She was truly terrified.
Looking at Phi Phi's retreating back, Lam Pham showed a smile. What a good child. Imagining the future, when these children have all grown up, they will definitely be the pillars of the new era.
"Chuc Thanh said that Dong Dong is a perfect fusion evolver. After absorbing the flesh and blood of a telekinesis Awakener, his body has undergone changes. Being able to speak a little seems to be a very normal thing."
Lam Pham muttered to himself, feeling more and more that the future was full of hope.
As if thinking of something.
He walked into the laboratory.
Professor Ha was researching something, very seriously, and didn't even notice Lam Pham's arrival. The other experts wanted to remind Professor Ha, but Lam Pham smiled and waved his hand, his meaning clear: it's okay, let Professor Ha continue his research.
Lam Pham sat on the side and waited. The matter he was looking for Professor Ha for was not too big, nor was it urgent. On the contrary, Professor Ha's experiment was very important. Often, when inspiration struck, he could solve problems that had been unsolvable for a long time.
Looking at the hard-working Professor Ha.
It was also because of these unsung heroes that there was hope for this future.
From the depths of his being, he felt it.
Professor Ha looked up at the side and, seeing Lam Pham waiting there, a smile appeared on his face. Then he put down what he was doing and came out of the laboratory.
"Little Pham, why are you here?" He knew Lam Pham was very busy. After all, he had to clean up all the zombies in the entire country. The amount of work was definitely not ordinary. In fact, for anyone, this was an impossible task.
But Lam Pham had said it.
Everyone trusted him completely.
Because Lam Pham had already shown his own abilities, there was a prerequisite worthy of trust.
"Professor Ha, I want to ask you something."
"Okay, go ahead."
"From Phi Phi's observations during this period, the conclusion is that Dong Dong can now answer questions fluently. Do you think it's possible to make all the zombies in the world regain their reason?"
Hunting zombies was very simple for Lam Pham. It didn't take much effort, only time.
But if he could make all the zombies regain their reason, be able to speak, and understand the communication between them, then the rest would be much easier to solve.
Professor Ha said, "It's not that we haven't thought about this, but through our research, we've found some problems. Don't you feel that there are also classes among zombies?"
Classes?
Hearing this.
Lam Pham originally wanted to say they were all the same.
But in his mind, the image of a Tyrant Zombie surrounded by zombies appeared.
And the zombie emperor, Vuong Tu Hien, who manipulated zombies in Hop Thanh City.
Classes were everywhere.
Even after becoming a zombie, they were still oppressed. It was truly a terrifying thing.
"Mhm, I've noticed. There's a huge difference between ordinary zombies and evolved zombies," Lam Pham said.
Professor Ha said, "Yes, the key reason that determines the class of zombies is the direction of evolution. Little Chuc said that he can see the direction of zombie evolution, but some zombies can't evolve, some evolve slowly, and some evolve very quickly. Whether a zombie can have reason and speak depends on whether it has the ability to leapfrog classes in its evolution."
Lam Pham nodded. What Professor Ha said was still very clear.
"And regaining reason doesn't guarantee that zombies will live in peace with humans. The number of incidents of humans killing each other in the current apocalypse is truly too many," Professor Ha continued.
Lam Pham said, "Understood. It seems we can only clean them up."
A very simple conversation.
Could decide the future of the zombies.
"Oh, right, Professor Ha, I forgot to tell you something. The mysterious organization I mentioned before might be finished. They were researching zombies, and it seems something went wrong, causing an accident," Lam Pham said.
Professor Ha said, "It's very normal. The more you research, the more you discover the terror of mutation. Once you can't control it, the result can only be unimaginable."
He understood this point deeply.
In the early days of the apocalypse, thinking of saving this world, the research progressed very quickly. But as the research continued, he increasingly discovered how high the difficulty was. Many things were not so easy to do.
Once out of control, it would cause extremely terrifying trouble. Therefore, until now, Professor Ha dared not go too deep into his research, but instead advanced slowly, one step at a time.
"Mhm, I understand. I've always been holding onto a fantasy," Lam Pham said as he stood up. He hoped that humans could decipher zombies. Even if they couldn't turn zombies back into humans, at least they could become like Officer Hoang.
But from the looks of it now.
It was an unrealistic thing.
He bid farewell to Professor Ha and headed towards the suburbs. It couldn't be called the suburbs anymore. The zombies in the suburbs had all been cleaned up by him. He had already started to use the surrounding counties and cities as his battlefront, continuously expanding outwards.
The current Hoang City was absolutely the safest place in the entire apocalypse, with the most complete facilities. All the facilities were in operation.
Captain Lei had already told him that they would start repairing the surrounding signal towers. The process would definitely not be so easy, but when they started to take action towards the outside world, it meant that human civilization was being repaired.
He didn't understand these things. Professional matters should be left to the professionals.
And he just needed to clean up the zombies in peace.
This was his greatest talent...
A place relatively far from Hoang City.
A temporary shelter away from the city.
"We have no way back since we escaped. If we are caught and brought back, everyone will die."
The one speaking was a woman with short hair, her skin very dry, looking like someone who had been through a lot.
Her name was Phung Tinh. Before the outbreak of the apocalypse, she was a fish killer. That's right, she worked at a stall in the wet market, specializing in killing fish for people. Countless fish had died at her hands. Her fish-killing knife skills were very exquisite.
Beside her were three other survivors.
One of them was the oldest, with white hair at his temples. He said, "That place is simply hell, a nightmare. Everyone has gone crazy. If we continue to stay with them, I'm afraid one day I'll go crazy too."
This uncle was still very rational, his mind very strong. Even the terrible environment of the apocalypse could hardly change his mentality.
After all, he used to be the security guard at a kindergarten.
Do you think being a kindergarten security guard is so easy? The requirements for candidates are extremely high. Without some ability, you're not worthy of this profession.
The other two agreed with what the uncle said.
They nodded in approval.
In their impression, the shelter was very good at the beginning. Everyone was preparing for survival, and the first thing they did every morning was to greet each other, happily welcoming a new day.
At the same time, they all thought about living well in the apocalypse.
Even if the outside was full of zombies.
We must also be strong.
But as time passed, the situation gradually became a bit wrong. At the very beginning, everyone just looked a bit gloomy, as if they were suffocating in this enclosed space.
Then one day, someone had an accidental quarrel, which completely ignited the violent atmosphere. It was just a small, ordinary conflict, but that person took a dagger and stabbed the other person eighty-one times, every stab drawing blood, the entire floor dyed red.
The murderer sat on the corpse, not only not afraid, but laughing like a madman. His eyes and expression were ferocious and crazy, as if he had found a way to vent. He took the knife and slashed at the surrounding companions.
Since that time.
Everyone's personality had undergone an earth-shattering change. Companions who used to be able to greet each other with a smile now stared at each other.
Violence filled that place.
They would hurt each other, and even think of catching an ordinary zombie, then throwing one of their companions in, watching him fight with the zombie, and when he was finally bitten to death by the zombie, they would laugh out loud, appearing very excited.
This kind of cruel and harsh thing was not what they wanted to see.
In the end, they escaped from that place.
Suddenly.
Beep beep beep...
The sound of a car horn rang out.
Hearing the sound, Phung Tinh and the others' faces changed completely. They hurriedly stood up and looked out the window.
They saw two modified war chariots doing donuts on the spot at high speed, the tires rubbing against the ground, dust flying.
Phung Tinh stared intently. She could see the crazy expressions of the madmen in the car. They were truly crazy. Knowing it was the apocalypse outside, they didn't show any fear at all.