Regarding this, Lam Pham was genuinely worried for his safety.
But now, Officer Hoang wouldn't be like that; he had learned to advance and retreat, and would actively avoid zombies he couldn't handle.
This change was truly good.
It made Lam Pham feel very relieved.
Very soon.
Officer Hoang had extracted all the crystals from the zombies' heads. However, Officer Hoang didn't swallow them all but kept two in his pocket, as if he wanted to bring them to someone else.
Seeing this situation, Lam Pham quickly understood. Officer Hoang wanted to bring them back for Dong Dong.
Who said Officer Hoang was a zombie without warmth?
This was warmth.
"Officer Hoang, I don't think you need to bring them for Dong Dong. I have many crystals over there; he can eat as many as he wants," Lam Pham said. He still hoped Officer Hoang could use them himself and continuously improve his strength.
During this period, Officer Hoang had single-handedly taken down many zombies, personally becoming strong. After being nurtured into a powerful zombie by Lam Pham in the early stages, he had enough strength to find crystals on his own.
Perhaps he really understood Lam Pham's words.
Officer Hoang glanced at Lam Pham again and walked towards the shelter.
"Such a stubborn Officer Hoang."
Lam Pham sighed.
Returning to the shelter, everyone was still continuing to clean up the zombie corpses. From day to night, they had been doing the same work. Anyone else might have felt it was very tedious.
But to them, this was truly a happy matter.
Transporting corpses was an extremely boring task, but fun was often found by oneself. For example, the group would chat while working: what kind of work did this completely changed zombie do when it was alive?
Without a definite answer, everyone was happily entertaining themselves.
He followed Officer Hoang into the residential area and saw Officer Hoang find Dong Dong, take out two crystals from his pocket, and give them to Dong Dong. It was evident that as long as Officer Hoang had a bite to eat, Dong Dong would definitely not lack a bowl of soup.
Lam Pham picked up his camera and captured the scene before him, recording it forever.
Two zombies, one large and one small, looked exceptionally warm under the shroud of dusk.
If all zombies could be like Officer Hoang or Dong Dong, how good would that be? Society would then be harmonious.
Coexisting with corpses wasn't impossible.
The next day.
A remote stretch of road somewhere.
There was a shelter.
This shelter was a tunnel in the mountains. It used to be a military-dug tunnel, later gradually abandoned. But with the arrival of the apocalypse, nearby survivors found this place.
They considered this place a refuge.
It was safe, the only drawback being that if the exit was blocked by zombies, it would be very troublesome.
Fortunately, it was remote and in the mountains. Since the outbreak of the apocalypse until now, they hadn't seen any zombies around the shelter.
The animals in the mountains were still lively and hadn't turned into zombies. Occasionally, when luck was good, they could even have a feast. These days passed quite pleasantly.
At this time, inside the shelter.
A middle-aged man with dark skin and a burly build leaned back in a chair, his feet propped up on a table, trimming his fingernails with a dagger. Behind him, a woman timidly massaged his shoulders.
This middle-aged man was called Nguy Ho. Before the apocalypse, he was an idle member of society without a proper job. On the morning of the apocalypse, he woke up in a river. It turned out he had drunk too much the night before, inexplicably jumped into the river for a swim, then fell asleep, floating in the river.
When he opened his eyes, he was frightened by the situation on the street.
People were like madmen, falling to the ground and biting each other.
A zombie saw him and charged at him like a lunatic. Fortunately, zombies couldn't swim; after struggling a few times in the water, it sank to the bottom. This situation made him feel much more at ease.
Later, after adjusting his mentality, he drifted downstream until he reached the outskirts of the city, found a sedan – there wasn't even a shadow in the car – remembered there was an abandoned tunnel in a nearby mountain, and without a second thought, came here.
And during this time, survivors arrived one after another.
Nguy Ho knew these were zombies and knew it was the apocalypse. Apart from the initial panic, he quickly calmed down.
At first, he didn't dare to act recklessly. After all, with such a major event, the state apparatus would surely operate and effectively control it. But gradually, he discovered that things were more serious than he had imagined. There wasn't even a ripple of activity, not even rescue teams.
He knew the apocalypse had taken hold; perhaps even the officials couldn't withstand the damage of the apocalypse.
"Use more strength, haven't you eaten?"
Nguy Ho frowned.
The woman was terrified and couldn't help but increase her force. She was just an ordinary person who had fled here with some other survivors. She had thought it would be good to have a place to stay, but who would have thought this was entering another den of thieves.
This dark and sturdy Nguy Ho before her was the tyrant here.
Domineering and arrogant.
His word was law.
Everyone had to obey his orders.
Just then, a group of people walked over.
"Brother Ho, we found something in the wild. This kid actually wanted to run away with the stuff."
A strong man, like handling a little chick, threw a young man in front of Nguy Ho. Looking at this young man's appearance, he had clearly been beaten up, his face covered in dark blood.
"What happened?"
"Brother Ho, this is what we found in the wild. This kid opened it up, there's a phone, and something called a 'Zombie Illustrated Guide.' After he read it, he went crazy, wanted to make a call. I discovered him in time and snatched it back. He actually wanted to resist and run away with the stuff."
Hearing these words, Nguy Ho stood up, walked to the young man, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.
"Where do you want to run?"
The young man raised his head, grabbed Nguy Ho's trouser leg, "Brother Ho, this is hope! Someone can save us! Hoang City Sunshine Shelter, they sent a satellite phone, they want us to contact them. They already have a very complete base over there. As long as we can get there, we can have hope of survival."
Slap!
Nguy Ho slapped the young man to the ground. Even a tooth was knocked out. The force was immense, causing the young man's face to become somewhat distorted.
"Save? Save who? I, your father, am doing damn well, who needs saving?"
Nguy Ho looked at the many survivors around him. He didn't take these survivors seriously, but he also saw the hope and longing radiating from their eyes, as if they all wanted to make a call.
The survivors who came to his side arrived in waves.
Some survivors made him very uncomfortable, actually daring to disobey his orders, acting as if they wanted equal treatment, challenging his authority.
How could Nguy Ho tolerate this?
Those who should be buried were buried, those who should disappear disappeared, using extremely harsh methods.
Sure enough, such methods quickly yielded results.
Everyone became extremely obedient.
The young man endured the pain, "Brother Ho, just let me contact them. We have no future here. Only by going to that base can we have a future. Everyone thinks so. Ask them, they have the same idea as me."
Nguy Ho kicked the young man to his knees.
He paid no attention.
Instead, he picked up the things on the table and glanced at them. The first thing he saw were the four large words "Zombie Illustrated Guide." He flipped to the first page and casually looked. The picture of the ordinary zombie wasn't bad. As for the other zombies, he was truly sorry, he had never seen them before.
The various types of zombies dazzled him.
His heart gradually grew heavy.
He didn't expect there to be so many types of zombies outside.
Then, when he saw the introduction related to Awakened ones, his expression changed dramatically.
"Awakened ones?"
"Could I be a strength-type Awakened?"
Nguy Ho's eyes gleamed. His own strength had been enhanced. He wouldn't dare say he was immensely strong, but one punch could definitely kill someone.
Look at that young man; his face was directly swollen from his slap.
He continued reading.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up.
Using the crystals in zombies' heads could actually enhance abilities.
He had no knowledge of this at all.
Having been here all this time, he rarely went out, and since the outbreak of the apocalypse, he had never hunted any of the evolved zombies recorded in the "Zombie Illustrated Guide."
A moment later.
Nguy Ho had finished reading all the content in the "Zombie Illustrated Guide."
He threw the illustrated guide in front of the young man, "Did you finish reading this and feel extremely excited, thinking you saw hope? You want to go over there, right? Thinking that with so many survivors living there, life will definitely be very good?"
"Foolish, truly foolish. Do you know how bad the situation outside is? Do you think with your ability, you can really survive there? Or do you think people will give you food for no reason, raise you for free?"
"Brother, it's the apocalypse. Can you get used to it? Don't always daydream. You believe whatever people write. How can you be so stupid?"
Nguy Ho sneered. Indeed, seeing the content of the "Zombie Illustrated Guide," he was truly attracted.
But thinking about it, he knew that any base, anywhere, was a place where the strong preyed on the weak, with a pyramidal class structure.
He was unwilling to leave this place.
Here, he was the king, able to decide the life and death of everyone.
He picked up the satellite phone, a smile playing on his lips. Interesting, really interesting, they even included this toy.
It was as if he had thought of something amusing.
Nguy Ho directly dialed one of the numbers.
Very quickly, the call connected.