Frostmourne, Is It Handsome?

He arrived at the residential complex and parked his little yellow bike.

He returned home.

It was empty and quiet, but he was already used to it. Now that he had electricity, water, and occasional internet access, there was not much difference apart from rarely seeing normal people.

"If Little Assistant could talk, that would be great."

He wanted someone to chat with too, but unfortunately, there was no one. Even when he did meet people, he felt that their mental states were especially bad—irritable and quick to anger.

He rarely paid attention to Little Assistant. He was not very interested in the thing.

He checked his points.

He really had quite a few.

He began allocating points. Besides strength, he wanted to increase his stamina and speed as well. It was not because he had thought it through carefully; he just felt that adding points to everything might make him a little more balanced.

He painstakingly allocated the points.

After the upgrade, he felt something strangely wonderful. A warm current flowed through his body, and every part of him quietly changed.

His abdomen felt swollen.

He lifted his shirt and looked. To his surprise, his little belly had turned into abs.

It felt pretty good.

He looked at the interface.

[Name]: Lin Fan.

[Strength]: 40. (Super Strong)

[Stamina]: 20. (Standard)

[Speed]: 15. (Standard)

[Points]: 0.

He clenched his fist. It felt full of power. When he threw a punch, it was not fast, but it carried a heavy feeling.

"I can't just hit people." Lin Fan thought. Otherwise, one punch would definitely wreck someone.

It was still early, and the air was fresh. This was not an illusion. It was likely because so many fewer cars were on the road, leaving no exhaust pollution. The air had improved, and Earth was regaining its former vitality.

He poured himself a cup of tea, held a book, and went to the balcony. He drank tea while reading, occasionally looking out at the distant scenery.

The view now was vastly different from before.

Back then, people came and went, and voices filled the streets.

Now, it seemed so quiet.

Time was always passing, slipping by in a hurry.

Suddenly.

Noisy voices came from downstairs.

Lin Fan put down his book, stood up, and walked to the balcony to look down.

On the street, two survivors ran out of the residential complex.

"A-Ming, save me!" The woman's voice was panicked and desperate.

The woman ran too fast and fell to the ground. The zombies behind her were relentlessly closing in. She stretched her hand toward her boyfriend in panic, hoping he would save her.

"It's all your fault, all your fault! If you hadn't insisted on opening the door to take a look, this wouldn't have happened."

A-Ming complained without any intention of stopping. He turned and ran.

They had made quite a commotion.

It alerted the zombies wandering in the shadows. A group of zombies was incredibly intimidating. Even Lin Fan might have needed to retreat a little if he encountered such a situation.

"It's too late." Lin Fan shook his head.

The woman was swallowed by the zombies. Her screams continued, then gradually grew weaker until they disappeared.

As for the man who had fled, whether he could escape was unknown. The pursuing zombies were no pushovers. They ran far too fast, and neither their physical strength nor endurance could be compared to that of ordinary people.

Five days later.

Every day followed a routine. Whenever he lacked something at home, he went downstairs to the Supermarket to buy it. There was also a Vegetable Market near the residential complex, enough to meet his basic needs.

Sunlight shone through the window and into the room.

"It's dawn. Another new day." Lin Fan opened his eyes, quickly got up, washed up, and made himself clean and neat.

He had always understood that looks were innate, but first impressions could be cultivated afterward.

If someone was handsome, people would call it a decadent vibe even if he did not clean himself up.

But if someone was ugly and did not clean himself up, people would say he was truly slovenly.

As long as one cleaned up and stayed neat, one would give people a good impression.

A slice of bread and a glass of milk made up today's breakfast.

"Feeling full really is satisfying."

He smiled, then tidied up, opened the door, took the elevator down, and went downstairs to exercise.

It was his daily required course. No matter how busy he was or what happened, he would definitely make time to exercise.

"One, two... one, two."

He stretched his legs, pressing down on the left, then the right. Even the air felt so fresh.

In another building, on the fourth floor.

"I don't want to die..." A man stood on the balcony, swaying weakly. His cheeks were sunken, and his entire body lacked strength.

He had not eaten anything for a very, very long time. Usually, he could only rely on water to sustain himself.

He regretted it beyond measure. Why had he not learned to cook? Why had he not learned to stockpile food?

Only when something truly happened did he regret it beyond measure.

Every night was torment for him. At the slightest movement, his nerves would tighten terribly, leaving him in an extremely vigilant state.

Over time, his mind had truly begun to break down.

His gaze landed on Lin Fan, who was exercising by the fitness equipment downstairs.

"Help..."

Thud!

The man crashed to the floor. He could not even lift a finger, and his consciousness sank into endless darkness.

Too afraid to go outside and search for food, he could only hide in his home, eventually starving to death alive.

Half an hour later.

Lin Fan finished exercising. He needed to prepare lunch.

He left the residential complex.

"Another exceptionally quiet day."

He arrived at the Vegetable Market.

A rotten stench drifted over.

The smell had been there for the past two or three days.

Buzz, buzz!

As he passed a meat stall, the pork laid out in front was already giving off a foul odor. Many flies crawled over it and circled around it.

"What a waste."

But there was no helping it. It had already rotted this badly. Diarrhea would be a minor issue if he ate it; getting poisoned would be a real loss.

Maggots could visibly be seen squirming in the meat.

How disgusting.

As the days passed, all food would rot.

Although the Supermarket still had plenty of canned food, he would have to spend money buying it every day. With his financial means, how long could he keep that up?

His family did not own a mine. He definitely could not afford it.

If he could grow food himself, that might be a good choice.

He looked through the stalls one by one.

He spotted intact pumpkins that had not rotted or gone bad.

As long as they had no cuts and were stored somewhere cool and ventilated, pumpkins could last for two months.

The owner was not at the stall, and he did not know where they had gone.

But that was fine.

He knew the prices of vegetables. He could just scan the code and pay.

He picked out some items.

One pumpkin, a winter melon, onions, and a bundle of spinach—all were completely intact.

The more he could buy, the better.

Food was rotting so quickly these days.

He did not know when the power might go out. If it did, preserving food would become truly difficult.

He scanned the code to pay, placed the vegetables he had bought into his basket, and continued looking around.

He looked at the stalls on both sides, searching for food that had not spoiled.

But after so many days, there were very few vegetables still in good condition.

Huh!

Suddenly.

He was delighted. At the seafood stall, a soft-shelled turtle was still alive in a red bucket, moving slowly through the murky water.

"What strong willpower. It's still alive even now. Soft-shelled turtle soup is delicious."

Lin Fan was very happy.

But very quickly, he dismissed the idea.

"No, I can't be so extravagant. It looks wild-caught, so it must cost at least several hundred."

"I don't have a job now either. So annoying."

After weighing it for a moment, he could only shake his head and leave.

He was too poor.

Some things were not available just because he wanted to eat them.

When he left the Vegetable Market, his haul was quite good.

Three pumpkins, four winter melons, some onions, and some spinach.

"Today, tomorrow, and the day after—my meals are taken care of for several days in a row."

When you do it yourself, you have everything you need.

No matter how difficult life became, he still had to face it with effort.

He carried the ingredients and headed home.

As the city fell into ruin, weeds had already begun growing through cracks in the ground. If no one cleared them away, in a few months or a year, this city would be covered in weeds.

"Hello."

Just then, a window on the third floor of a residential building by the road opened, and a weak voice called out.

The person who opened the window was a woman who looked to be in her thirties or forties. She was haggard, her hair hanging loose, with heavy dark circles under her eyes and no energy at all.

Yet it was still clear that she was attractive.

"Hello!" Lin Fan stopped and replied in kind.

Since the other person had addressed him politely, he should respond with the same courtesy.

"Is something wrong?"

He felt that since she had called to him, she probably needed something.

"Can you help me?" Li Mei's voice was weak and soft. During this period, she had truly been close to breaking down. If not for her ten-year-old daughter by her side, she would have had no motivation to keep living.

Those people outside ate people. Whenever they encountered someone, they ate them.

From the third floor, she had personally seen her husband, who had just been returning home, get knocked to the ground by a group of people. The sight of his horrible death remained etched in her mind even now.

What broke her down even more was that her husband, who had already died so tragically, stood back up. He staggered around like those people, wandering everywhere and biting any living person he saw.

During these days, she and her daughter had eaten the food left in their home.

But two days ago, the food had run out.

During this time, she had seen many people and had wanted to call for help. But what she could not believe was that those people had dragged a beautiful woman out of a store.

She knew that woman.

She was the owner of that store, very young and beautiful, only in her twenties, and she looked like a celebrity.

Right before her eyes, that shop owner had been violated by those people.

Because of that, she had hidden at home with her daughter and did not dare make a sound no matter who she encountered.

But now, she had no choice.

Without food, they were about to die.

She was not afraid of dying herself, but she did not want her daughter to die like this.

Even if she were violated, she only hoped the other person would give them some food so her daughter could survive.

"What can I help you with?" Lin Fan asked.

His voice was not quiet, but it was not loud either.

Li Mei was terrified. How could he speak so loudly? Was he not afraid of attracting zombies?

She looked around. There was no movement, and she immediately let out a sigh of relief. Maybe they were lucky, and there were no zombies nearby.

"Could you give me some food?" Li Mei begged.

At a time like this, she could only place her hopes on him.

"I don't need much, just a little. My daughter hasn't eaten for days. Please, I'm begging you."

She saw the food in his hands, but she was afraid he would be reluctant to part with it, so she could only ask for a little.

Lin Fan said, "You're afraid of those zombies, right? So you've been hiding at home the whole time? Sure, no problem. I bought plenty for myself. Even if I didn't have enough, I could go out and look around to buy more."

"I'll sell you two pumpkins and a winter melon."

When someone asked for help like this, he was willing to help. Of course, he had bought these things himself. If she wanted them, he could naturally sell them to her.

After all, he had paid for these things.

Li Mei was a little dazed.

Even in her poor mental state, she showed a look of shock. She had never expected this young man to say he wanted to sell them to her.

In this situation...

Was money still useful?

At that moment, a little girl hid fearfully behind Li Mei, secretly peeking at Lin Fan.

Her complexion was fairly good, unlike her mother's haggard appearance.

The woman had probably saved all the food for her child.

"Wait a moment. I'll bring them to your door. Oh, right, I bought one pumpkin for thirty yuan, so two are sixty. There are also two winter melons. They're cheaper, twenty each, so forty for both. Just give me a hundred."

As Lin Fan spoke, he thought of delivery work. He could earn a little extra for his trouble.

After saying that, he did not wait for Li Mei to respond.

Carrying the vegetables, he walked into her residential complex.

That was how work was done.

And business often came from good service.

He arrived at her doorstep.

And knocked gently.

On the way over, he had encountered several zombies, but dealt with them easily. Even a casual kick could send a zombie flying several meters away. It was truly terrifying.

Knock, knock!

Hearing the knocking, Li Mei knew that opening the door to any stranger at a time like this was dangerous.

She knew how wicked people could be.

No one knew what kind of heart was hidden beneath a harmless-looking face.

But she had no choice. For her child's sake, even if opening this door led straight to hell, she would not be afraid. She had even prepared herself to fight for her life.

Trembling, she opened the security door.

"Here, these are your pumpkins and winter melons. One hundred total. Cash and bank transfers are both accepted."

Lin Fan said with a smile.

Li Mei was somewhat stunned. She thought it might be dangerous for him to remain standing outside. If zombies discovered him, something terrible could really happen.

"Come in first."

"Mm, okay."

Without the other party's permission, he would not casually enter someone else's home.

Now that she had invited him in...

Naturally, there was no problem.

Inside the house.

The winter melons and pumpkins were placed on the table.

"Thank you, thank you so much." Li Mei was deeply grateful. In her moment of despair, hope had truly appeared, and she could not help but kneel before Lin Fan.

Those pumpkins and winter melons were a lifeline for her and her daughter.

"No need to thank me. Everyone has difficult times. We all live under the same sky." Lin Fan helped her up, curiously looking around the house. He even waved to the timid little girl in greeting.

The little girl was frightened and shrank back.

Li Mei was truly grateful. This young man named Lin Fan seemed like an angel.

His whole body seemed to radiate light.

He was probably the only living person she had seen so far who still carried the radiance of humanity.

At that moment, Lin Fan's attention was drawn to something hanging on the wall.

"Wow, this is a replica divine weapon, Frostmourne. I saw it on a website before. I never thought I'd get to see one in person."

Lin Fan was extremely surprised.

Li Mei looked at the sword. "My husband bought that before. He really loved playing games, so he spent quite a lot of money on this replica."

Thinking of her husband made her want to cry. He had spent tens of thousands on that useless replica weapon. Back then, she had said he must have lost his mind, buying something like that. What use could it possibly have?

But now, she would never have another chance to say anything to him.

"If you like it, take it. It's so dangerous outside now. Having a weapon for protection will make you safer," Li Mei said.

Lin Fan waved his hand. "How could I accept that? If you give it to me, what will you use?"

Li Mei said, "My daughter and I won't need it. Take it. You need it more than we do, and consider it my thanks for bringing us food."

Hearing that, Lin Fan felt a little embarrassed.

He had taken a hundred yuan from her, and now he was going to receive a replica divine weapon too.

One look was enough to tell him that this was not something he could afford.

"How about this? I know it's expensive, and I definitely can't pay for it. From now on, I'll bring you food without charging anything," Lin Fan said.

Li Mei stared at Lin Fan blankly.

"May I ask something presumptuous? Things have already reached this point. Why do you still think money is important?"

Lin Fan asked in surprise, "Isn't it normal to pay when you buy things?"

Li Mei: ...

A moment later.

"I'm leaving. You and your daughter stay safe. Always hold on to hope. It may come late, but it definitely exists. If anything happens, call me. I'm available anytime." Lin Fan waved, closed the door, and turned to leave.

Helping others was the foundation of happiness, so he was very happy now.

Of course, he knew his own limits.

He was neither Superman nor a saint, just an ordinary person living under the sunlight. He could only do what he could, and in his view, that was enough.

Having that kind of heart was enough.

People who enjoyed helping others often received good fortune in return.

Look at the Frostmourne in my hand.

Wasn't it cool?

It was really cool.

It would definitely feel great cutting down zombies with it.