At this time, Hung Ung had already received the notification and hurriedly came out from the base. When he saw Lam Pham, he directly gave him a hug.
"It's been a while since we last met."
"Yes, are you all doing well?"
"Mhm, all very well. Professor Ha will be very happy to know you're here. How did you get here?"
Lam Pham said very seriously, "I jumped over."
Hung Ung was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Reasonable."
Immediately after, he looked at the soldiers still gathered here, his expression turning cold, and shouted: "What are you all dazed for? Hurry back to your posts! What if zombies take this opportunity to run in?"
Hung Ung's authority still had to be maintained.
The soldiers, heads drooping, reluctantly returned to their posts.
It was just that regarding what Hung Ung said, about zombies sneaking in, this was clearly impossible in their eyes. Lam Pham was here; they really wanted to see which brave zombie dared to appear.
Lam Pham smiled, "Professor Ha is here, right? I came here with something to give to Professor Ha."
"Here, here, Professor Ha is researching something and doesn't know you're here yet." Hung Ung led Lam Pham towards the interior of the base.
With Lam Pham's appearance, any scientific research personnel who saw Lam Pham looked over curiously.
They all knew Lam Pham from the Duong Quang shelter. As long as they were with Professor Ha, they could often hear about him, and also the content within the "Zombie Picture Book." If not memorized backwards, it was definitely known by heart.
Professor Ha, who was researching, heard that Lam Pham had arrived, immediately dropped everything in his hands, and hurried over. At the same time, he was a bit dazed. They had just spoken on the phone; how did he appear at Long Cung base in the blink of an eye?
Thinking of Lam Pham's strength, he could accept it.
"Little Pham, you arrived very quickly."
Professor Ha saw Lam Pham, walked up to him, and gently patted his arm. Lam Pham's status in his heart was very high, and his evaluation of Lam Pham was also extremely good.
To have a young man like Lam Pham existing in the apocalypse, he also felt that this apocalypse wasn't so bad after all.
"Professor Ha, this is what Professor Quy asked me to give you." Lam Pham took out the blood sample.
Professor Ha recognized what it was at a glance and sighed softly, "Thu Nguyet, this child... Sigh."
Lam Pham said: "Professor Ha, have there been any troubles around your base recently? If there are any troubles or strange situations, you can tell me."
Recently, after encountering talking zombies, he also felt that the zombie situation was not as simple as he thought. Zombies with brains were extremely terrifying.
Professor Ha shook his head and said: "No, it's always been very calm. The location chosen for the base is relatively remote, and the number of zombies appearing is relatively small."
Lam Pham nodded.
He chatted casually with Professor Ha.
Professor Ha took him to visit the laboratory and also told him about some recent research situations. Up to now, the research progress on lucky cells had stalled. With Thu Nguyet's blood sample arriving, they might be able to continue down this path.
Lam Pham didn't stay here for long but remembered to return to Hoang City to continue clearing zombies.
At the gate.
Hung Ung asked, "Is there really no way to proactively become an Awakened?"
Lam Pham said: "Unfortunately, until now, I still don't know the exact reason for the formation of Awakened ones. However, you can pay attention to thunderstorms. Many Awakened ones appear after thunderstorms."
"Thunderstorms..."
Hung Ung pondered. He really wanted to become an Awakened. As the apocalypse continued to develop, he deeply felt his own weakness. The evolution speed of zombies was much faster than imagined.
Lam Pham patted Hung Ung's shoulder, "Don't think too much. Just let nature take its course. You're also very formidable wearing battle armor."
Hung Ung said: "I know, just thinking about it."
"I'll head back first. If anything happens, you can contact me anytime."
Lam Pham bid farewell to Hung Ung, then waved to that group of soldiers diligently guarding their posts. For them, guarding this place was their mission. Even if it meant sacrificing their lives, they would absolutely not retreat.
Hung Ung watched Lam Pham's departing figure.
He waved his hand.
Wilderness, on the road.
Lam Pham walked alone. He didn't leap, returning to Hoang City at a speed ordinary people could hardly achieve, but wandered casually, checking the situation outside.
Most zombies stayed in the cities, using the cities as their base for survival.
Ahead, in a tightly closed car, a zombie was trapped.
With Lam Pham's appearance, the zombie, which had been very calm just now, instantly became violent, banging on the glass.
Lam Pham helped open the car door. The zombie inside instantly rushed out. Lam Pham didn't draw his sword but casually kicked the zombie far away. It was as if the force had exceeded its body's endurance limit; the flying zombie's corpse instantly split in half.
"Zombies hidden in cars are very dangerous."
He could imagine if a survivor passed by here, wanting to drive the car away, but didn't notice the zombie in the car, it could very likely cause danger.
So, nipping the danger in the bud early was a very wise decision.
He knew many people, upon seeing this kind of situation, would choose to stand by and watch. If it didn't concern them, they wouldn't bother.
But often, the entanglement of cause and effect was very terrifying.
Perhaps one day in the future, an acquaintance could be bitten to death by this zombie that he saw but didn't clear.
Lam Pham increased his running speed, and the surrounding scenery retreated rapidly.
At this moment.
He saw a modified bus driving over from afar. The bus body was very dirty, stained with a lot of viscous liquid.
Clearly, it was a vehicle that had gone through a fierce battle.
He stood in place, waiting.
The survivors on the bus also discovered Lam Pham. Towards the suddenly appearing person, they weren't sure if it was a living person or a zombie. They originally thought of just driving past without caring, but then they saw the fellow standing by the roadside actually waving at them.
"There's a living person! He's waving at us! Should we stop the bus?"
"Could it be a trap?"
"Probably not. We can see the surrounding situation clearly; there's no place to hide people. And the other party is alone. We have so many people; there's no need to be afraid."
Finally, the bus slowly stopped beside Lam Pham. No one chose to get off. The driver rolled down the window and observed the survivor before them.
"You're alone?"
The driver was a middle-aged man, with a receding hairline (Mediterranean).
Lam Pham said: "Mhm, for now, I'm alone. Where are you all heading?"
He looked through the window. There weren't many survivors in the bus, probably only six or seven. To have survived until now must have been very difficult.
The driver said: "We want to go to a remote area. A place with no one is the safest."
They were all survivors who had witnessed the terror of zombies. That fear was deeply ingrained. So, in their understanding, the few safe areas were probably those uninhabited places. As for supplies, as long as they were alive, they could definitely find something to eat.
"A remote place, huh? That is indeed a good place. Do you want to go to Hoang City? There's a Duong Quang shelter there. Many people live there, and it's especially safe. Instead of wandering outside and taking risks, why not follow me?"
Lam Pham didn't want to give up on any living person.
The driver heard Lam Pham's words, and his expression instantly changed. It was a kind of deep vigilance, "What exactly is your purpose? Do you really not know the situation in the city, or are you pretending not to know? Hoang City has a population of over ten million; it's definitely a zombie den. You want us to follow you to Hoang City? Are you crazy?"
Lam Pham patiently explained, "I know there are many zombies in the city, but you can rest assured. I've always been clearing the zombies in Hoang City. By a preliminary estimate, I should have cleared nearly two million zombies."
The driver stared dumbfoundedly at the strange survivor, thinking in his heart, where did such a lunatic come from?
Why could he survive until now?
His brain must have suffered some kind of severe injury.
Not only the driver thought this way, but the other few survivors in the bus also thought the same, looking at Lam Pham as if looking at a lunatic.
They only had one thought: this kind of lunatic absolutely could not be brought along. Otherwise, no one knew when he would have an episode and push everyone into the abyss.
Suddenly.
The driver hurriedly closed the car window, leaving only a crack, "What are you doing?"
He saw this strange person, who seemed like a lunatic, actually draw the sword from his back.
Was he going to kill people with the sword?
"Don't be nervous, I have no ill intentions. I know what I said might sound unbelievable to you, so I want to prove something."
Lam Pham knew they had misunderstood.
"Don't act recklessly either! Proving it means you want to chop us with a sword, huh? Let me tell you, you... Holy crap!"
The driver was talking... and suddenly he was stunned by the scene before him.
Their eyes widened. They only saw this strange person, holding a sword, slash once at the flat ground. That's right, just one slash, and then the ground instantly cracked, as if an invisible stream of air had torn the ground apart.
This reminded him of an anime he had once seen.
Crescent Moon Heavenly Charge...
That was a curved blade aura, right?