(1) Do You Know How Desperate I Was Back Then? (1)

"Another beautiful day."

Lam Pham looked at the clear blue sky, breathed in the fresh air, then watched Vuong Khai rubbing his eyes and slowly walking towards his post, and reminded him.

"Drink less, drinking hurts the body."

He reminded with a smile.

"Got it, Brother Lam. Next time I must drink in moderation. Waking up with a muddled head... If they hadn't said my alcohol tolerance was poor, I wanted to show them what a 'Waterworks Winery God' is, so I overdid it a little."

Vuong Khai felt that life now was really not bad, without much pressure. In the meantime, he thought of something.

"Brother Lam, the signalmen are repairing our network."

Hearing this, Lam Pham's eyes lit up, "Can we get online?"

"Mhm, but it's just a Local Area Network. Brother Lam, those websites you're thinking of might be a bit difficult. Large online games are also not possible; the servers of those game companies should have all crashed," Vuong Khai said.

Lam Pham said: "That's quite a pity."

Vuong Khai said: "However, Red Alert and Warcraft are still playable. When you want to play then, Brother Lam, just say the word, and I'll immediately have everyone go online. We'll hold a Duong Quang shelter game tournament."

He knew Brother Lam's preferences, so he had mentioned it to that group of signalmen.

He asked them, can our network do this?

The signalmen group was still very puzzled. In this apocalypse, what was the point of setting up a network?

When they learned it was Lam Pham who wanted to play online.

Without a second thought, they patted their chests and solemnly promised to resolve it. In their hearts, Lam Pham had sacrificed too much for the future, protecting too many survivors. Wasn't it just wanting a network?

A large network was temporarily difficult to manage, but setting up a Local Area Network for our Brother Lam was a simple matter.

Arrangements...

Lam Pham said expectantly: "That's really great. Although clearing the Hoang City zombies every morning keeps me very busy, if I can go online at night and play some fun games, that would also be a happy thing."

At this moment.

A group of signalmen were setting up the Local Area Network, and among them, a figure seemed completely out of place.

That's right, Dinh Dinh's father, Tran Hac, was mixed in with the signalmen.

Tran Hac originally didn't want to participate, but Old Man Vuong told him that since he had embarked on this path and had been reading books for so long, it would be a pity not to delve deeper.

There was no way; he could only reluctantly join.

Tran Hac, facing the signalmen's inquiries, spoke professional terms. No kidding, those books really weren't read in vain. He was clearly a novice, but during that period of study, he gradually became someone who was no longer a complete novice.

He also truthfully told the signalmen, "I, Tran Hac, am just a newcomer. If you let me install broadband, it will definitely be up to standard."

If it was about setting up a network, that would really be too difficult.

"It's okay, all skills are learned, not innate. You follow us, watch more, learn more, it's not that difficult."

The signalmen group were all very friendly and didn't despise Tran Hac just because he didn't know how.

People who possessed a skill wanted to teach others.

Now, with zombies rampant in the world, the living bore the responsibility of building civilization. If professional knowledge was completely断裂 (duànliè - fractured/broken), it would be a terrifying thing for humanity.

The Duong Quang shelter's method of letting children attend school was very good.

Although there were many professional subjects, they were all necessary.

Outside Hoang City, a steel beast was running, followed by a military transport truck.

Old Chung, wearing battle armor, sat in the back of the transport truck. As the vehicle swayed, the surrounding engineers cast envious glances.

Those wearing battle armor were all Awakened ones, possessing the ability to solo zombies.

The vehicle slowly stopped.

Rustle!

Chuc Thanh's voice came through the communication device.

"Old Chung, there are quite a few ordinary zombies around. No evolved zombies seen for now."

"Received," Old Chung replied. "Everyone, wait in the vehicle for now. We'll clear out some zombies."

After speaking, he jumped down from the back of the transport, grabbed his shield, took his straight blade, and banged it against the surface of the shield. "Thump thump," it sounded, attracting the surrounding zombies.

Diep Thien knelt on one knee on the roof of the steel beast, her gun ready.

Dong Gia, Old Chung, and Chu Duong were ready for battle at any time.

"Meow meow..."

The roars of zombies came. Zombies sporadically rushed over from all directions. Looking at the ugly appearance of this group of zombies, they all showed expressions of disgust.

Dong Gia sighed, "Unfortunately, there are no evolved zombies. If only there were evolved zombies, how good would that be."

Chu Duong glanced at Dong Gia. My goodness, were little girls nowadays all so ferocious?

Chu Duong also wanted to show off in front of everyone, "How about we see who kills more zombies?"

Biu!

Biu!

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the heads of the rushing zombies directly explode. Turning his head to look, he saw Diep Thien had already opened fire, reaping them like chives.

Old Chung said: "Don't compare. Diep Thien kills the most. If it were evolved zombies, it would be easier to say. But these ordinary zombies, she might not necessarily win against Tinh."

In the gap of conversation.

Several zombies rushed in front of Old Chung. Old Chung, already accustomed to fighting zombies, sent one flying with a shield bash. The straight blade in his hand even more decisively cut open the heads of ordinary zombies.

A series of smooth movements left Chu Duong dumbfounded.

His experience in hunting zombies was not as rich as Old Chung's and the others'.

Nor was he as decisive as them, but he could still easily hunt zombies.

The engineers on the transport truck blinked, admiring and exclaiming in amazement.

"Too strong."

"Yeah, the stamina and speed of these ordinary zombies have reached their peak. Ordinary humans would find it very difficult to deal with them. I didn't expect that in their hands, they are like chickens, with no difficulty at all."

"This is the combination of awakened abilities and battle armor, erupting with unimaginable power."

"The future is always bright. Although the "Zombie Picture Book" records many terrifying zombies, let's not forget, we still have Lam Pham protecting us."

Mentioning Lam Pham, everyone became as if crazed.

Endless hope suddenly erupted in their hearts.

Just in the short while they were talking.

The ground was littered with zombie corpses.

"Cleaned up. You can get out of the car."

Old Chung stepped on and crushed the head of a zombie that had rolled under his feet, scraped off the viscous bloodstains on his straight blade, and shouted towards the group.

A group of engineers quickly got out of the car and scouted the surrounding situation.

They were now making preparations for future matters.

Hoang City's geographical environment was relatively special. Its connection with the outside world was through four major bridges. These four major bridges connected to all directions. After Lam Pham cleaned up the zombies in Hoang City.

Their proposal was to implement control, or to blow up the width of the major bridges, leaving a passage for external vehicles to run.

Therefore.

This group of engineers came to the major bridge early to scout the situation.

Professional matters should be left to professionals.

Old Chung and the others observed the surroundings. Chuc Thanh also stood on the roof of the vehicle, watching the surrounding situation. Once zombies appeared, he would know and promptly notify them, so they could make preparations to eliminate them early.

At this moment.

There was a rumbling sound in the sky.

Looking up.

The transport plane went out on patrol again, scattering "Zombie Picture Book" and serum.

The entire Duong Quang shelter operated in an orderly manner. Everyone had their own tasks to complete. And this group of them, wearing battle armor, basically went out to perform missions, protecting ordinary people.

"Going out to distribute supplies again. I wonder how many innocent survivors can receive them."

Old Chung thought, his eyes always filled with expectant hope.

••••••

The street.

Lam Pham cleared zombies as usual. His Frostmourne was already thoroughly dulled from chopping. Countless zombies had died tragically under his sword.

The sword representing evil now radiated light, transformed into a sword of salvation and righteousness.

He looked at the street full of corpses.

"The only headache is how to clean up the corpses."

Wanting to clean up the zombie corpses in the entire city, that workload was terrifying. It wasn't possible to transport countless corpses. If tools were used for cleaning, how many tools would be needed to do it?

Just then.

He noticed the ground was shaking.

It was as if a mighty army was running.

Regarding this situation, he definitely wouldn't think it was something humans could do. The only ones who could achieve this were definitely zombies, and the number of zombies was absolutely enormous.