, ugly middle-aged man over forty.

Colluded, married him, got pregnant, raised a child. But who knew this middle-aged old man actually went bankrupt, also owed a buttload of debt outside. The old man told her, definitely will strive to make a comeback, give you good days.

She wasn't willing to accompany the old man through hard times, directly proposed divorce. No matter how he begged her, she didn't want to bother. Finally, the old man begged her to give him the child. Your terms, I agree to.

Towards this situation, she refused without hesitation. These years, she secretly got several million from the old man's side, hid it. Besides, she herself also opened a nail salon with someone. Under circumstances of adopting the child, definitely had the advantage.

Her doing so wasn't out of love for the child, but thinking of making the old man pay child support every month. Even more so, if by any chance this old man really made a comeback some year, she could also rely on the child to fiercely earn a sum.

This was her thought. Must suck the old man's blood dry.

And now everything lost, already the apocalypse.

Ly Hong urged, "What's the situation now? Have the zombies been led away?"

"Led away. Even surrounding zombies attracted here. Now we go downstairs, directly drive away, extremely safe. This damned place cannot be stayed in temporarily. Must find a safe place," the bald man said.

Another man strongly agreed with a nod.

Ly Hong said, "Go!"

Three people quickly headed downstairs.

Walking in the stairwell corridor, zombie "ugh ugh" sounds and collision sounds came from households on both sides. All turned into zombies at home. Hearing sound, wanted to go out, yet couldn't open doors, could only roar inside their rooms.

...

"Right here."

Lam Pham entered the residential area, could hear concentrated "ugh ugh" sounds. He was already accustomed to this situation. Zombies, when seeing flesh and blood, are just like this.

A sedan drove towards him.

Survivors...

He raised his hand, just about to greet them, found the sedan actually came towards him, as if wanting to knock him down. Luckily, his reaction speed very fast, timely dodged.

Looked at the sedan speeding into the distance.

Lam Pham wanted to stop them, ask them what exactly the situation was. I greet you amicably, yet you try to hit me with a car? This kind of behavior, exactly intentional or intentional?

But hearing those crying sounds, he put this matter aside for now.

However, seeing the departing vehicle, he pondered: What exactly is this situation? Why after hearing crying, survivors drive away in a sedan?

Could it be...

He thought of survivors in the apocalypse; each one very terrifying. So-called survivor human nature cannot withstand tests. Even no need for tests; can only say truly very scary.

...

"What the hell was that guy just now?"

The bald man felt extremely incredulous. A survivor actually appeared out of nowhere, even swaggering before them.

Ly Hong said, "I thought it was a zombie. Only after getting closer did I realize it was actually a survivor."

Another survivor didn't discuss this matter, "Who he is has nothing to do with us. Where should we go now? This Hoang city absolutely cannot be stayed in. Too dangerous. Must find a good place, can defend against zombies, also has supplies."

Pondering, thinking.

All thinking where to go.

At this time.

In their sedan driving on both sides of the street, a six-story low building. A Speed-type zombie was on the rooftop, gnawing a human corpse. Hearing movement on the street, its pale eyes moved, staring intently at the vehicle driving below.

As if calculating the target. Time ripe. Four limbs leaped, falling towards the roof of the moving vehicle.

Thump!

Car roof dented. Huge impact made the moving vehicle hard to control, one head crashing into a roadside utility pole.

"Ah..."

Ly Hong's head dizzy. Suddenly, saw the Speed-type zombie on the car hood, screamed. Face instantly pale. Speed-type zombie, seeing humans, very excited. Head squeezed into the car, pulled open its savage bloody mouth, fiercely bit the bald driver's head.

Fresh blood splattered. Gnawing sounds made Ly Hong's crotch wet; clearly already scared until peed.

She opened the car door, scrambled and rolled out, panicked, ran towards the distance.

The survivor in the back seat, face full of fresh blood. When the Speed-type zombie bit the bald man, fresh blood sprayed terrifyingly, covering his whole face. Stared wide-eyed, suddenly reacted, also hurriedly opened the car door, ran quickly towards Ly Hong's side.

Ly Hong terrified, thought inwardly: I don't want to die! I really don't want to die! I'm still very young!

Speed-type zombie pushed the bald man out from the car, thinking of feasting well. But didn't expect the bald man had actually already turned into a zombie. This made the Speed-type zombie somewhat upset. I haven't even started eating, yet actually turned into a zombie! Truly...

Turned its head, looked towards the two fleeing survivors.

Speed-type zombie, at high speed, waddled its four limbs, chasing after the two survivors.

"Ah..."

Ly Hong heard a tragic scream, face pale, turned her head to look. She saw that guy tackled to the ground by a zombie, being crazily bitten and torn, tragic screams unceasing.

She panicked, scared. "Ugh ugh" sounds came from her ear. Zombies ahead, hearing movement, emerged from an alley, roaring, rushing towards her.

No way forward, no way back.

"Don't want..."

Ly Hong was gradually enveloped by zombies. Arms exposed outside grabbed the ground, wanting to crawl out, yet picked up by zombies unable to squeeze in, placed by their mouths to gnaw. Fresh blood dripped, eating until mouth full of blood.

...

Rooftop.

The scene before him shocked Lam Pham, eyes extremely horrified. A child actually tied by both hands, hung below. Zombies downstairs heard the crying, saw flesh and blood, reached out from below grasping. Even a small "stacking Arhat" zombie tide had already appeared. Pile of corpses gradually rising, getting closer to the child.

"Was it them?"

Thought of the survivors seen just now; seemed this possibility exists.

He grabbed the rope, pulled, slowly pulled the child onto the rooftop. Squatted before the child, untied the rope binding his wrists. Wrists strangled reddish-purple. Made his heart ache somewhat. Such a good child, should have had a beautiful future. Didn't expect to encounter such a thing.

Wiped the tears from the child's face, gently patted his back. Cried too much, somewhat out of breath.

"Don't be afraid..."

Lam Pham gently comforted. A frightened child very easily retains shadows in heart, needs proper adjustment, good comfort.

Perhaps Lam Pham had a kind of ability to calm children. The sobbing child gradually calmed down.

"Child, what's your name?"

The child before him was young, but already at an age capable of normal communication.

"Hoang An An." (Hoang An An - a name)

Felt such a name was somewhat feminine.

"An An, where are your family?" Lam Pham asked.

Hoang An An sniffled, "Mommy doesn't want me anymore. She tied me up."

Hearing this, thought of zombies downstairs, also the encountered sedan.

Through these various matters, he understood what the situation was. Should be An An's mommy, to attract zombies, hung An An on the outer wall. Child timid, hung like this, definitely would be scared and cry loudly. Crying attracted zombies, buying them a chance to escape.

Thinking of this.

Lam Pham extremely furious. Although the apocalypse extremely difficult, very dangerous, but even a child can be abandoned? Truly...

He hugged Hoang An An, gently patted his back, "Uncle will take you away from here."

As for Hoang An An needing his mother, what to do? Can only comfort well. But Hoang An An wasn't crying,闹 (nào - making a fuss) looking for mommy, but very quietly lay in his embrace.

Pushed open the rooftop door, stepped onto the stairs, headed downstairs.

Arrived downstairs.

Zombies appeared in sight. This group of zombies, with Hoang An An's disappearance, again, like before, continued wandering.

He drew his sword. Not wanting Hoang An An to see the bloody scene, let his face face his embrace, then wrist flicked, slaying the zombies before him.

Zombie numbers in the community weren't few, at least not cleaned up before. Conveniently, other zombies wandered here. Numbers gathered together naturally very considerable.

Since already here, already saved, might as well clean up the zombies properly.

Heading towards Duong Quang Apartments.

He saw the sedan that left the community before. No mistake, absolutely that one. Should be the one An An's mommy sat in.

Didn't tell An An, Look, that's the sedan your mommy sat in. Looking at this situation, probably no more. An An will have no mommy in the future.

So cruel, so terrifying.

Even if this mother didn't do well, he also couldn't say, would leave a shadow in the child.

Hugged the child, went to buy flour.

Errand work still had to be done.