(1) Something that can make him feel very strong must be extremely difficult to deal with (1)

Gas Station.

"Groan... groan..."

Officer Hoang stood in the distance, letting out low growls towards a modified bus that was passing by, as if communicating with sound. Thinking that his appearance might cause panic to ordinary citizens, he kept a distance, maintaining safety.

The survivors inside the bus peeked through the windows, looking at Officer Hoang.

Just moments ago, the bus had run out of fuel. They went to the gas station to refuel. Suddenly, zombies appeared. They thought the person refueling would be eaten by zombies, but who would have thought another zombie would suddenly appear and kill all the surrounding zombies.

Terrified, they quickly ran back to the bus, nervously watching the situation outside.

"This zombie uncle might be helping us."

"Impossible, all zombies are the same. They'll eat us on sight, absolutely no rationality. I think this zombie definitely doesn't want to share with other zombies, so it killed all the others."

"Now is not the time to talk about this. Our bus has no fuel; if we keep consuming like this, it definitely won't work."

Chaos erupted inside the bus.

Everyone was like Little White Rabbits huddled in a den, looking at Officer Hoang outside. No one dared to go out.

This group of survivors had formed temporarily.

Fleeing from the south, as the bus's fuel gauge hit bottom, they could only risk docking at a Hoang City gas station. Their idea was to keep heading north, to the great grasslands or places with few footprints.

At this time, there were a total of twelve people in the bus, eight men and four women, including old and young. The oldest was about sixty years old and still very healthy.

"If this continues, we'll have to wait here. No one knows when this guy will leave, or when more zombies will appear. I think there's something we can try."

The speaker was a young man, his eyes darting slyly. He looked at the group of survivors before him. They traveled together for safety, each with their own thoughts. Along the way, supplies were collected individually; no one was willing to selflessly contribute to others.

Everyone looked at each other.

Each with their own thoughts.

"What do you mean?" someone asked, puzzled, understanding in their heart but still asking, feigning ignorance, just wanting someone else to say it.

The young man looked at the only two siblings in the bus, two children: the brother was twelve, the sister seven.

"Just now this child said the zombie was helping us. Who knows the specific situation? Why not let her go out and try? If it's really helping us, wouldn't that be even better?" The young man pointed to the little girl and said.

Swish!

Swish!

Everyone's eyes turned to the little girl. No one said anything. Not even one person stood up to say, how could you do this, letting a child take risks is wrong.

Everyone remained silent.

The girl looked at everyone's gazes.

The brother stood protectively in front of his sister, eyes wide, and said with a fearful expression, "What are you talking about? Why should my sister take the risk?"

The young man said, "Throughout this journey, we've been protecting you. Now the bus has no fuel. We must find a way to attract that zombie's attention, to give us a chance to refuel. Didn't your sister just say that zombie might be helping us? If so, let your sister try."

The crowd remained silent.

But in their silent gazes, a confirmative light flickered. In their hearts, they all strongly agreed, just hadn't said it out loud.

The young man said to the crowd, "What do you all think?"

"Ahem, ahem."

"That's the principle."

"We have to find a way to refuel."

No one said the girl had to go, but every word expressed that meaning.

The boy looked at them. He found their expressions very calm, somewhat indifferent. He knew they really thought this way. Thinking about this journey, whenever the bus parked somewhere, he would let his sister stay in the bus, then he would follow them to find supplies, and also had to watch out for zombies in the surroundings.

If zombies appeared, the bus would drive off, ready to abandon anyone at any time.

After a moment of silence.

"I understand, I'll go."

The boy wanted to go and make contact with the zombie instead of his sister.

The young man said, "Whose turn is it to refuel this time? Later, when he makes contact, you guys jump out the window and refuel quickly. Don't delay."

Refueling was on a rotation system, two people per refueling session. It had been like this throughout the journey; no one could avoid it.

Resistance was futile.

Action had to be taken.

"Brother..."

"Be good, stay in the bus properly."

The boy stroked his sister's head. He had promised his mom he would take care of his sister, so he definitely would.

He was already an adult.

An adult who could take care of his sister. Sadness and grievances couldn't be hidden by crying in mom's embrace; all grievances had to be hidden in his heart, becoming a brave little adult, becoming his sister's only support.

"Open the door."

The boy stood at the bus door, took a deep breath. As the door opened, he got off the bus, turned his head, and gave his sister a smile. He was prepared to die.

"Kid, good luck. We'll take good care of your sister," the young man said.

The boy didn't take it to heart.

Deceitful.

Whoever believes them is an idiot.

Honestly, he didn't believe that zombie was helping them.

He had seen many zombies, all of them frantically pouncing on humans, tearing at them with horrifying, bloody maws. His sister said that zombie seemed to be helping them.

He didn't believe it, and others didn't believe it either.

In the face of such a crisis, no one was willing to sacrifice their life to save others. He didn't want to either.

But for his sister, he had to do it.

Looking at the zombie not far away, he waved his hand.

"Come and get me."

Then he ran forward, intending to lead the zombie away.

Officer Hoang watched the running boy who was provoking him, his nostrils flaring. Groaning softly, he immediately moved his legs, running wildly towards the boy at high speed.

The people in the bus, seeing this situation, hurriedly told someone to refuel.

"Brother, I want my brother..." The girl, seeing her brother being chased by the zombie, pounded on the door.

The young man saw this situation, then saw the boy being chased by the zombie. He calculated that it wouldn't last much longer, gestured to the driver to open the door, and whispered in the girl's ear.

"Go find your brother."

"Oh, thank you."

The girl got off and hurried towards her brother.

The young man looked at the two figures, a smile appearing on his face, and closed the bus door.

"Such a polite child."

At this moment.

The boy's face was filled with fear. The speed was too fast; his short legs couldn't compare at all. Suddenly, he saw his sister running towards him, his eyes almost splitting with terror, and he roared fiercely.

"Sister, don't come here!"

Swish.

The chasing zombie lunged. He shouted and threw a punch at Officer Hoang. The punch landed on Officer Hoang's body, while Officer Hoang grabbed the head of another zombie that was about to pounce on the boy.

Thwack.

He crushed its head.

Thick blood splattered everywhere, like a bursting watermelon. The boy stared, as if he had seen a ghost, slowly looked up, and saw Officer Hoang standing in front of him, looking down at him.

The fist that had hit the zombie went limp. This scene scared him into swallowing, unsure what to say.

Officer Hoang grabbed the boy by the collar, growled closely, as if to say, "Kid... assaulting an officer is very serious. So arrogant at such a young age?"

He conveniently sniffed the boy's scent.

The boy was made a bit dizzy by Officer Hoang's 1982-vintage breath.

Now, observing Officer Hoang's ferocious appearance up close, his heart pounded, and he couldn't help but wet his pants in fear. After all, he was still a twelve-year-old child.

Even if he acted strong to protect his sister in the apocalypse, deep down, he still had the heart of a child. Timidity and fear are inherent in every child.

"Let go of my brother!"

The girl ran up to Officer Hoang, hitting him.

The young man, who had been observing from the side, was very shocked. Damn, children are indeed brave, fearless, daring to run up to a zombie and hit it. Simply courting death.

It just so happened this could buy them more time.

Raise an army for a thousand days to use it for one hour.

The crucial moment had arrived.

"Groan... groan..."

Officer Hoang let out a low growl, let go of the boy, then lowered his head, his pale eyes shifting, staring at the girl. The boy stood in front of his sister, arms outstretched, head held high, facing Officer Hoang. Though his calves were clearly trembling with fear, he still pretended to be strong.

Officer Hoang raised his hand. The boy was so scared he closed his eyes, not expecting the zombie before him to actually pat his head.

He looked on in great shock.

"Brother, Zombie Uncle is helping us, not hurting us," the girl said weakly.

The boy looked at Officer Hoang.

Was it really as his sister said?

Officer Hoang took the hands of the two children. The boy felt the palm was extremely sticky. He looked down and thought of the zombie whose head had just been crushed; it seemed its hand hadn't been wiped.

He could only endure it.

Conversely, his sister wasn't scared at all; instead, she appeared very much at ease.

"What?"

The survivors in the bus, peeking through the window, were dumbfounded by the scene before them. The zombie actually didn't harm them.

"That kid was right, this zombie won't hurt us."

"How could this be?"

"Look, the zombie wants to lead them away. I think there must be a fixed protection point. If we follow them, we'll definitely be safe."

Everyone fell into deep thought.

Clearly, the current situation had caused them extreme shock.

"Open the door, I'm leaving with them. With such a powerful zombie protecting us, life in the future will definitely be very comfortable. Staying in this bus is too much suffering."

Someone urged for the door to be opened, then ran towards Officer Hoang.

"Wait for me."

This middle-aged man had a potbelly and a bald head. He ran with short steps, looking a bit clumsy, like a bouncing meatball.

Officer Hoang ignored him. The two children being led turned their heads to look. Being led, they thought of stopping but couldn't, and were passively moved forward.

"Take me with you!"

The middle-aged man ran up, arms outstretched, panting heavily. Facing a ferocious and terrifying zombie, anyone would be nervous, and he was equally nervous. It was just that seeing the two children unharmed, what could he be afraid of?

"Groan... groan..."

Officer Hoang was very dissatisfied with the guy blocking his path and let out a low growl.

The middle-aged man suppressed his inner panic, "I'll go with you, please save me, I really don't want to stay there."

Officer Hoang released his hand, moved forward, and sniffed his scent.

Splat!

He bit the middle-aged man's neck in one mouthful. Fresh blood splattered. No one had expected such a situation.

The two siblings trembled in fear.

Officer Hoang roared. The moment the middle-aged man turned into a zombie, he directly smashed his head with one palm.

The people in the bus, seeing such a scene, were so scared their faces turned ashen. They urged the driver, "Drive, hurry up and drive..."

They were wrong.

That zombie wasn't friendly to everyone.

Officer Hoang walked up to the two siblings, continuing to hold their hands. His bloody palm held the boy's hand, and viscous liquid slowly dripped from his hand.

The image had a kind of crimson beauty.

But even more so, it was about caring for children.

In Officer Hoang's eyes, these two siblings were like children separated from their parents, needing to be taken to where they should go.

...

Duong Quang Residential Area.

"You keep looking at me, is there a flower on my face?"

Lam Pham smiled as he looked at Quan Chinh Nghia beside Hung Uong. This person was really strange; his gaze was constantly fixed on him. He could see curiosity in the other's eyes.

This feeling reminded him of going to the zoo in the past, the feeling of seeing a monkey for the first time.

Quan Chinh Nghia lowered his head, not expecting to be discovered.

Hung Uong smiled and said, "I've been saying you're very strong, and he's very curious about you. He probably wants to see what the man I praised as very strong looks like."

"I'm just an ordinary person, nothing worth paying attention to."

Lam Pham smiled.

He didn't want to be praised by others just because he was strong.

"Truly modest."

Hung Uong looked at the surrounding situation. What an enviable hideout. Once upon a time, this was a living environment everyone could enjoy.

But things easily obtained are often not cherished.

Some complained, some were gloomy.

Crushed by various pressures to the point of being unable to breathe, thinking of jumping off buildings, jumping into rivers.

But today... just surviving is a luxury.

Just then.

"Big brother, a zombie brought two children here."

Quan Hao hurriedly ran over to report. Something had happened that exceeded his imagination. He dared to guarantee those two children were definitely alive, being held by a zombie. The situation was beyond his comprehension.

"Is it wearing a uniform?"

The one who came to mind was Officer Hoang.

"Seems like it."

Quan Hao thought about it; it seemed it really was wearing a dirty uniform.

Lam Pham said, "Don't be nervous, that's Officer Hoang. I'm very familiar with him. He brought two children here to find me. I'll take you to meet him."

Hung Uong and his group looked puzzled.

Zombie?

Officer Hoang?

Bringing children?

They looked at each other, somewhat bewildered, even completely clueless.

Until they saw the situation before them, they were thoroughly dumbfounded. Even Hung Uong and Diep Hong gripped the straight sabers in their hands, as if ready to strike at any moment. Officer Hoang clearly sensed someone was wary of him and growled towards Hung Uong and his group.

"Officer Hoang, you know where I live?" Lam Pham was extremely surprised.

He clearly hadn't been to Duong Quang Residential Area before, yet he knew.

Suddenly, he understood.

He used to leave his location at the police station.

It was quite normal for Officer Hoang to be able to read, right?

"Officer Hoang, are these the children you brought? Rest assured, I will take good care of them. From now on, they will be part of our Duong Quang Residential Area. They absolutely won't be wronged."

After speaking.

Lam Pham bowed slightly, extended his hand with a smile, "Hello, my name is Lam Pham. Welcome to Duong Quang Residential Area. What are your names?"

He asked gently, able to see the children were clearly a bit nervous.

"Luu Lang Yen, this is my sister Luu Ung Dung."

Facing the two reserved children.

Lam Pham smiled, "Welcome, little friend Luu Lang Yen and little friend Ung Dung."

Then he looked at Officer Hoang.

"Officer Hoang, would you like to come in and take a look?"

"Groan... groan..."

Officer Hoang growled, turned, and left, quite decisively, as if saying, "Can you not waste my time? I'm very busy, okay?"

Watching Officer Hoang's retreating figure.

Lam Pham said to them, "Officer Hoang, from the police station. Don't look at him as a zombie, but his belief is extremely pure. He has always been maintaining the security of Hoang City. He's an old officer I greatly respect."

Hung Uong: ...

Diep Hong: ...

Quan Chinh Nghia: ...

This incident truly caused them a great shock.

Quan Chinh Nghia seemed to understand Lam Pham's formidability. To face a zombie so calmly, not everyone possessed such decisiveness.

Hung Uong said, "Duong Quang Residential Area has a lot of children."

"Yes, mostly children is a good thing, the hope for the future," Lam Pham smiled.

Looking at Lam Pham's smile, it was a smile from the bottom of his heart, without any falsehood, without any concealment. To Hung Uong, this Lam Pham who surpassed ordinary people, he might understand him, yet he might also not understand him.

They came in a hurry and left in a hurry.

Hung Uong and his group wanted to leave.

Lam Pham didn't try to keep them. They had important matters, needing to take the blood sample back to the base, to work hard for the future of humanity.

"Safe journey."

Outside the iron gate, he bid farewell to Hung Uong.

Hung Uong nodded, "Are you going out?"

"Mm, I have to clear zombies every day. There are many zombies in Hoang City. Every one I clear reduces a bit of danger for the living survivors," Lam Pham said.

"Take care. Satellite chat if anything."

"Okay."

Watching the armored vehicle drive away.

Lam Pham shouldered his sword, also wanting to proceed with his day's cleaning. Officer Hoang's appearance had given him infinite motivation; he wasn't the only one working hard, Officer Hoang was also working hard.

Inside the armored vehicle.

"This is...?"

Hung Uong saw a bulging bag on the side, picked it up, opened it, and inside were white crystals, quite a number of them. Then he opened the window and looked back towards Duong Quang Residential Area.

"You were right, there is great hope for the future."

Hung Uong looked at the people in the vehicle, especially the two new recruits.

"After we return, I'm going to drill you guys hard. Battle armor requires a stronger physique, high-speed reaction nerves. Don't be afraid of hardship, don't be afraid of fatigue."

"Yes, Brother Uong!"

"Yes, sir!"

For these two rookie soldiers, fighting for the hope of humanity was their mission. Even if they had to sacrifice their lives for it, they would have no regrets.

...

At dusk.

Co Hang watched as Lam Pham let the battle armor absorb crystal energy.

"Twenty pieces is the limit, and it's white. Then what's the limit for black ones?"

Co Hang looked at this battle armor. As it continuously absorbed crystals, the metal surface of the armor shone brightly. That kind of luster made people feel it was extraordinary.

Lam Pham took a crystal and patted it onto the armor, "Don't know, haven't tested it. Maybe one black crystal has the capacity of several white crystals."

"Alright, the straight saber and the battle armor will each absorb ten crystals. The rest, I'll find more evolved zombies tomorrow."

"Try it on."

Lam Pham wanted to see how Co Hang looked wearing the battle armor.

Co Hang suppressed his inner excitement, put on the battle armor. As he wore it, he felt a huge change in himself; it was an excitement from the bottom of his heart.

"Tieu Pham, let's name the battle armor?" Co Hang felt this battle armor was truly too handsome, handsome beyond borders.

The overall color was mainly black, but there were white patterns on the shoulders, majestic and awe-inspiring. Anyone seeing it for the first time would find it hard to forget.

"Anh Nang Chien Giap (Sunshine Battle Armor)?"

Lam Pham named it very casually. Thinking of Duong Quang Residential Area, taking the first two words seemed to be no problem.

"Good, Sunshine Battle Armor it is."

Co Hang threw a punch; the fist was very heavy. He could hear a heavy sound. All-round defense could ensure his safety. He drew the straight saber and swung it forward. Whoosh! The air seemed to be torn apart.

"I really wish I could fight a big battle with an evolved zombie right now."

Co Hang thought.

Afterward, Lam Pham took Co Hang to the shop area to show off. The crowd, seeing such a handsome battle armor, all showed expressions of shock. Although they had seen that outsider's battle armor during the day, seeing their own hideout now had one too, they were still shocked.

Really, really too cool.

The children gathered around Co Hang, touching the cold metal, their little mouths all forming O's. Their pairs of eyes all flickered with fervent light.

At this moment.

The two children brought back by Officer Hoang during the day came to Lam Pham's side, tugging at his clothes.

"Uncle Lam, may I ask what we are supposed to do in the future?" Luu Lang Yen held his sister's hand and asked reservedly.

Lam Pham smiled and said, "Sister Ha Nha, has she arranged a place for you to stay properly?"

"Arranged."

Luu Lang Yen and his sister hadn't expected to sleep on soft beds. They had been staying in the bus all this time and hadn't enjoyed such a life for a very, very long time.

Lam Pham stroked Luu Ung Dung's head, looked at Luu Lang Yen and said, "Tomorrow, wake up early, have breakfast, then go to school to study."

Luu Lang Yen's mouth fell open, as if he hadn't expected to hear such an answer.

Stu... study?

He had thought of many situations, but this one, he really hadn't thought of.

Suddenly.