Behind Me Stands Absolute Authority

Beep!

The Aima electric scooter is an essential mode of transport; as long as you don't go too fast, its safety rating is quite high.

The little electric donkey, with its red paint job, cut a magnificent figure through the quiet streets.

Roar!

The only fly in the ointment was the few zombies trailing behind.

Lin Fan was neither panicked nor rushed; he was perfectly at ease, occasionally glancing back to flash a friendly smile—a smile that might have been for the zombies, or perhaps for the four elderly people following behind in their car.

The zombies were chasing him, perhaps drawn by the heroic stance of the Aima electric scooter, wanting to reach out and touch such a legendary machine.

Or perhaps they were attracted to the domestic car driven by the old gentlemen.

After all, he had seen people get so excited at the sight of a luxury car that they would kneel on the ground to take photos.

So, it was understandable that the zombies wanted to touch the Aima scooter and the sedan.

There was no need to draw a sword and hack them to pieces.

That wouldn't be in line with socialist values.

Xinfeng Agency.

"Boss, I'm back." He parked the scooter to the side and spoke to the boss, whom he had previously split in two. "Thanks a lot."

He returned the scooter key.

He intended to lead the four elderly people into the residential complex.

Roar!

The roar of zombies echoed through the air.

He hadn't expected the trailing zombies to be so patient; they had followed him all the way and were now emerging from around the corner.

"Sigh, why be so unfriendly?"

Lin Fan signaled for the four elderly people to stay in the car for the moment, then drew his sword and watched the zombies charging toward him.

To the zombies, he was incredibly alluring.

They only wanted to...

Eat!

Eat!

Eat!

They wanted to tear Lin Fan to shreds, pull out his intestines and organs to devour them, and satisfy their hungry stomachs.

"I didn't want this either."

He swung his long sword, cleaving the incoming zombie in two.

Black blood stained the ground, and along with the various disgusting bits of flesh, it painted a truly hideous picture.

"Boss, I'm sorry, I've dirtied your storefront."

He apologized.

He felt a bit bad for the boss.

The man was just trying to run a business, and here he was, making such a mess. Lin Fan felt troubled; the zombies were just too violent, and if he didn't fight back, he would be bitten to death.

His nine years of compulsory education had taught him something.

He had to be a model citizen.

He shouldn't cause harm to others.

But if others were trying to cause him harm, he was allowed to defend himself.

According to the relevant laws.

Article 20: Acts taken to stop unlawful infringement against the public interest, or the person, property, or other rights of oneself or others, which result in injury to the perpetrator, constitute justifiable defense and do not incur criminal liability.

For violent crimes such as assault, murder, robbery, rape, kidnapping, and other acts that seriously endanger personal safety, defensive actions that result in the injury or death of the perpetrator do not constitute excessive defense and do not incur criminal liability.

When he read this section in school, he understood one truth.

That is, one must be a good person, and when defending oneself, if you can finish it with one strike, never use a second.

Otherwise, it might be considered excessive defense.

"In the current situation, although I've hacked many zombies, the national criminal law stands behind me, constantly telling me: don't blame yourself, don't be sad, you did the right thing, you aren't wrong, you are acting in self-defense."

"So, go ahead and protect yourself without restraint."

He arrived inside the shop.

The key to Room 804 in the residential complex was right here.

The owner had left the key here to make it convenient for the agency to take people to view the property.

He took the keys.

A smile bloomed on his face.

This day had been fulfilling; he had accomplished so much.

"Oh, right, I haven't paid the agency fee yet. I don't have any money on me at the moment, Boss. I'll have to owe you for now and pay you once I've earned some."

Lin Fan hadn't intended to ask Li Mei for money. Since the mother and daughter had gifted him such an expensive, lifelike artifact, he felt a bit embarrassed to bring it up.

What is the hardest thing to repay in this world?

It is human favor. Lin Fan was a man who cared about his pride; even if he truly had no money, he still liked to puff out his chest and pretend he was well-off.

He had to find something to do during this time to earn some real money.

He couldn't just stay cooped up at home all day becoming a shut-in; he needed to be a person useful to society.

The boss had been a respectable person while alive, so as he left, Lin Fan nodded at the boss's two halves of a corpse.

"See you next time."

Sunshine Residential Complex welcomed four new residents.

Wang Zhongguo, an elderly man with rich experience from having participated in battles.

Xu Guifen, an elderly woman who was once a military doctor with superb medical skills.

Zhou Aijun, an elderly man who was a military industry expert and recipient of many medals.

Liang Yan, an elderly woman who was a retired teacher dedicated to educating others.

In a zombie web series, if any group were to encounter these four elders, they would be so overjoyed they wouldn't know which way was up. These were, quite simply, the essential talents for surviving the apocalypse.

They would absolutely be treated like ancestors; even a single sneeze would have everyone on high alert, terrified that something might be seriously wrong.

Lin Fan directed Old Man Wang, who was driving, to pull the sedan into the residential complex and park it within the marked lines.

Perhaps Old Man Wang hadn't thought about parking perfectly within the lines, so Lin Fan tapped on the window and gently reminded him not to park the car outside, as it would set a bad example.

These four horizontal lines were not merely simple markings, but a set of rules.

Old Man Wang felt there was wisdom in this and used his superb skills to park the car properly.

He brought them to his home.

"Two grandfathers, two grandmothers, this is my home. I need to head out for a bit; I promised to help someone rent a place, and since it's all set, I need to bring them over."

"Do you have any specific requirements for the place you'd like to rent?"

Lin Fan hadn't thought about running errands for these four elders to earn a fee; it was completely unnecessary. He was more than happy to help with things within his power.

Old Man Zhou Aijun looked clearly puzzled.

It was the apocalypse now; the agencies were gone, so how could one even rent a house?

Old Man Wang Zhongguo, however, smiled and said, "Young man, the four of us elders will just live together. A two-bedroom apartment will do. Rent is quite high these days; here is my bank card, the PIN is 123321. See how much you need and withdraw it yourself. Oh, and don't forget to take some for yourself. Seeing how hard you're working, we can't bear it—it wouldn't be right not to give you some compensation."

Watching Old Man Wang hand over the bank card, Lin Fan realized that the feeling of being trusted was truly wonderful.

Who would just casually hand over their bank card and PIN to someone else?

He had no cash on him right now, though he still had a little on his phone. If it were anyone else's business, he certainly would have charged an errand fee, but he didn't want to take a single cent from these four elders.

When he led them away, the elders hadn't brought much with them, just a wooden box they had shown him. Inside were various medals—their glory. Seeing those medals, Lin Fan felt deeply moved.

He had no other thoughts, only the resolve to do everything in his power to protect these four elders and provide them with a stable life.

He arrived downstairs.

He looked at the quiet residential complex.

He looked up at the sky.

This day had been truly fulfilling. Although he had been very busy, he was very happy.