(2) This Kind of Choice... Would Still Be Made (2)

Now that Brother Lam had sought him out, he felt it was his time to shine.

He focused his gaze on the "human stick" with the missing front tooth.

All sorts of information appeared.

"Brother Lam, the zombie before us is called a 'Destroyer'. It evolved from a 'Tank'. The crystal's color is brown. It currently has three evolutionary paths, which are 'Lord of Destruction', 'Aberration', and 'Contaminator'."

"Among them, 'Lord of Destruction' is the perfect evolutionary path. The other two belong to the failed faction of genetic mutation, resulting in unknown disturbances."

Chuc Thanh relayed everything he knew.

"Oh, so it evolved from a 'Tank'. Indeed, only that type of zombie would evolve into this species." Lam Pham thought for a moment; this was indeed the case. If it were any other zombie, it really wouldn't have evolved to this state.

However, the evolutionary titles after "Destroyer" sounded quite formidable.

"Lord of Destruction."

Just hearing this title, one knew it was absolutely powerful.

He just didn't know if it could withstand a single strike from his sword.

Lao Chung said, "The evolutionary leap of zombies is really strong. The 'Tank' in the handbook was only so tall, and with just a slight evolution, it grew so much. It feels even more intense than us Awakeners."

Chuc Thanh shook his head and said, "You can't say that. It's very difficult for a zombie to evolve. This one probably had relatively perfect genes, which is why it could successfully evolve. I've seen so many ordinary zombies that have evolutionary paths, but they just can't evolve. It's their own limitations, the limitations that restrict their evolution."

Lam Pham patted Chuc Thanh's shoulder, "Amazing. Your ability is too amazing. In front of you, any zombie is completely exposed. You really need to work hard and continue to improve your ability. As long as your ability improves, you'll become even stronger."

Hearing Lam Pham's praise.

Chuc Thanh lifted his head, his nose seemingly growing longer, "Yes, definitely. I've always been working hard."

For some reason, Chuc Thanh had a feeling that even though he couldn't fight, everyone highly praised his ability, which made him more and more confident in it.

Lam Pham, who used to play games often, knew that if you wanted to develop smoothly, you had to praise the support more. If the support got cocky, then they would develop very well.

The Destroyer was still roaring in anger.

Humans were right in front of it.

Yet it could do nothing, which was infuriating.

Lam Pham walked towards the "Destroyer". Since it was useless, he might as well eliminate it completely.

First, he swung his sword and cut off its head, taking out a brown crystal from within. As for such a huge body being left here, it was an eyesore and would even affect the environment.

Without thinking, he waved Frostmourne in his hand, forming a large net of sword energy that directly enveloped the "Destroyer's" corpse. With a splat, its flesh and blood disintegrated, turning into a bloody foam that splattered all over the ground.

This method of disposal was considered the most environmentally friendly.

[Killed a Destroyer]

[Points +60]

Problem solved, work finished.

Lam Pham called Luu Dao, telling him that he had eliminated the zombie and had returned to Hoang City.

For Luu Dao and the others, hearing such news, they could only blink in shock. Perhaps this was the legendary true efficiency.

They had a vague understanding of Lam Pham's strength. Even if it was just a vague glimpse, in their hearts, Lam Pham was still an omnipotent existence.

Any danger could be resolved.

At this time, Lam Pham and Lao Chung's group went their separate ways. He continued to clean up the zombies in the surrounding cities. Each person did their own work. As long as they worked hard bit by bit, one day they would clear out all the zombies.

At night.

Lam Pham, who had returned home, played with Manh Manh for a while, then put the child to sleep with some formula milk before starting to record the situation of the zombies he had seen today.

He recorded all the details Chuc Thanh had mentioned.

The evolutionary path of the "Tank" zombie, and its title after evolution.

Details determine everything.

The handbook was for countless survivors to read.

There were no reservations.

Just then, the satellite phone rang.

He answered.

"Hello, this is the Sunshine Shelter in Hoang City. I'm Lam Pham. May I ask where you are?"

Lam Pham saw it was an unfamiliar number and immediately thought someone must be calling for help, needing his assistance. In this regard, he was very proactive.

"Heh heh heh heh..."

Lam Pham was a bit stunned.

Such a classic villain laugh.

"Hello."

Lam Pham asked tentatively, a bit confused about the other party's situation. Why make such a weird laugh for no reason?

It sounded uncomfortable.

But he still patiently inquired, hoping to understand the specific situation.

"Lam Pham, do you know who I am?" The voice on the other end of the phone had a mixed tone, like a demon trying to create a terrifying sense of mystery.

"You are... Tan Linh." Lam Pham paused for a few seconds, then said decisively.

A brief silence.

"How did you know?"

It was very obvious that the other party was shocked.

Lam Pham said helplessly, "In this apocalypse, to be as bored as you, I really can't think of anyone else. I called you some time ago, but no one answered on your end. Why are you calling me now? Or do you want to meet and talk? I think you should choose to trust me. Your actions in the apocalypse are all wrong. One day, we will meet, and at that moment, all the wrong things you've done will erupt."

He spoke very directly.

Hoping the other party could understand.

He had always been persuading many survivors. Some had listened to his well-intentioned advice, laid down their weapons, and went to the prison in Hoang City to accept the punishment of the law, to reform themselves well, striving to return to their true selves and become outstanding citizens of the new era.

"Heh heh heh heh..." Tan Linh continued to let out a villainous laugh. "Do you know my current situation?"

Lam Pham frowned, annoyed by the sound the other party was making. "Heh heh heh heh..."

He grinned, making the same sound as the other party.

Tan Linh: ...?

He felt a bit offended.

"Do you know my current situation?" Tan Linh continued to ask.

Lam Pham: "Heh heh heh heh..."

"What do you mean?" Tan Linh's tone gradually became unfriendly.

Lam Pham said, "If you don't 'heh heh heh heh' at me, I won't 'heh heh heh heh' at you... Wait a minute, the child is awake, scared by your 'heh heh heh heh' sound. Wait for me."

He put down the phone. The sleeping Manh Manh must have been woken up.

After all, that "heh heh heh heh" sounded dark and terrifying. A child's mind is very fragile; how could it withstand such terror?

"Oh ah, Manh Manh be good." Lam Pham held Manh Manh and rocked her gently. Soothing a baby required patience.

His voice traveled through the satellite phone to Tan Linh's side.

Hearing him coaxing a child to sleep on the other end was, for Tan Linh, a form of contempt.

A moment later.

Manh Manh fell asleep.

He tiptoed and laid Manh Manh down, tucking her in with a small blanket.

He took the satellite phone to the balcony, closed the balcony door, and kept his eyes on the sleeping Manh Manh in the room, in case the child kicked the blanket over her mouth and nose.

"Okay, let's continue our chat. I don't know your situation. If you're in trouble, you can come find me."

Lam Pham continued to talk with Tan Linh.

What had Tan Linh, whom he hadn't contacted in a long time, been up to?

He didn't know.

But it was definitely nothing good.

"Trouble? You really don't know how comfortable, how excited I am right now."

Tan Linh sounded very excited. Even without seeing him, one could hear it in his voice.

Lam Pham analyzed, then asked uncertainly, "You didn't fuse with zombie genes, forming a half-human, half-zombie appearance, did you? Gaining the abilities of a zombie, but also losing a normal human body."

Tan Linh: ???

He suddenly realized that even though they had never met, how did it feel like the other party knew everything?

"Are you guys researching in this area?" Tan Linh suppressed the shock in his heart and acted very normal.

Lam Pham said, "No, I just happened to encounter it. Besides, haven't you been capturing survivors to research this? For you to be so happy, it means you've made great gains."

"Listen to my advice, stop now. You can't handle it."

"The fusion of human and zombie genes is very unstable and can easily go wrong. For example, your body might become deformed, not looking human, with disgusting pus flowing all over. You won't be able to change back even if you want to."

After saying this, he even emphasized, "Sigh... it's really disgusting."

Click!

A busy tone came from the phone.

The call was hung up by Tan Linh again.

His current appearance was like a spider in its den. Twisted flesh and blood connected to the walls, forming a web of flesh.

And he now had no legs. His lower body was a huge, swollen ball of flesh. His upper body was connected to the ball of flesh. Indeed, a viscous liquid flowed from the surface of the flesh ball to the ground, then solidified at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Professor Kim, standing to the side like a butler, waited obediently.

He was like a wooden block, without any thoughts of his own.

He had never expected his boss to turn into this state, actually taking over the consciousness of the mother body he had previously devoured, turning into a form that even he couldn't determine or evaluate now.

Tan Linh looked at the mirror not far away, which perfectly reflected his appearance. With the last shred of humanity remaining in him, he let out a furious roar.

Crack!

The mirror in the distance shattered directly.

"Damn it..." Tan Linh glared at Professor Kim. "When will I be able to take on a perfect form? I told you to look, have you found it or not?"

Although he had gained terrifying strength, his current form was not the most perfect.

Since he had already become like this.

Then he had to pursue perfection. Lam Pham was like a great mountain, weighing down on his heart.

He hadn't had a direct conflict, but he knew Lam Pham's strength was terrifying. With his current strength, he definitely couldn't deal with him. If they really met, there would only be one path: death.

Professor Kim said, "Boss, we are conducting a 'gu' raising mode at the base. An Awakener worthy of attention has already appeared."

Swoosh!

Tan Linh's cold gaze fixed on him. "Didn't the base already have a riot and was completely destroyed?"

"No, one person suppressed everyone else on the scene with bloody methods, so we plan to cultivate him as a key target, to cultivate him into the existence of a 'gu' king in the 'gu' raising plan," Professor Kim said.

"Why didn't I know?" Tan Linh's gaze made Professor Kim very scared. It was the gaze one gives to prey.

"Boss, this is still in the trial phase. There are no results yet," Professor Kim hurriedly explained, truly afraid that his boss would find him unpleasant and directly bind him with his flesh tentacles, then swallow him alive.

Don't think it's impossible. The boss's temper was capricious, sometimes having human reason, but more often the madness of a zombie.

Tan Linh stared at Professor Kim for a while, then gradually calmed down.

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