(2) He's a straightforward person, and I am too (2)

Far away, Chu Duong, observing through binoculars, muttered to himself, "This guy, if he hadn't awakened this kind of ability, he would have courted death by his own actions long ago. Damn it, Old Heaven is truly unfair, actually letting this kind of idiot awaken such a domineering ability."

At this moment.

Chu Chan grabbed the dagger with his bare hand, snatched it, and under the shocked gazes of the bodyguards, he scraped the dagger across his own throat, producing a crackling sound from the friction.

The scene was horrifying, shocking.

"Are you trying to scratch an itch for me with this toy?"

He loved to see the shocked expressions on those people's faces. This feeling was truly exhilarating, just like the showing-off plotlines he often saw in novels, feeling the sensation of being worshipped amidst everyone's astonished gazes.

Of course, he preferred it even more when others, in panic, knelt before him begging for mercy, especially those of higher status; that gave him an even greater sense of satisfaction.

Now, the shock was there, so next up was the satisfying feeling of being begged for mercy.

"Ha Khanh, do you feel it's extremely unbelievable? What's appearing before your eyes now is a god of the apocalypse! If you kneel and beg me now, I might not kill you."

Chu Chan said.

Ha Khanh clenched his fists. Another non-human had appeared.

He had never felt so powerless.

But at this moment.

Ha Khanh's eyes lit up. He saw a figure appear; it was the figure he had hoped and longed for a thousand, ten thousand times.

"Has someone already been sacrificed?"

Lam Pham saw several corpses killed by firearms, feeling very regretful. He cleared zombies all day long precisely in the hope of providing a safe environment for everyone. Without the threat of zombies, survivors could live.

But where there are people, there is conflict.

This was an unavoidable matter.

Hearing the voice, Chu Chan turned his head, saw a stranger carrying a sword, frowned, "Who the damn hell are you?"

"Lam Pham, an ordinary citizen," Lam Pham said.

Such a familiar name.

Chu Chan thought, and unexpectedly remembered the person Chu Duong had mentioned earlier.

"Damn it, I don't care who you are. Meddling in other people's business means death."

Chu Chan was a straightforward person, absolutely wouldn't ask the other party an extra question. He grabbed his shotgun ("sprayer"), aimed at Lam Pham, and directly opened fire. A nameless nobody wasn't worth him wasting more words on.

The moment he fired, Lam Pham instantly appeared in front of Chu Chan, one sword strike lashing out, the sword light glinting.

Swish!

Chu Chan, the crazed expression on his face, maintained the exact same look as just now.

Immediately after, a terrifying thing happened.

His head split open, and his body was actually directly bisected.

He was straightforward; Lam Pham was equally straightforward. In terms of self-defense, he never hesitated; protecting his own life was paramount.

He frequently encountered this type of situation and gradually got used to it.

Ha Khanh knew Lam Pham was very strong, but seeing this now, he was equally shocked.

This person before him was an Awakened.

Just now, he had seen with his own eyes the other party scrape a dagger across his throat.

There wasn't even a scratch.

But even such an Awakened was still severed by a single sword strike.

"Such a savage person."

Lam Pham shook his head. Just asking who he was, and he instantly made a move. Lam Pham knew the other party was holding a shotgun, its power immense. If hit at close range, his clothes would definitely be torn.

No other way, he could only strike.

"Big brother..."

The survivors holding firearms cried out in alarm, everyone aiming at Lam Pham.

Lam Pham said, "You have all seriously violated the law. I advise you to best lay down your weapons and follow me to see Officer Hoang. Don't stray further and further down the wrong path."

"You must understand how to cherish your hard-earned lives."

He earnestly persuaded.

Rat-tat-tat...

Gunfire erupted.

This group of survivors following Chu Chan directly opened fire, wanting to turn the person before them into a wasp's nest.

Swish!

Swish!

Swish!

An elusive figure, only the glint of a sword flashing. In an instant, this group of gun-wielding survivors split apart, even the guns in their hands were damaged.

Ha Khanh was like a small boat in a strong wind, watching quietly, as if watching a deity.

The bodyguards beside him were the same.

Duong Thanh, who was scavenging on the May Man Hao, was dumbfounded. Seeing the bloody ground, many people were vomiting.

Far away.

Chu Duong suddenly stood up, his eyes wide, his expression shocked to the extreme. If before he was like watching a play, then now he deeply felt how terrifying the situation over there was.

Han Suong's words echoed in his mind.

He muttered to himself.

"How can he be strong to this extent?"

Chu Chan's awakened ability was extremely terrifying, but in his eyes, even such a terrifying ability was still split in two.

"They were right. My thoughts indeed need to change."

"Some things are not as I thought."

"Similarly... I should be prepared."

Chu Duong turned and left the rooftop. He had more important things to do. He felt that his role as an "Old Sixth" this time had been too valuable; it had truly given him a correct outlook on life.

May Man Hao.

"Thank you..."

Ha Khanh came forward to express his gratitude. At the same time, the recent encounter had changed his thinking. The current apocalypse was different from the apocalypse he had imagined.

If Awakened ones hadn't appeared before, he felt he had the ability to develop in this apocalypse.

But today, it felt like playing a game. The plan was clearly laid out, but then some ridiculously overpowered monsters appeared. "Our game has absolutely no pay-to-win elements; everyone starts at the same point."

But who would have thought, suddenly, pay-to-win players appeared, their equipment stats terrifyingly augmented. Free-to-play players, encountering these existences, were like little chicks, one slash per kill.

How could one still play?

Play my ass.

"No need. If you want to thank someone, thank Chu Duong from the Bank Hideout. He was the one who notified me," Lam Pham said.

"Chu Duong..."

Ha Khanh knew him. He hadn't expected it was him who notified Lam Pham. Then he must have known early on. Perhaps this guy wanted to pull Chu Duong in to seize the place, Chu Duong didn't agree, and conveniently notified Lam Pham.

Only this could explain how Chu Duong knew.

At this moment.

Lam Pham looked at the terrified survivors on the deck. Some were still not in a good state, still sallow and emaciated.

"Mr. Ha, you have provided a safe hideout, but their situation is not good. Indeed, people have to rely on themselves, but if you can extend a helping hand, I think it will be better."

"Just like helping me out of this situation, right?"

Hearing Lam Pham say these things.

Ha Khanh said firmly, "Well said, well said. I know what to do. Mutual help is the beginning of fighting the apocalypse together. I understand."

If this were his first meeting with Lam Pham.

Ha Khanh, hearing this, would at most just smile. How could there be such a naive person in the world?

But when the other party possessed absolute strength.

This kind of casual suggestion was like a heavenly mandate. He would absolutely take it seriously, absolutely abide by it. This was also an inherent characteristic.

A very realistic matter.

The opinions of common folk, one listens and just smiles. What kind of opinions are these? Simply bullshit.

But if a figure rises from among the common folk, then these opinions become sacred decrees, and one would absolutely do their utmost to arrange things properly.

Lam Pham smiled and said, "Although you're not a very good person, you're not bad to that extent either. Otherwise, you wouldn't be staying here, but would have been sent by me to Officer Hoang's place."

"Of course, that you can take in so many survivors is also a good thing."

Lam Pham looked at this group of survivors. People's hearts are hard to fathom. Once broken, wanting to mend them requires time to slowly recover. But some people are inherently bad by nature and cannot be changed.

He clearly could have waved his hand and sent this group of survivors to Duong Quang Residential Area, but that would be a kind of torment for the other survivors in Duong Quang.

So all he could do was offer some slight advice.

I am not a Saint, nor am I a savior. I am just an ordinary person walking in Hoang City, thinking of clearing zombies, bringing true hope to those who are full of hope.

Ha Khanh was very embarrassed; the other party spoke really straightforwardly.

At the same time, he was also relieved.

Change, definitely rectify and reform.

...

West Post Hideout.

Chu Duong brought his convoy here again. Driving all the way, when they encountered zombies, they didn't engage in direct conflict but directly stepped on the accelerator to avoid them. These zombies were numerous; killing them was endless.

His mood was very heavy, his mind constantly replaying the scene he had witnessed.

It was astonishing.

It was terrifying.

It concerned his future development. He now truly believed Han Suong's words: that Lam Pham, who carried a sword, was determined to clear the zombies of Hoang City, to clean them all out.

It might actually be possible.

Once that time comes, Hoang City will truly become an important place. If he commits many evil deeds in Hoang City, he will definitely be finished.

As a subordinate went ahead and opened the gate, they headed inside.

"Who's there?"

A male survivor holding a gun snapped. Just as he was about to raise his gun, a female figure appeared before him with extreme speed, and a saber slit his throat.

The other party clutched his throat, fresh blood gushing out.

Chu Duong walked inside. He had come to seize Chu Chan's supplies.

He ordered his subordinates to move the supplies onto the vehicles.

"Brother Chu, come take a look."

At this moment.

The female Awakened came out of a house and called out to Chu Duong, her expression somewhat grave, as if she had seen some terrifying scene.

Chu Duong, puzzled, walked inside.

Soon, he arrived before a room.

He stood at the doorway, his expression shocked. The room was rather dim, with a pungent, nauseating smell. He turned on the light and clearly saw the situation inside.

There were several survivors.

All female.

Naked.

Covered in blood.

"Tieu Hong, go see if any are still alive." Chu Duong leaned against the wall, not looking inside.

"Mm."

The speed-type Awakened, Tieu Hong, endured the smell, went inside, and checked the condition of these women.

Chu Duong looked at the ceiling. Chu Chan, ah, you truly are a beast. He knew that for some living men, their minds seemed to be full of that stuff. They thought about it before, and even more so in the apocalypse. Without any restraints, they completely unleashed themselves, and their methods were extremely cruel.

Anyone who saw it would have to curse, "Beast!"

Soon.

Tieu Hong came out.

Chu Duong looked at Tieu Hong's reddened eyes and asked quietly, "What's the situation?"

Tieu Hong said, "A total of five people. Four are alive, but very weak, might die at any time. And the dead one was still a child."

"Damn it, f*ck!"

Chu Duong sighed, "Go dress them. I'll call people to carry them back. As long as there's a breath left, it's good. When we get to the hideout, we'll treat them."

"Mm." Tieu Hong went back inside.

Chu Duong left, called over a few subordinates. At his place, such a thing would absolutely never happen, just like at Ha Khanh's side, this kind of thing was forbidden.

If it was mutual consent, no one could interfere.

Thinking of Chu Chan and his group being cut in two by Lam Pham's sword, they didn't die in vain.

Indeed, Old Heaven still has eyes; evil people will definitely be punished.

Soon, with everyone's help, the four women were carried into the vehicles. Chu Duong looked at Tieu Hong, "What's wrong?"

Tieu Hong said, "Brother Chu, I buried that child."

"Mm, let's go quickly then."

"Thank you, Brother Chu."

Chu Duong, waiting in the car, lit a cigarette, looking at the surrounding situation. This time, the harvest was extremely bountiful. Chu Chan was truly arrogant, but he was also really good at collecting things.

Firearms, grenades, bullets, and the like, many of them.

Food supplies were also not lacking.

He thought about how to proceed in the future. Starting from a single truck, developing to now having over twenty members plus the Bank Hideout, he considered his development in the apocalypse to be quite capable.

After all, he himself had awakened, and he had also taken in Tieu Hong, this Awakened one.

His overall strength was not bad.

Previously, he had refused Han Suong's kind offer to go to Duong Quang Residential Area because he wanted to develop his own power in the apocalypse, to become a powerful overlord of a region.

But now, he had witnessed Lam Pham's situation with his own eyes.

His thoughts had wavered.

Of course, if he could awaken and evolve to be as strong as Lam Pham, then he could sit as an equal, without needing to care about others' restraints.

He knew, it wasn't just him thinking this way.

Even Ha Khanh was the same. Ha Khanh's respect for Lam Pham was built upon Lam Pham's formidable strength. If Ha Khanh could awaken and also strengthen, then his ambition would still emerge.

A wolf travels a thousand li to eat meat; a dog travels a thousand li to eat shit. Give a dog a little food, give it a lot, and it will be tamed. A wolf is not easily tamed; even if it is tamed, it's because the other party is stronger than it.

...

Outside Duong Quang Residential Area.

Tu Dung drove the car, accelerator pressed to the floor, his heart extremely anxious. When he reached the outside of the iron fence, as soon as the car stopped, he got out. Being relatively rushed, he stumbled and fell, then scrambled and rolled over.

"Open the gate! Open the gate!"

Quan Hao had seen him before. He came down from the shop's rooftop platform, opened the gate, only to see Tu Dung rush in and grab Quan Hao's hands, "Mr. Lam, where is he? Quick, let me see Mr. Lam!"

Quan Hao felt this Tu Dung was as if frightened by something.

He looked towards Lam Pham, who was chatting with Vuong Khai in the distance.

"Big brother, someone is looking for you."

Tu Dung let go of Quan Hao and ran at high speed towards Lam Pham. Lam Pham turned his head, looked at the approaching Tu Dung, somewhat puzzled. Strange, he's not at the May Man Hao, what's he doing running here?

Thump!

Just as Lam Pham was about to speak, Tu Dung directly knelt before Lam Pham, grabbing Lam Pham's trouser leg, "Mr. Lam, please help! I beg you, please help!"

Lam Pham: ...?

"What's the matter?"

He was truly a bit dazed.

Tu Dung said, "Mr. Lam, a group of survivors with guns has entered our May Man Hao, killed some people. Master Ha sent me to seek help. I drove all the way here, not daring to stop and rest for a moment. Mr. Lam, please help us! Please come with me now! I'm afraid if we're late, it'll be too late!"

"Huh?" Lam Pham was completely thrown into a daze.

His mind was blank.

"Wait a minute, are you talking about someone with white hair?" Lam Pham asked.

"Yes, that's him!" Tu Dung said hurriedly. Immediately after, he looked at Lam Pham differently, "Mr. Lam, how did you know?"

Lam Pham said helplessly, "Your speed is a bit slow. I've already been there earlier and resolved the matter. It's nothing, don't be nervous."

Then he spoke to Vuong Khai, asking Vuong Khai to get a bottle of iced Coca-Cola for the other party to quench his thirst.

Seeing him so anxious, his head covered in sweat.

Soon.

Lam Pham escorted a dazed Tu Dung to the gate.

"Go back, it's already resolved. Drink the Coca-Cola, drive slowly," Lam Pham instructed.

Tu Dung stared blankly, a scenario playing out in his mind: just as he had left, Mr. Lam had arrived, resolved the situation, and returned – all of this, back and forth, faster than he could drive.

"Oh."

Tu Dung turned his head back every three steps, looking at Lam Pham.

Back in the car.

Tu Dung looked at the iced Coca-Cola in his hand, then at Lam Pham standing at the gate, waving at him.

"Then, Mr. Lam, I'm heading back."

"Mm, go back then."