I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade-Chapter 1376 - 329: I Think They’ve Ruined the Atmosphere of the Apocalypse

Chapter 1376: Chapter 329: I Think They’ve Ruined the Atmosphere of the Apocalypse

The vehicle slowly came to a stop.

"Hello."

Lin Fan smiled, proactively waving his hand to greet them. No matter the situation, it’s important to maintain courtesy. Life isn’t just about fighting; it’s more about communication.

Through the glass, he could see there were three survivors inside the car.

It wasn’t that he judged by appearance, but they didn’t seem like good people.

Clang!

The survivors inside opened the door. The bald man held a gun, exuding a fierce aura, raising his gun with domineering intent, wanting to utter the most menacing words to suppress the opponent.

But suddenly. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"Ah... ah... you... you."

The bald man’s gun fell to the ground. Staring wide-eyed, he dumbly looked at the Lin Fan in front of him.

Lin Fan bent down to pick up the gun that had fallen on the ground. He had always been very resistant to bad people using guns to harm ordinary survivors, but if the gun was used against zombies to ensure one’s own safety, he would wholeheartedly support it.

"Don’t rush, take it slow, don’t be nervous," Lin Fan reassured them, hoping they could relax. Sudden tension wasn’t good; it could place unnecessary stress on the body.

The two standing behind the bald man, upon seeing Lin Fan’s appearance and demeanor, couldn’t help but have their hearts race, not out of excitement, but out of fear.

The bald man swallowed his saliva, afraid to speak, lowering his head, refusing to utter a word, even wanting to step back into the car as if nothing had happened, then drive away from here.

"You know me, don’t you?" Lin Fan softly inquired, looking at their expression, it was clear they recognized him, and their apparent fear suggested his earlier guess was correct.

For any survivor struggling to survive in the apocalypse, upon seeing him and recognizing him, they would surely react excitedly, some even moved to tears.

"Answer me, do you know me?"

Lin Fan asked again, raising his tone slightly, and this inquiry was like thunder in their ears, causing their heads to buzz and their hearts to tremble.

"Yes, recognize,"

The bald man hastily said.

Lin Fan was very satisfied with his answer, smiling as he asked, "Since you know me, why not think of coming to Sunshine Shelter? I like honest people; don’t lie, okay?"

The bald man was already lamenting, oh my, in such a vast country, why did it have to be him they encountered? It was simply unbelievable.

No one could accept it.

"Be... because we’ve seen the ’Zombie Album,’ and we’ve heard others say that if you’ve done bad things and come to Sunshine Shelter, you’ll die..."

Upon hearing this, Lin Fan couldn’t help but want to laugh. What was a Land of Hope for ordinary survivors was, to some, the most dangerous place.

"So where are you heading now?" Lin Fan pointed at them and asked.

"Nowhere, just wandering around."

The bald man said evasively, not daring to reveal the truth.

Lin Fan looked directly into their eyes. With his ability to see through hearts, how could he not know they were spouting nonsense?

"Look, what’s that?"

Lin Fan pointed to several zombies in the distance, who emerged from nowhere and began shuffling toward them, appearing excited and hastening their pace upon seeing them.

"Zom... zombies," the bald man said, extremely nervous.

Lin Fan gazed at the distant zombies, clenched his fist, and casually swung it out. With a rumbling sound, his Fist Gang exploded, forming a large intertwined net that instantly covered the incoming frenzied zombies, obliterating them into nothingness.

The dust settled.

A fan-shaped crater appeared on the ground, illustrating the power of a single punch.

The bald man and his companions were dumbfounded, their legs trembling in terror as if they had seen a ghost.

"It’s alright, don’t worry. The zombies are gone. Now, why don’t you tell me your situation? I hope to hear the truth. After all, communication between people relies not on fists but on sincerity, don’t you think?"

Lin Fan believed sincerity was the strongest trump card, but if played alone, the trump card would be the smallest. Thus, it needed to be accompanied by the largest card on earth.

Such as... the card of power.

"We’re heading to another shelter; our shelter disbanded," the bald man hastily said.

Lin Fan frowned, "What do you mean by disbanded?"

Under Lin Fan’s imposing presence, how could the bald man dare to conceal anything? He revealed everything he knew, as hiding anything would be disrespectful to Lin Fan.

Listening to what was said,

Lin Fan appeared quite surprised. They had a boss, skilled in straight sword combat, an Awakener with strong abilities. Under their boss’s leadership, safety was never an issue.

But just yesterday, a mysterious person appeared before their boss, dressed in a suit and acting mysteriously. No one knew what conversation took place, but the boss left with them, leading to their disbandment. They were free to go anywhere, even to shelters they previously knew about.

Thus, they drove towards another shelter.

Lin Fan stared at them, seeing all their words as truth, with no concealment.

The bald man was flustered under Lin Fan’s gaze and quickly swore, "I’m telling the truth, every word. If there’s any falsehood, let lightning strike me dead."

Lin Fan raised his hand, interrupting him.

"Hmm, I know you’re telling the truth."

Upon receiving Lin Fan’s approval, the bald man suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, then as if something occurred to him, he hurriedly said:

"I want to report, I want to atone for my sins."

"Hmm?"

"I want to report the shelter we’re heading to. I know there’s no good people there; they’re all bad. I think our post-apocalypse atmosphere has been tainted by them, and I’m willing to lead the way."