(2) Do You Know How Desperate I Was Back Then? (2)

"Is it that kind of zombie causing trouble again?"

Lam Pham leaped up, jumped to a rooftop, and chased after the source of the sound. Very quickly, he saw the street packed with zombies, and this group of zombies was actually heading in the same direction.

"Able to attract countless zombies, what kind of zombie has such an ability?"

Lam Pham pondered. In his mind, there were only a few types of zombies that possessed this kind of ability.

He suddenly thought of a good idea.

A happy smile appeared on his face.

The best way to deal with zombies indeed relied on strength, but accelerating the speed of zombie cleanup could also be achieved by relying on zombies.

Just like the Screamer-type zombie.

He headed forward.

A moment later.

He finally reached the source. In his vision, a zombie was curled up there, with many blood vessel-like threads emerging from its back. These threads connected to the arriving zombies.

"This is a Lord."

He recognized what kind of zombie this was at a glance.

He had killed one before; the center of the corpse ball surrounded by countless zombies was precisely this kind of zombie.

"I didn't expect Hoang City to still have such zombies. This is truly a very fortunate thing."

Lam Pham sat cross-legged on the edge of the rooftop, waiting quietly. This Lord was still attracting surrounding zombies and hadn't reached its peak. If it was eliminated too early, it would lose its value.

The waiting process was dull.

He dangled his legs, meticulously observing the zombies below heading towards the Lord.

"It's wearing a uniform; it must have been a student before. What a pity... If it could have studied hard, perhaps it could have become a doctor or a lawyer in the future."

"This zombie has a thick gold chain around its neck and faint tattoos on its arms. Its physique is so robust; its personality must be very bad."

"That one wearing a suit and leather shoes must have been on his way to work. Perhaps he never expected to encounter such a thing on his way to work."

In the apocalypse, it was very easy to make an ordinary person abnormal.

If he were like before, always thinking of living alone, he would probably often mutter to himself in endless loneliness, appearing not quite normal.

Fortunately, there were many survivors accompanying him.

Old Man Vuong had a great influence on him, often chatting with him about interesting and respectable matters.

Sometimes, it would even make him reflect.

"It's good. Life has its bitterness and sweetness, but as long as one works hard, most of the time, it's still especially sweet."

Just then.

Lam Pham saw Officer Hoang actually appear among the horde of corpses not far away, constantly pushing aside the surrounding zombies, even violently attacking and blowing up the heads of ordinary zombies.

"Oh no, Officer Hoang, who hates evil like an enemy, has discovered the Lord. He must know the danger once the Lord forms, so he wants to nip the Lord in the bud."

"A fully formed corpse ball is indeed extremely formidable, but the Lord's own strength is still somewhat weak."

"This won't do."

Lam Pham instantly leaped down, increased his speed, his figure becoming invisible. Wherever he passed, for ordinary zombies, it was as if a gust of wind had swept through.

In an instant.

The street hadn't changed much. For the zombies heading towards the Lord, it also felt as if a gust of wind had blown past. If one looked carefully, perhaps one would find that a zombie had inexplicably disappeared from the horde just now.

At this moment.

Rooftop.

Officer Hoang was still shrieking. He sensed the Lord's existence; that was a zombie whose dangerous aura had reached its limit. He wanted to eliminate it, but immediately after, Officer Hoang's expression was a bit dazed.

"My goodness, I was just in the horde of corpses, rudely pushing and blowing up surrounding zombies. How did I suddenly appear here in the blink of an eye?"

"Officer Hoang, what a coincidence." Lam Pham greeted Officer Hoang with a smile.

When Officer Hoang realized it was Lam Pham, he raised his head and made a "meow meow" sound, as if saying, "Stinky brat, what trick are you playing?"

Lam Pham said: "Officer Hoang, don't be angry, listen to my explanation. Come, let's sit on the edge, dangle our legs, watch, and listen to me."

A moment later.

One person and one household sat side by side harmoniously and lovingly.

Of course, for Lam Pham, he had never regarded Officer Hoang as a zombie, always as a person. It was just that Officer Hoang understood his own strength; a human body might not be able to fight against zombies, so he turned into a zombie, using zombie strength to hunt zombies, to protect the peace of Hoang City.

"Meow meow..."

Officer Hoang let out a low growl.

Lam Pham said: "Officer Hoang, I know it's a Lord, and I also know the destructive power of the corpse ball it forms. But I'm waiting, intentionally. You know my thoughts; I just want to eliminate all zombies. Clearing them street by street is really too slow. So, the Lord gathering the zombies together is a perfect help for me."

Officer Hoang tilted his head and looked at Lam Pham with a stunned expression.

Lam Pham smiled and looked at Officer Hoang. He knew Officer Hoang could definitely understand his words. As for what Officer Hoang said, he actually didn't know either, but combining it with the current situation, it was still very easy to understand.

Even if he guessed wrong, Officer Hoang couldn't tell others.

"Okay...."

A gloomy, not quite accurate tone came.

In that instant, Lam Pham stared blankly at Officer Hoang, "You... You can talk now?"

He had always hoped Officer Hoang could speak. Other zombies could talk; why couldn't Officer Hoang talk? Thinking about it, it felt like a very reliable matter.

Officer Hoang, "Ooh ooh..."

Lam Pham smiled, "I knew Officer Hoang could talk. Other zombies are evolving, and you are also evolving. I think one day, I will definitely be able to have a good exchange with Officer Hoang."

He didn't let Officer Hoang say more.

Perhaps for the current Officer Hoang, being able to say one or two words was somewhat difficult.

Officer Hoang didn't move but, like Lam Pham, watched the world-shaking scene below. Countless zombies fused towards the Lord. Now, the Lord was already covered by zombies, and the corpse ball was constantly growing larger.

From one person at the beginning to now the size of a villa.

And it was still constantly growing larger.

Lam Pham said: "Officer Hoang, do you still remember the situation when we first met? At that time, were you always wondering who was sending you prisoners?"

Officer Hoang didn't speak, always observing the situation below.

Perhaps he was worried about the Lord's situation.

In contrast, Lam Pham appeared very calm, not paying attention to the current situation, and continued: "That's right, it was actually me. It's just that at the beginning, I also didn't expect there to be someone like Officer Hoang."

"Meow meow..." Officer Hoang growled lowly, the general meaning being "shut up."

Lam Pham smiled and said: "It seems Officer Hoang is also very happy."

Officer Hoang: ...?

Not long after.

The size of the corpse ball grew larger and larger, already as tall as a skyscraper. This had attracted all the surrounding zombies, and this kind of physique would continue to grow.

The corpse ball could move. Buildings in its path would be crushed into ruins, and zombies passing by would join the corpse ball, continuing to strengthen it.

As for how strong it could become.

It was hard to say.

At this moment.

Lam Pham stood up. There wasn't a single zombie left around. Next was when he would start clearing.

Of course, before taking action.

He aimed his camera at the huge corpse ball before him, pressed the shutter, click click, permanently recording the image before him. These could be precious images.

Very few people could photograph from such a close distance.

After finishing the photography.

"Officer Hoang, I'm taking action."

He jumped down and rushed towards the corpse ball. Faced with such a behemoth, Lam Pham's body appeared extremely small, as small as an ant.

He held Frostmourne, waved his arm, and slashed towards the corpse ball at high speed. An invisible sword gleam instantly erupted, forming an intersecting large net, instantly enveloping the corpse ball.

[Killed Zombie]

[Points +1]

[Killed Zombie]

[Points +1]

Rumble!

The corpse ball instantly shattered. Countless corpse pieces and viscous blood, like a river breaking its banks, rolled onto the ground, spreading fiercely, dyeing the surrounding buildings red.

Snap!

Only one zombie with countless blood vessel threads writhing on its back survived.

Lam Pham was very satisfied with the current situation. The number hunted just now was very large, a bit frighteningly large.

He came before the Lord.

Looking down from above.

"Hello, thank you for your efforts just now," Lam Pham said with a smile.

The Lord before him was just like the Screamer-type zombie, truly a meritorious official in clearing zombies. If not for its efforts, wanting to clear them so quickly would truly be a somewhat difficult matter.

The Lord raised its head, looking at the human before it with some confusion, as if it still didn't know what exactly had just happened.

It was enveloped by the corpse horde, manipulated, forming a terrifying corpse ball. Before it could properly enjoy the pleasure within, it damn well reverted to its original form.

"Roar!"

The unbearable Lord ferociously charged towards Lam Pham, wanting to tear the hateful human before it into pieces.

If it were in the past.

Lam Pham would have long since severed the Lord's head with one sword strike.

But he didn't now.

Zombies that could render meritorious service often needed to be treated well.

He grabbed the Lord's neck with one hand, holding it in his hand, letting the bloody threads on the Lord's back wrap around his arm, not even feeling a thing.

He looked up towards Officer Hoang, waved his hand, "Officer Hoang, come down."

Officer Hoang stood up and leaped down. Having clearly evolved to this extent, height was no longer too big of a problem for Officer Hoang.

Plop!

The blood on the ground was a bit viscous and smooth.

Officer Hoang, wanting to land more handsomely, directly tripped and fell, his posture very awkward.

Lam Pham blinked, carrying the Lord, and hurriedly ran over, "Officer Hoang, are you okay?"

Officer Hoang slowly stood up, raised his head, and gave Lam Pham a deep look. He said nothing, not even a single "di di" sound, and directly turned and left.

It was as if, for Officer Hoang, he also knew his situation was a bit awkward, so leaving early was the correct choice.

"Officer Hoang, I won't hand this zombie over to you. I still have use for it. See you later..."

Lam Pham shouted towards that departing figure.

Until Officer Hoang disappeared from sight.

Lam Pham sized up the Lord and, without thinking, took out his camera again and photographed the Lord's true form.

"Stand still, don't move. Your true form is very important. You don't want me to photograph you so ugly, do you?"

Regardless of whether the Lord could understand.

What needed to be said still had to be said.

Perhaps a friendly exchange could shorten the distance between the two parties, who knows.

After resolving everything.

He increased his speed and left this place, heading to a new location where there were also many ordinary zombies.

He placed the Lord among the ordinary zombie horde.

Then he quickly went to a skyscraper rooftop, quietly waiting, hoping the Lord could continue to work hard and once again form a terrifying corpse ball.

"Huh, it didn't work?"

Lam Pham found that the Lord seemed a bit listless, especially from the writhing trend of the bloody threads on its back.

"No fighting spirit?"