I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade-Chapter 1484 - 355: The End of Our Apocalypse, We Won_2
Turning around to leave, sometimes even knowing that something is impossible, but having something to do can indeed be a blessing.
At least, it is so for Professor Ji.
At this moment, Professor Ji was wide-eyed, staying up night and day, her thoughts chaotic, having serious doubts about science just as Professor Xia once did, feeling that the current end of the world no longer needed science, the products emerging were too unknown.
"What exactly is this?"
"Why is there not a clue?"
Ji Qiuyue held her forehead, her thoughts in a mess, feeling indescribably irritable. Back then, she didn’t take it seriously, thinking Grandpa Xia’s words were exaggerated, but now it seems there was no exaggeration at all, it was simply an impact on cognition.
"I, Ji Qiuyue, won’t concede so easily. I must figure out the situation."
And this pursuit lasted a whole night.
...
Morning.
It was rare to see Professor Xia exercising with Grandpa Wang and Grandpa Zhou by the fitness equipment downstairs.
In the past, Professor Xia was always immersed in the lab.
"Professor Xia, what do you think of Professor Ji’s situation?"
Lin Fan came over to ask, a sign of concern, worrying that Professor Ji might drive herself to abnormality.
Professor Xia was pedaling on the back-and-forth swinging equipment and said, "Not much to think about. If Qiuyue is interested, let her experiment properly, what if there are results? Wouldn’t that be even better."
On careful reflection. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦
It seems that what Professor Xia said made a lot of sense.
"Professor Xia, are you not going to the lab to check?"
"No, nothing worth seeing. Qiuyue is occupying the lab, and I don’t have my workstation. I feel it’s quite good to exercise every day now, chatting with these old fellows is also a nice choice."
Professor Xia has come to terms with it. When there is no road to take, why not choose a different path? The path he is on now is quite nice, enjoying life, feeling the beauty of the remaining days.
"Yes, indeed it is. Anyway, the apocalypse is almost over, you guys can take a good rest." Lin Fan said.
Professor Xia said, "How much is left uncleaned in the southwest area?"
"Almost done, almost done."
That’s all he could say—it was really almost done.
Precisely how soon, he didn’t want to say, being too specific would spoil the sense of anticipation.
The future holds promise.
"Hearing ’almost done’ from your mouth, it seems it really is almost done." Professor Xia knew Lin Fan never bragged, when he said he could do something, he really meant it, never boasting.
Lin Fan smiled, "You old gentlemen, take your time exercising, I have to seize the time. Once the apocalypse is over, I’ll have a good chat with you."
"Go on."
The old men knew Lin Fan was busy and didn’t delay his time; going out even a second earlier means the end of the apocalypse would come a second sooner.
...
Days later!
Lin City.
"The last city."
Lin Fan walked on the road leading to Lin City, not directly landing on the building rooftops in the city as before, then wielding Frostmourne to release threads covering all the zombies.
This method indeed cleans faster, but now it is the last city, he wanted to savor the experience, similar to how he cleaned Huang City back then, relying on personal strength with just a sword.
"Hehe."
"Hehe."
The zombies shuffling ahead smelled the fresh flesh, shifting their attention to Lin Fan, who wielded a sword, letting out grim and ferocious roars, with no extra thoughts, they rushed towards him eagerly.
The Creator might envy these ordinary zombies; with no reason, they knew no fear, always preying on humans driven by primal ferocity.
"After all this time, you haven’t become any more friendly."
Lin Fan shook his head, advancing slowly, as the zombies approached, he raised his hand and swung his sword, the blade of Sword Radiance tangibly connecting with the zombie’s body, easier than cutting through tofu.
Blood splattered.
The blade swept horizontally, cleaving the zombies in half, various fleshy organs mixed with sticky, putrid blood scattered all over the ground.
"The impact feels so intense."
Lin Fan recalled his childhood; he used to love picking up tree branches pretending to be a martial arts hero, going all out on the roadside rapeseed flowers, feeling skilled when they fell mid-waist, thinking he was truly a master.
Back then, he thought he liked the feeling of slashing because of the thrill of knocking down the enemy (rapeseed flowers).
Now he understood—it was actually the impact of the sword clashing with the opponent that he enjoyed.
Step by step, sword in hand, he tangibly reaped the oncoming ordinary zombies. For these ordinary zombies, they should be thankful; after all, their predecessors didn’t even get touched by Sword Radiance, becoming dry corpses covered by threads.
He walked a hundred meters away, looking back.
The ground covered with zombie flesh, limbs, for ordinary people, such a scene could incite fear, but for Lin Fan, accustomed to the blood-soaked scenes of the apocalypse, it was just a common occurrence.
He gazed towards the city buildings ahead.
He could hear the ’hehe’ sounds emanating from the city.
The zombies inside were shuffling and roaring, living in this apocalyptic world with no future, no goal, staying in fixed territories unless led by higher-order zombies or the Creator to move elsewhere.
As Lin Fan proceeded towards the city, ordinary zombies kept rushing in, but in their eyes, the Frostmourne in Lin Fan’s hand was like the scythe of the Grim Reaper, reaping them effortlessly.
