I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade-Chapter 1345 - 320: I Was Almost Drained Senseless by Dongdong_4
"Sorry, I came too late to save you."
Lin Fan said to the corpse, talking to himself. He was not a god. Even if he had transcendent power, he was still just human.
Suddenly.
He looked into the distance, where there was some movement.
"A living person."
Lin Fan quickened his pace, feeling joyful.
When he arrived, he saw a figure crouching there with long, dirty hair. The clothes on them were so filthy that their original color was unrecognizable. He didn’t know what they were doing, but they kept shaking their head.
"Hello," Lin Fan greeted proactively.
He thought something might be wrong with the person, but he couldn’t describe it clearly without seeing them up close.
The disheveled survivor was startled, instantly turning around, holding a rabbit with the flesh gnawed off, blood and all. Upon seeing Lin Fan, they reacted as if they’d seen some terrifying entity, like a startled bird, wildly shouting and running away.
"Don’t run, I’m not a bad person." Lin Fan chased after them, saying over and over, not catching up immediately but allowing time for the person to calm down.
Suddenly capturing them might make them think he was a zombie.
Although he clearly looked human, the person’s emotional state was off, as if they were on the brink of insanity from the apocalypse.
Lin Fan noticed the person ran fast and was very familiar with the terrain here. In such a complex environment, they hadn’t tripped once.
"Ah..."
"Ah..."
The person shouted aimlessly, running all over the place, unaware of what they were actually shouting.
Lin Fan saw an area with steep terrain ahead, which could easily lead to problems. He sped up, appearing in front of the person and blocking their path, gently holding their shoulder.
"Don’t be afraid, I’m human."
This reassurance was useless. The person continued to struggle, twisting even more fiercely. But it was futile to escape from Lin Fan’s grasp.
Smelling the stench emanating from the person, Lin Fan wasn’t bothered. Instead, he exposed them, gently patting their back repeatedly.
"Don’t be afraid, don’t worry. It’s all over now. There’s nothing to be afraid of."
His voice was softer, as if magical, reaching deep into the person’s heart. The agitated survivor seemed genuinely affected and stopped moving.
He felt the person’s emotions gradually stabilize.
Lin Fan smiled, knowing that sincere communication was effective. He didn’t want to give up on any survivor, willing to spend as much time as necessary to save them.
Mingshan City, Xinfeng Barbershop.
He brought the person into the city. Although they hadn’t spoken a word so far, their emotions were stable enough to give him hope.
"This is a barbershop. Your hair is so long. Don’t worry. I’m not a professional, but I used to cut hair for everyone in Huang City."
Lin Fan smiled, holding scissors in hand, and started to trim the person’s hair. Without washing for so long, their hair had matted. Cleaning it was difficult, so he began from the bottom.
Snap!
Snap!
Lin Fan trimmed the person’s hair while chatting lightly, hoping to help them relax and not remain tense.
"Huang City is a beautiful place, where everyone lives. I’m Lin Fan, part of that community, and I’m here to find living survivors."
"Honestly, I’m lucky to have met you around this city. Once I take you back to Huang City, you can live a normal life without worrying about the apocalypse. Everything is moving toward a better future."
"Do you believe me?"
Lin Fan looked at the mirror, at the survivor’s face, marked with dirt and grime.
