Sunshine Residential Complex Gets on the Right Track

"Save me, save me..."

Chen Fei reached out, clawing toward the second floor in the distance. He saw a few figures peeking sneakily from over there. Deep in despair, he only hoped that those people would extend a helping hand to a fellow countryman.

But...

The ground shook.

The giant zombie arrived before him. Looking at the hideous giant zombie, Chen Fei felt an indescribable terror.

The giant zombie hoisted Chen Fei up, opened its blood-stained maw, and tore into his neck. A chunk of flesh was ripped away, and it brutally tore his limbs apart, blood splattering everywhere.

"Ah..."

A scream erupted.

Ravaged by the giant zombie, Chen Fei let out a heart-wrenching shriek, his cries of agony echoing throughout the entire street.

Some survivors hiding nearby heard the shrill screams and trembled in fear; the commotion outside was truly terrifying.

Hiding on the second floor.

Xu Zeyang said, "What kind of monster is that? It's no longer an ordinary zombie."

Old Mao asked, "Have you guys watched those zombie movies? Could it have evolved?"

The short-haired woman whispered, "Keep your voices down. Don't make a sound. If we're discovered, it'll be hard for us to escape."

They watched with their own eyes as Chen Fei was torn to pieces by that giant zombie.

What terrified them even more was the giant zombie's immense strength. With a casual flick, it overturned a car blocking its path. Even if one were hiding inside a car, encountering this thing would mean certain death on the spot.

Gradually.

As Chen Fei's flesh and blood flew, the street grew quiet.

The giant zombie roared hideously, as if declaring its territory.

Then, it turned and left.

"This kind of zombie seems to have its own thoughts; it's different from the others. The surrounding zombies are all circling it. If that's the case, it's far too unfriendly for us survivors," Xu Zeyang, wearing a baseball cap, said with a trembling heart.

The short-haired woman, Han Shuang, frowned and said, "It might be some condition that created this type of zombie. Its size and strength are pushed to the extreme; ordinary cars can't stop it at all. If we encounter one, we'll definitely be flipped over. The apocalypse is more dangerous than we imagined. If we run into this kind of zombie, we can only hide."

Old Mao sighed, "This apocalypse... it really forces people into a dead end. If zombies can truly evolve, without powerful weapons, we're just rats crossing the street, forced to hide and skulk everywhere, all while facing the unpredictable nature of the human heart. Sigh... it really is hell-mode."

Listening to Old Mao's words.

Everyone fell silent.

Indeed.

It was just as he said; it was difficult. Zombies were hard to deal with, but encountering other survivors was even harder.

In this environment, encountering survivors should have been a moment to see fellow countrymen, where everyone could breathe a sigh of relief and feel warmed by the presence of others. But who could have imagined that in this environment, the human heart would be even more terrifying than the zombies.

Nighttime.

Lin Fan lay on his bed, looking at the interface.

The appearance of the Little Assistant.

It had given him strength. He could gain points by hacking zombies, and those points could be used to add stats.

It felt quite interesting; it was one of the few pleasures in this apocalyptic environment.

"Add points, add strength, add stamina, add speed..."

Lin Fan looked at the interface, tapping away with a grin.

[Name]: Lin Fan.
[Strength]: 80. (Limit)
[Stamina]: 45. (Superhuman)
[Speed]: 40. (Superhuman)
[Points]: 0.

With the stat increases, his body underwent a slight change, as if his entire being had been sublimated.

Hmm... he should be able to kill two cows with one punch.

Turning his head, he glanced at the pitch-black night, hugged his teddy bear, and drifted into a wonderful dream.

In his dream, he saw Huang City restored to its former glorious and bustling state.

Everyone was very friendly.

After bumping into each other, they would apologize kindly.

"Sorry, I bumped into you."

He saw an old man carrying something.

"Let me help you."

He saw a thief stealing something.

"Stop, what do you think you're doing?"

Seeing a family in poverty with a child suffering from a terminal illness, even if one doesn't have much money in their pocket, they would still donate twenty to help the child afford medical treatment.

Seeing a child fall into the water, one would jump in to rescue them without a second thought.

Seeing a child dangling from a balcony, one would use their own flesh and blood to embrace the future of the motherland; even if it meant being crushed to pieces, they would never regret it, for that was a vibrant life.

All of these things are hope. As long as hope remains, there is nothing that cannot be overcome.

And now...

It is merely that hope has been shrouded by darkness. It will return; everything will emerge from the darkness singing joyful songs, dispelling the gloom and embracing the light.

Early morning.

A ray of sunlight playfully snuck its way inside.

Lin Fan yawned as he got out of bed and walked over to the water dispenser. He poured a glass of water and gulped it down; drinking a glass of water in the morning is helpful for the body and can effectively detoxify.

Holding his cup, he washed up.

Even though it was the apocalypse, brushing one's teeth and washing one's face were still normal things to do. Tidying himself up to look a bit more energetic made him look even more handsome.

Boiled eggs and milk.

That was his breakfast this morning.

This standard of living was considered quite decent in the apocalypse.

He opened his door, went to the sixth floor, and knocked on the door of the four elderly residents. The elderly tended to wake up quite early, and while their supplies were simple, their breakfast was very nutritious.

Arriving at the eighth floor, Li Mei had woken Feifei up early, served her breakfast, and organized the textbooks in her schoolbag, as she would soon have to go to Grandma Liang's place to study.

Feifei rubbed her eyes as she got up.

She truly hadn't expected that even though the apocalypse had arrived, she wouldn't be allowed to sleep in and would still have to carry her schoolbag to study. This was something she never could have imagined, no matter how much she thought about it.

It was truly terrifying.

In Lin Fan's view, this kind of life was the only real life—having people, having interaction, and having things to do.

Room 603.

Feifei arrived in the room with her schoolbag on her back, politely greeted Grandma Liang Yan, and took out her books. Being able to teach a child to read put Grandma Liang in a much better mood; she didn't seem downcast at all because of the arrival of the apocalypse.

"Grandma, can we study English?" English was what Feifei was best at, and she felt it wouldn't be too hard; it would be simple and easy.

A kind smile appeared on Liang Yan's face. "Child, English is useless. We will study physics, mathematics, chemistry, history, and geography. These are the true forms of knowledge."

"Alright then." Feifei felt that one-on-one tutoring was truly terrifying; the teacher's focus was always entirely on her, and she couldn't afford to let her mind wander for even a second.

Downstairs, in the quiet residential complex, Lin Fan spread his arms and took a deep breath of fresh air.

"Exercising for thirty minutes every morning will keep your body very healthy. Let's exercise together."

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

He had lived in this complex for a long time and was very familiar with the equipment here. Every time he finished exercising, he felt full of energy.

The three elderly residents and Li Mei watched Lin Fan as he exercised.

They didn't think much of it and joined in on the exercise routine.

Living here made them feel very at ease, as if the apocalypse outside didn't truly exist.

If any other survivors were to see this scene, they would absolutely exclaim in shock.

Do you people even take the apocalypse outside seriously?

Can you show the apocalypse a little bit of respect?

The three elderly residents were at an age where they needed exercise to maintain a good, healthy state of mind, which could prolong their lives and keep them in good health.

Li Mei had been hiding at home, suffering from mental torment. Now, having this opportunity to relax, she felt a sense of unreality as she touched the equipment.

She knew this was real; everything was truly real.

Looking around and gazing at the sky, everything was perfect aside from the silence—it was exactly the same as it was before the apocalypse. As she thought and thought... tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

She wiped the tears away, not wanting them to see.

After the exercise was finished, Lin Fan led them around the complex until they reached a plot of land that needed to be cleared for cultivation.

"I plan to grow some vegetables here. I've already spoken to the owners in the complex, and they have all agreed to plant them here," Lin Fan said with a smile.

He didn't pay the slightest bit of attention to the fact that what he had just said sounded more than a little off to everyone else.

Li Mei also wanted to do something.

She was truly grateful to Lin Fan for bringing her this kind of life, and she took the initiative to step forward.

"My hometown was in the countryside, and I learned how to grow vegetables from my family since I was a child. You can leave this kind of work to me," Li Mei said.

"Sister Li, can you handle it all by yourself?"

Lin Fan felt a bit embarrassed. He could sense that Sister Li wanted to do something to thank him, but it really wasn't necessary. Helping others was just a normal thing to do, especially when it was within his power.

Li Mei smiled and said, "It's fine, I'm very familiar with this. Growing vegetables might look simple, but it actually has its requirements; it's not something you can just do well casually."

Hearing this reasoning, Lin Fan didn't say anything more. He understood that some things shouldn't be forced, otherwise, it would only cause trouble for others.

The tools were right there.

Li Mei picked up the tools and began weeding and tilling the soil. Her movements were fluid and practiced. To Lin Fan, she looked truly impressive—much better than he had been when he tried it.

She was a professional, after all.

"Sister Li, then I'll leave the hard work to you," Lin Fan said.

Li Mei smiled. "It's only right."

Although in Li Mei's eyes, this Lin Fan who had helped them felt a bit strange, when she thought about it carefully, it didn't feel odd at all. Instead, he felt very gentle, friendly, and kind.

When the apocalypse descended, she had felt that society no longer had any moral bottom line, and there was no hope to speak of.

But now, her hope had been rekindled.

All of this had been given to her by the Lin Fan standing before her.

"This old woman of mine might not be good for much else, but I can still help out."

Xu Guifen joined Li Mei's team. As Li Mei weeded and tilled, she would pick up the weeds and pack them away. The elderly had all survived through times of poverty; even though they were old, when they worked, they were no worse than the young, and in some ways, even better.

The life before him filled Lin Fan with hope for the future.

He believed that the Huang City of the past would surely return.

The residential complex was no longer just him alone.

There were them, too.

Life was just like that—slowly changing from one person to many.

Bang!

Bang!

At this moment, a sound came from the direction of the complex's main gate.

Except for Lin Fan, the others who heard the noise grew a bit nervous. Anything capable of making such a racket at a time like this had to be a zombie.

"Don't be afraid, I'll go take a look."

Lin Fan calmed their nerves, then turned and walked toward the gate.

Old Man Wang and Old Man Zhou followed behind Lin Fan.

Seeing the mops, they both grabbed one.

If they encountered danger, they were prepared to fight the zombies to the death.

They might throw out their backs, but they had to do it.