(1) I feel like I'm someone who does great things (1)

A somewhat serious topic.

Lam Pham remained calm throughout.

It was Tran Hinh and her group who were very serious, their eyes staring intently at Lam Pham. Clearly, at a time like this, was asking these things more important?

But looking at their appearance, it was evident they wanted to get Lam Pham's answer.

Perhaps this is just how women are; they don't want to know how many things you've done, they just want to get a definite answer.

"Do I need to swear an oath?" Lam Pham asked with a faint smile.

It seemed women just liked men to swear oaths.

"You can."

Tran Hinh nodded, fifteen pairs of eyes staring slyly at Lam Pham. The emotions contained in these gazes were very easy to understand: they wanted to trust him, but their current environment and experiences made it very difficult for them to trust someone so easily.

Lam Pham raised his hand, "I swear, I am someone you can trust. If I lie, I'm a puppy."

A very simple, extremely ordinary oath.

If it were peacetime, any woman hearing this oath would absolutely roll her eyes. Only a ghost would believe you men's bullshit. If oaths really worked, then in this world, there would probably be no men left, but many more puppies.

After all, they all say, "I swear, I'll just rub a bit, won't move recklessly; if I move recklessly, I'm a little dog."

Well...

Tran Hinh and her sisters exchanged glances. There was a hint of bewilderment in everyone's eyes, but after the bewilderment, there was more determination, and also a kind of all-or-nothing gamble.

"Alright, we trust you."

Finally, they chose to trust.

Lam Pham was very calm. Choosing to trust was a very normal situation. He didn't have those narcissistic thoughts about himself, but up until now, he felt his appearance should be one that wouldn't lie.

Very easily gains others' trust.

Lam Pham said, "Rest assured, I'm a good person. The survivors in Duong Quang Residential Area are also very good. You can pack some things, then we'll set off for Duong Quang Residential Area together. It would be best if you have a vehicle; that would be much more convenient."

Tran Hinh and her group could only choose to trust Lam Pham. Otherwise, what other choice did they have?

Soon, they returned to the building to pack. When they came out, everyone was carrying bags and holding various simple weapons. Wait a minute, what was the situation with the one holding a cleaver?

A young woman holding a cleaver; a terrifying image immediately appeared in his mind.

Tran Hinh drove a bus; in peacetime, she was a professional bus driver.

The group got on the bus.

Tran Hinh thought of the location of Duong Quang Residential Area in her mind, skillfully drove the vehicle, and slowly drove out. Everyone looked at the hideout they were leaving, wanting to say goodbye to this safe place that had protected them.

In their hearts, they were hoping for everything to be safe, that what the other party said was all true, and not to let their hopes completely turn into despair; that wasn't something they could bear.

"It's been a long time since I took a bus."

Lam Pham shifted his bottom, looking at the buildings outside the window, reminiscing about the past. Every day when he woke up, sometimes he would also take the bus to work. Such a life had already been integrated into his very bones.

No one had ever expected such a thing to suddenly happen.

The group looked at Lam Pham, having never seen such a calm person. If one had to say, it was that Ly Quan who could maintain composure from beginning to end; after all, zombies treated him as if he were transparent.

Only when things had become a foregone conclusion did they come to their senses, looking at this sword-carrying survivor, Lam Pham. Upon first meeting, not many words were exchanged. They merely saw him slaughtering zombies and finally chose to trust his words and leave with him.

To say they weren't nervous would be a lie.

Their lives were already in the other party's hands. When they reached his territory, they could only entrust themselves to fate.

At this moment.

Ly Quan stared, looking at the bus speeding away, looking dazed, as if seeing something unbelievable.

"It's them..."

He definitely wasn't mistaken; it was Tran Hinh's group of women. They had actually left their hideout. Where on earth was this bus going?

What puzzled him was.

He had clearly lured zombies there. Logically speaking, it should have been absolutely impossible for them to come out. What the hell was going on?

A bit dazed.

Even more so, a kind of fury.

He thought of the survivor he had just met. Could it be his doing?

The more he thought, the more likely it seemed.

Otherwise, with that horde of zombies, Tran Hinh and her group absolutely couldn't have dealt with them.

Thinking of this, Ly Quan clenched his fists, fiercely smashed the Coca-Cola can in his hand onto the ground, his expression extremely grim.

"Damn it, stinky bitches, you'd rather benefit someone else than let Old Me succeed! Fuck your mother!"

He ran to the middle of the road, looking into the distance; the bus was heading in that direction.

At this moment.

The speeding bus swayed, not because the road was uneven, but because the ground was littered with shattered zombie corpses. When the tires rolled over them, they shook, creaking and vibrating.

"The zombies here..."

Tran Hinh, while driving, looked at the situation ahead. It was too shocking; all were zombie corpses, looking extremely慘 (can - miserable/tragic). If she hadn't seen that there were no military, she would have thought the army had arrived and started clearing the city.

Many survivors in the bus peeked out the windows, their expressions similar to Tran Hinh's. When had they ever seen such a scene? What they used to see were lively, prancing zombies, full of aggression.

Tran Hinh turned her head to look at Lam Pham.

Lam Pham smiled faintly, "Drive safely, safety is most important. I killed all these zombies. Cleaning up the city environment is my responsibility."

Hearing the other party admit it himself, Tran Hinh gripped the steering wheel tightly, a monstrous wave rising in her heart, utterly horrified. Who on earth was he? How could he possess such terrifying strength?

Even though the apocalypse had come, she always thought this society was a normal society, that all sorts of chaotic things wouldn't appear. Even if Ly Quan was ignored by zombies, perhaps it was due to his individual physical peculiarity.

After meeting Lam Pham, she understood that the current situation might not be as simple as she thought.

"Please stop the bus."

Lam Pham spoke up.

Tran Hinh stepped on the brakes, looked at Lam Pham doubtfully, then only saw Lam Pham greet her and get off the bus, wanting to buy some things. She didn't know what he wanted to do.

She only saw Lam Pham walk into a daily necessities shop.

During that time, she thought of a possibility: could it be that the other party wanted to buy contraceptives?

Thinking of this.

She felt another wave of panic, then quickly shook her head. Not contraceptives; the shop's contraceptives were all displayed on a relatively conspicuous shelf near the cashier counter, convenient for others to buy when purchasing, taking advantage of paying, a slight movement of the hand, placed at the counter for payment, to avoid people standing in front of the contraceptive shelf, pondering, thinking about which kind to buy, being embarrassed if seen by others.

"Sister Hinh, what is he getting?" someone asked.

Tran Hinh shook her head; how would she know?

It was just that she kept staring at the situation inside. Soon, she saw the other party carrying a very large bag to the counter. Under her shocked gaze, the other party actually took the cashier's scanner and scanned the goods.

What was even more terrifying was that he was actually paying.

She saw with her own eyes him taking out a sum of money from his pocket, carefully counting it, counting very earnestly, his lips even moving, as if talking to someone. That mumbling appearance, for some reason, made people feel a little nervous watching him.

"He doesn't have some weird problem, does he?"

Tran Hinh frowned, muttering to herself, somewhat unable to figure it out.

Just as she was thinking, Lam Pham got on the bus with two large bags.

"Finished buying, you can drive now."

Tran Hinh looked and could clearly see that the bags contained sanitary pads.

Under apocalyptic conditions, what kind of mentality would a grown man have to think of buying these things?

Lam Pham sensed Tran Hinh's gaze.

And smiled faintly.

"These are sanitary pads. There are quite a few women in the Duong Quang Residential Area hideout, so the demand is also high. Even though it's the apocalypse now, some things are still indispensable."

Tran Hinh's mouth fell open, looking at him in astonishment, clearly somewhat unable to react.

The other female survivors in the bus nodded in strong agreement. Their gazes towards Lam Pham were somewhat different, with a kind of goodwill, a kind of admiration. They felt that a man who could say such words was definitely not bad. Involuntarily, their mood was not as tense as before.

If Lam Pham knew that buying sanitary pads for women could gain goodwill.

He would definitely have bought more.

Tran Hinh continued to drive, her mind in a whirl, and at the same time, full of many questions.

"Excuse me, why did you have to pay?"

Really, Lam Pham's behavior just now had truly shocked her, or rather, it made her not understand, completely not understanding what he was thinking.

Lam Pham said in surprise, "Isn't it normal to pay for things you buy?"

Tran Hinh: ...?

She was stumped by the question.

Thinking carefully, it seemed to make some sense, but that reasoning didn't hold water in the apocalypse. Forget it, better not to think about it. Until now, she just felt her head was like mush, constantly in a whirl.

Duong Quang Residential Area.

Tran Hinh drove the bus, staring at the iron fence ahead. That was Duong Quang Residential Area. She saw patrolmen standing on the surrounding rooftops. From this alone, she could tell that this hideout was much larger than she had imagined.

The other people also peeked out the bus windows.

The closer they got to Duong Quang Residential Area, the cleaner they found the roads to be; there wasn't even a ghost of a zombie. For them, this was truly incredibly unbelievable.

"Just park the bus outside," Lam Pham said.

Tran Hinh and her group got off the bus, looking at the surrounding situation. Inside this enclosing iron fence was Duong Quang Residential Area. It was just that what the situation inside was exactly, was still hard to say.

She prayed, "Oh heavens, please, give us hope. Absolutely don't let us enter a den of thieves and robbers, otherwise, we'll truly despair completely."

The gate opened.

When Quan Hao saw Lam Pham bring back so many young women, he was so shocked his eyes widened, staring somewhat entranced. Then, under the wary gazes of the young women, he smiled embarrassedly.

"Hello, big brother."

A very "social" greeting.

Lam Pham said, "They are survivors I brought back. From now on, they will be members of our hideout. The registration matters will trouble you."

"What are you saying, big brother? This is my job. We're dull, don't have many skills, can only do these simple tasks," Quan Hao said somewhat embarrassedly. Big brother was truly a good person, very polite to him. He liked this place very much and was willing to dedicate everything to this hideout in the apocalypse.

If anyone dared to destroy this place, he would fight them to the death.

Lam Pham walked in, "Please come in."

He knew they were still somewhat wary of him. He could understand; there was no other way. Anything needed to be personally experienced to know its truth or falsehood.

No matter who blew heavenly flowers in a chaotic fall, it was no match for one's own personal experience, which was now here. 

"Mm."

Tran Hinh was everyone's backbone. She lifted her heavy footsteps and walked inside. Don't just see this as a small step, but for their lives, it was an earth-shattering change.

For Tran Hinh, as she walked in, a bustling, noisy sound reached her ears.

She stared blankly at the scene before her.

People coming and going.

Everyone was busy, men and women, young and old. Seeing the smiles on their faces, and that kind of completely untroubled, easygoing expression, unperturbed by the apocalypse.

She felt like she had bet correctly.

Lam Pham said, "Actually, anyone who first comes here is like you, with all sorts of worried thoughts. Actually, I can understand this kind of thinking, so I've always thought, only by seeing with your own eyes can you understand."

Tran Hinh said slowly, "I think I understand now."

"That's good then. His name is Quan Hao, responsible for registration at the hideout. You can tell him your professions, and he will arrange things well for you."

Lam Pham looked at them with a faint smile. Besides Tran Hinh, there were fourteen other female survivors. They were also curiously looking around. Such a life was what they had in peacetime. Since the apocalypse came, they had never experienced it again.

"Then are there any rules and regulations here?" Tran Hinh asked.

She understood that any hideout was like a society, with leaders and various systems.

Lam Pham said, "Work hard, earn money to support your family, unite as one, and fight the apocalypse together."

Tran Hinh looked at Lam Pham, gradually becoming dazed, many question marks appearing in her mind.

Seeing they still hadn't adapted to this place.

Lam Pham was also in no hurry, "You can look around everywhere. I'll deliver the things back first."

Seeing Lam Pham was about to leave, Tran Hinh suddenly thought of Ly Quan, "Please wait a moment, I have something to say."

"What is it?"

Tran Hinh told him about being threatened by Ly Quan.

"Are you talking about that survivor who can be ignored by zombies?"

"Yes, that's him."

"Oh, no wonder he didn't seem like a good person. So that's how it is." Lam Pham had a sudden realization, finally understanding. At the same time, he paid more attention to this survivor. Being able to ignore zombies was a very terrifying ability, wasn't it?

Possessing a super movement mechanism.

If he could be ignored by evolved zombies, then he could freely kill evolved zombies and take the crystals from their heads. It was just that thinking of the other party being deluded by his ability, thereby doing whatever he wanted in the apocalypse, felt regrettable.

Thinking about their Duong Quang Residential Area survivors.

Everyone was very friendly, united. Why hadn't this kind of situation ever appeared?

Oh... Van Van counted as an Awakened.

It was just that she hadn't truly mastered her awakening yet, so she could only be considered half an Awakened.

Lam Pham saw Tran Hinh was a bit worried and comforted her, "It's okay. Once you're here, nothing will happen. Just stay here peacefully, and don't think too much about other things."

Hearing these words, Tran Hinh nodded.

Afterward, Lam Pham delivered the sanitary pads to Nhan Ny Ny, asking her to distribute them to the others. He couldn't possibly carry the bag around, asking each person, "What model do you need?"

Hearing it, it felt strange.

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