Chapter 1118: Chapter 1118

Walking along the serene park path, gazing at the surroundings.

During peaceful times, this place was filled with leisurely citizens.

But with the arrival of the apocalypse, all peace was shattered, and the once-crowded park became sparsely populated.

He arrived at a designated area where some cows were being bred, specifically cared for by someone, continuously providing stable natural milk to the shelter.

He leaned against the rail, silently watching the herd of cows lowering their heads to graze.

Such a life is relatively happy for the cows.

At least during these times.

There are still humans taking care of them.

At this moment, Chen He pushed a cart carrying hay and appeared, slightly surprised to see Lin Fan here, not expecting to encounter him here.

"Are you the one taking care of these now?" Lin Fan asked.

Chen He replied, "Yes, I’m taking turns with Ah Hai and the others."

Chen He was an Awakener who awakened later, with the ability to control. He once diligently studied books on network repair, but after a long time, he made no progress. Later, as the number of survivors at the shelter increased, he realized his skills were not very useful for major issues, so he chose to handle more ordinary tasks.

Like caring for poultry, which he enjoyed.

It felt like being close to nature.

Lin Fan said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Chen He replied, "It’s not hard work; we’re just doing small things. The real hard work is what you all do. I really can’t thank you enough. If it weren’t for you, Tingting and I wouldn’t have the life we have now."

These were heartfelt words from Chen He.

Once he was in despair, especially after his wife’s tragic death, if not for having a daughter to care for, he wouldn’t have been able to carry on; his inner beliefs completely collapsed and the hope for living utterly shattered.

Everything was because Lin Fan pulled them out of the depths of despair.

"Don’t say that, during times of disaster, helping each other is what we should do. Likewise, your presence gave me something to pursue and a goal."

Lin Fan smiled, not a single false word, as it truly was .

He used to think that taking care of himself was enough, even during the apocalypse, as long as he lived according to his past lifestyle, he could be just like before.

But later, meeting certain people and encountering certain things gradually changed his mind.

Chen He reflected, indeed, still as humble as ever.

The two chatted casually, discussing prospects for the future as well as the upheavals during the apocalypse.

A group of children appeared.

Led by their teacher, the children laughed and shouted with excitement, observing the livestock around them. Most of them were city kids, some who might never have seen cows, pigs, or sheep even as adults.

In the children’s eyes, the meat was what their mothers prepared and served on the table as delicious meals; eating meat could make them grow taller and gain weight.

And now it’s the apocalypse.

The future apocalypse will end, but everything will start anew.

They need to learn to repair various things, learn how to diagnose illnesses, and many other skills essential for the future.

"Look how happy the children are."

Lin Fan smiled, savoring the occasional moments of ease, such scenes bringing a pleasant feeling. Read full story at 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭⚑𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⚑𝕟𝕖𝕥

Chen He reflected, they were doing what the ancestors once did for them, devoting themselves, so the next generation could live in a beautiful world.

During past peaceful times, it was the previous generation who sacrificed their lives to attain it.

Now that temporary peace has vanished, the apocalypse has descended, turmoil is arising again, and the disaster threatening human extinction has enveloped the entire world.

The protected next generation has grown up, and now it’s their turn to devote themselves, creating a better life for the generations to come.

Lin Fan’s eyes shone with determined light, "I firmly believe I will clear all zombies. Ultimately, I will turn Huang City into the perfect final haven for humanity, where future generations can grow up without the threat of zombies."

He always believed in this.

The process may be exhausting.

But he never considered this exhaustion to be a bad thing.

The children saw him and waved enthusiastically from afar, shouting joyfully.

Upon hearing the children’s greetings.

Lin Fan also smiled and waved back at the children, especially Feifei and Tingting, who waved with the most vigor.

"Has everyone who should come arrived?"

In a desolate old building, a man wearing casual clothes and glasses looked at everyone and asked.

In the cluttered venue, the summoned Mutants each found a comfortable place to stand or sit.

"No, Poison Sting and Red Demon haven’t arrived."

As soon as this Mutant said these words.

The door was pushed open.

Cui Xiaofei and Zhong Hong walked inside.

"Haha, I thought you weren’t coming; we’ve been waiting for you, such respect you command." One of the Mutants remarked.

Poison Sting Zhong Hong appeared behind him, his originally slender fingers transformed into poison needles, hovering near the other’s skin, seemingly warning that another word might pierce his skin.

The sudden turn of events made this Mutant feel somewhat embarrassed, but he forced a smile.

"Poison Sting, just kidding, no need to be so petty."

The man organizing the event also advised, "Alright, what’s important is not to waste time."

Poison Sting withdrew the poison needles, his fingers returning to normal, finding a corner where he leaned against the wall, silently observing.

"Is Brother Yellow Godzilla not here?"

Someone, noticing Godzilla’s absence, casually remarked.

"Gone, he sent a message to headquarters when he died, claiming he could take down Officer Huang. I think he was likely killed by that so-called Officer Huang."

"That guy from Sunshine Shelter, right?"

"Haha, such a weak thing, thought he was so strong. I’ve long found that yellow-haired guy unpleasant."

No one showed any signs of grief over Yellow Godzilla’s death, not a trace of emotions stirred.

Cui Xiaofei kept silent about encountering Officer Huang and Lin Fan.

Somethings are best kept buried inside.

"Time to discuss serious matters." The organizer spoke again.

His status within the organization seemed clear; as he spoke again, everyone quieted down, focusing on the wall ahead.

The man felt satisfied, turned on the projector, and maps along with some diagrams appeared on the wall.

"This time, we aim to hunt a Creator temporarily named [Disgusting Grubworm], it’s residing in the desert city, capable of moving through the desert without any zombie guards, acting alone."

"Based on multiple observations, its main body is hidden underground in the desert, with exposed tentacles resembling desert larvae, covered in dense spikes."

"The tentacles are between twenty to thirty meters long, two tentacles in total, equipped with suction cups, capable of spraying highly corrosive liquid..."

The Mutants listened attentively.

Even though they were proud beings.

They understood they were facing a Creator, which wasn’t something easily handled; any negligence could result in dying at the Creator’s hands.

Cui Xiaofei squinted slightly, sensing it might be a bit tricky.

Though it was a weak Creator, with no zombie horde nearby, he kept thinking... Can their numbers truly handle a Creator?

While he pondered heavily.

The other Mutants showed no tension; after the introduction, they started to complain.

"What a disgusting zombie, calling it Disgusting Grubworm really fits."

"Just how do zombies evolve into such gross creatures?"

"Who would dare use its gene? I wouldn’t, scared it might turn me into that, just imagining it is terrifying."

The organizer said, "Tomorrow morning we start hunting the Disgusting Grubworm Creator. Of course, initially, the organization will cover it with firepower to force it out. If it can be injured, it will significantly reduce your pressure."

Thus, the plan was set.

Cui Xiaofei understood well that this was likely a fierce battle.

Among the eleven Mutants present, how many could stand unscathed?

What does the organization want with this incorrectly evolved Creator’s gene?