(3) Do You Know How Desperate I Was Back Then? (3)

Lam Pham pondered. The more he thought, the more he felt this was possible. To form a corpse ball, a huge amount of mental state was definitely needed.

Thinking of this.

He felt he should do something.

He couldn't just sit idly by.

Walking into the zombie horde, right in front of the zombies, he lifted the Lord's neck and sped off into the distance.

"Splat!"

Lam Pham cut open the head of a Tyrant Zombie, took out the black crystal within, and placed it before the Lord.

"Here, eat the crystal."

The crystal contained zombie energy. Officer Hoang could absorb the energy within the crystal to evolve himself. Of course, the flesh and blood of Awakened ones were most helpful for Officer Hoang's evolution.

The Lord kept its mouth shut, not swallowing the black crystal before it.

Lam Pham pried open the Lord's mouth and stuffed the crystal in. He just wanted to know if crystals were useful to the Lord.

As expected.

After using the crystal.

He found that the Lord's mental state had greatly improved.

"It's good that it's useful."

Very quickly, Lam Pham captured the Lord and walked on the path of searching for evolved zombies. Crystals below black could be given to the Lord at will; precious crystals would not be wasted.

After a while.

The Lord finally recovered its mental state. However, for the Lord, it felt very ashamed. Possessing a red crystal, it dared not say it was top-tier among zombie species, but it was also not comparable to just any zombie.

To be casually toyed with by a human.

Anyone encountering this would find it unbearable.

At this moment.

Lam Pham landed on the rooftop of a building, looking down at the Lord on the street. The Lord, having recovered its mental state, should be about to start forming a corpse ball again.

It was just that what he hadn't expected was...

The Lord also raised its head, staring at Lam Pham. The two sides looked at each other.

If they could communicate.

Then this exchange of dialogue might be like this.

Lam Pham: Continue forming the corpse ball.

Lord: No... I don't want to.

Lam Pham frowned and pondered, "The Lord knows I'm waiting for it to form a corpse ball again, so it's unwilling to do so. It also understands that under my attention, even if it forms a corpse ball, it will be destroyed, right?"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but exclaim in amazement. The higher the evolutionary level of a zombie, the more likely it truly had its own thoughts.

If that's the case.

In an instant, Lam Pham vanished without a trace, completely disappearing from the rooftop of this building.

The Lord's expression was slightly stunned, as if it hadn't expected the other party to suddenly disappear. It observed, searched, but still couldn't find Lam Pham's figure.

At this moment, Lam Pham was secretly peeking from the shadows.

In the meantime.

He actually saw the Lord starting to form a corpse ball again.

"Good, very good. Just as I speculated, the Lord has some brains, but definitely not much."

While waiting.

Lam Pham took out a map and looked at the places drawn on it. With the continuous cleanup during this period, the uncleared areas in Hoang City were gradually shrinking.

"According to this development and the distribution of zombies, there aren't as many as I imagined. Or is it that many people couldn't turn into zombies and were bitten by a group of zombies simultaneously when the apocalypse first erupted, eventually becoming corpses?"

He knew the habits of zombies; they liked to bite necks. If the bite was a little larger, the neck could even be bitten off.

"And under circumstances I'm unaware of, zombies left Hoang City and wandered to other places. This is also not impossible."

Lam Pham took the apocalypse very seriously.

He once fantasized, could he return to the past, and everything would be as if it never happened.

Thinking of this.

Lam Pham sighed, "If time could really be reversed, how good would that be? Unfortunately... I know all of this is impossible."

Under the circumstance that reversing time was impossible.

The only thing he could do was to clear out a clean city for the living.

Hoang City was his hometown.

He was born here, lived here, and all his memories were here.

Relying on the remaining survivors, whether they could return to their former prosperity, he had no confidence in his heart. He could only think of working hard, at least ensuring that before the inheritance of civilization perished, every living survivor could be happy, not tormented by the apocalypse, and not worry about the dark humanity under the apocalypse.

He knew the survivors of the Duong Quang shelter regarded him as their only hope, their light.

He was willing to become such a ray of light, giving them confidence and a future.

Just as he was thinking about these things.

He found that the corpse ball had formed again, and it was even larger than the previous one. Sure enough, whether the Lord was strong or not really depended on whether there were many zombies around.

Lam Pham stood up, not hiding his presence in the slightest, holding Frostmourne, feeling the energy Frostmourne brought.

Swinging.

Sword light flickered.

Splat!

Splat!

[Killed Zombie]

[Points +1]

The street was covered with viscous blood.

The Lord was a zombie, couldn't speak, its eyes were grayish-white. But even with grayish-white eyes, for some reason, at this moment, the gaze it directed at Lam Pham seemed full of despair.

This kind of despair was even deeper than human despair.

"Sorry, I'm not leaving," Lam Pham apologized.

He knew what he did was very excessive.

It was like a child playing with a mud pie, painstakingly building a castle, and before he could properly admire it, Lam Pham kicked it down. He wanted to resist but couldn't win. Taking advantage of Lam Pham's departure, he painstakingly held back his pee and built another castle. But who would have thought, it was damn kicked down again.

This kind of blow was not something an ordinary person could withstand.

"Sigh."

Lam Pham could see the Lord's despair. It might be difficult to get the other party to continue forming corpse balls. Even if it could still form corpse balls, it would definitely take a lot of time.

With that kind of time, it would be better for him to clear them himself.

Thinking of this.

A sword light flashed, splat, a head flew into the air. Another sword strike, directly cutting the head in mid-air. A red crystal fell from the sky.

Reaching out, he caught the crystal and contentedly put it in his bag.

Lam Pham didn't even glance at the Lord's corpse, leaped up, and rushed in another direction.

Night.

Lam Pham, back home, spread the crystals accumulated during this period on the table.

"132 white crystals, eighty-seven black ones, thirty-eight light yellow ones, eleven golden ones, six red ones, one brown one, and two multi-colored ones."

Counting the harvest.

Still quite satisfied.

"Enhancing battle armor is necessary, and awakened abilities also need to be enhanced. Currently, Dong Gia, Diep Thien, and Old Chung's abilities need enhancement, which definitely requires light yellow crystals."

Thinking of some things.

Lam Pham was unwilling to be a lone hero, unwilling to become the sole faith in the hearts of the living. He hoped the living would know that they too could become heroes. As long as you believe, then you can definitely achieve it.

He stood up, walked into the bathroom. After a hard day, his mental state was very good, and his whole body was still full of strength.

Picking up his toothbrush, he went into the shower room, showering while brushing his teeth.

This could save time.

Looking at the interface, adding points. The only pleasure was watching this string of numbers increase, his own strength being enhanced.

[Name]: Lam Pham.

[Strength]: 3025680. (Infinite)

[Stamina]: 1695280. (Infinite)

[Speed]: 1626760. (Infinite)

[Points]: 9.

"A large amount of numbers, every point is related to zombies."

He clenched his fists tightly, able to feel his body brimming with power. This power could blast apart unimaginable existences. With one punch, he didn't think any so-called ox or horse could withstand it.

Two minutes, washed clean, dressed, and returned to the computer.

Turned on the computer.

Having not touched the computer for a long time, it felt like the computer was about to become an antique.

Looking at the Red Alert icon on the desktop.

Opened it.

Unexpectedly, he saw a team waiting, short one person.

"Can network."

Lam Pham clicked in, selected a country, got ready, and in an instant, it started.

Immediately after.

He seemed to hear excited voices coming from the room outside.