Hello, My Name is Lin Fan, I Am a Security Guard

Sunshine Residential Complex.

Room 603.

The air was thick with the scent of baby feces. Sensible Feifei was busy running back and forth, constantly carrying the soiled diapers downstairs.

Her mother and the two grandmothers were busy with the chores, and since the two grandfathers were getting on in years, she took it upon herself to handle the small task of taking out the trash.

Despite the stench, she didn't find it tiring at all; compared to studying, she felt she actually preferred the smell.

Lin Fan, a naive young man, didn't know where to start even though he wanted to help, so he could only watch them work.

He learned by watching from the sidelines.

No one is born knowing how to do these things; everyone learns as they go.

As Xu Guifen applied the ointment, she said, "It's fortunate we discovered it in time. If it had been even a little later, the child's life might not have been saved. But we can't be careless now. An infant's resistance is low, and with the current infection on her bottom and other parts of her body, she needs careful nursing to recover."

Infants who could survive in the apocalypse were few and far between. They were too small; they cried when hungry, cried when they soiled themselves, and cried when uncomfortable. Their cries would attract zombies.

Survivors already suffering through the apocalypse would never keep a bomb that could detonate the entire team at any moment. Therefore, if Lin Fan hadn't taken the baby in, she would have become just another innocent, wronged soul in this wasteland.

But she was completely safe now. Under Lin Fan's protection, she would be fine. They hadn't known Lin Fan for long, but they knew his character.

"Lin Fan, what is the baby's name?" Old Man Wang asked. Seeing this tiny new life in the apocalypse released some of the oppressive tension in his heart; it made him think that the world might still hold hope.

"Mengmeng." Lin Fan looked at the baby, who had finished her formula and was resting with her eyes closed, and smiled. As long as she could be saved and raised well, she would surely grow up healthy.

The baby had no blood relation to him, but she was truly pitiful. Having lost her parents at such a young age and surviving only because her mother had sacrificed her life to protect her, she deserved to live on with passion and hope, no matter what.

"And her surname?" Old Man Wang asked.

Lin Fan shook his head. "I don't know. Her mother's diary only recorded her as Mengmeng."

"Mengmeng... no surname. Since you were the one who saved her, why not let her take your surname, Lin?" Old Man Wang suggested.

He had once known comrades who, during the heat of battle, encountered children who had lost their parents. Moved by pity, they would bring the children back after the war to raise them, and the children would always take their surnames.

Lin Fan refused. "No, let her just be Mengmeng. Her life was won for her by her mother, who gave her the hope of living. When she is old enough to understand, I will tell her everything so she knows that she once had a great mother."

At this moment.

Old Man Zhou didn't think there was anything wrong with Lin Fan's decision.

"Let me take care of the child from now on. After all, I've raised Feifei for so many years, so I have the experience," Li Mei offered. Lin Fan was still young and lacked experience in childcare, and the two grandmothers were too old to handle the exhaustion of the night. Only she was young enough to endure it.

You don't know how tiring it is to raise a child until you've done it.

Especially at night, when the baby cries incessantly—that is the most terrifying part.

"Sister Li, I'll trouble you to look after her during the day, but I'll handle the nights myself." Lin Fan didn't want to be too much of a burden. Sister Li meant well, but he needed to find something to do during the day. He had a little money left, and while he could get by with frugality, now that there was a baby, he had to prioritize finding work.

He knew that taking care of a baby at night was difficult, and Sister Li and Feifei needed proper sleep, not to mention the four elderly people who certainly couldn't handle it.

Furthermore, he was the one who brought the baby back. How could he dump the heavy burden of caring for her onto someone else? He already felt a bit embarrassed having Sister Li help during the day, let alone at night.

He had seen many movies where people, overwhelmed by their own overflowing sympathy, brought back burdens they couldn't care for, only to pass them off to others and shift unknown dangers onto them as well.

He wouldn't do that.

He brought baby Mengmeng back because he knew he had the ability, the certainty, and the confidence.

Oh, right.

Confidence is often the beginning of a death wish, so it's better to say he had the ability.

Mengmeng was already fast asleep.

Before he knew it, it was already noon.

Li Mei wanted to invite Lin Fan to eat at her place. He initially thought it wouldn't be necessary to trouble her and that he could just fix something at home, but when Sister Li insisted that people should help each other in the apocalypse, he agreed.

It wasn't good to reject someone's kindness.

It was just a meal; it wasn't a big deal, so agreeing was fine.

With the supplies he had purchased, there was enough for Sister Li and the others to live on for a while. When the supplies ran out, he would just go out and buy more.

At the dining table.

Sister Li was very hospitable and had invited the old men as well.

"Lin Fan, is something troubling you?" Old Man Wang asked. He noticed that Lin Fan's brow was constantly furrowed, as if he were thinking about something.

"Just a little," Lin Fan said.

"Tell us about it. Maybe we can help you figure something out," Old Man Wang said with a smile.

Everyone looked at Lin Fan. The life they had now was all provided by this young man before them, yet they always felt that Lin Fan didn't seem to take such things to heart.

Li Mei knew that when the apocalypse descended, the price one had to pay to receive protection from others was usually immense.

Whether it was a glamorous celebrity or the daughter of a billionaire, everyone needed to pay a price to be protected in the apocalypse. Even the servants who were once insulted with money could completely turn the tables in a world where money was useless, treating their former employers like pigs or dogs to be slaughtered at will.

She was lucky. In fact, to keep her daughter alive, she would have crawled at someone's feet like a dog if they had wanted to toy with her.

But that didn't happen. This Lin Fan, who had shown her a glimmer of hope, was incredibly kind to them. Living in the Sunshine Residential Complex, there was an indescribable sense of peace.

"I was just thinking that I need to find some work to earn money. Mengmeng is still small, and the expenses are high; there are definitely a lot of things that need to be bought," Lin Fan said with complete seriousness.

Everyone at the dining table stared blankly at Lin Fan.

It wasn't that they felt he was mentally ill.

Rather, they wanted a moment to slow down and digest what they had just heard.

Feifei kept her head down, shoveling rice into her mouth, thinking, This has nothing to do with me. This is how adults communicate; I'm just a kid, and kids shouldn't interrupt.

Li Mei struggled to understand why he would have such thoughts. Why spend money on things in the apocalypse? Just being alive was already good enough.

Old Man Zhou wore a smile, looking very kind and benevolent.

The two grandmothers looked at Old Man Wang, as if to say, "You should have a good talk with little Fan. It would be best if you could change his mindset. In the apocalypse, there's no need to keep sticking to the idea of paying for things. Sometimes, taking them for free isn't your fault, it's just..."

"Sigh, yes, prices are very high right now, and the expenses for a child are quite large. If you don't find a job, it's indeed hard to support yourself," Old Man Wang said.

As soon as these words were spoken.

Everyone at the table, except for Lin Fan and Feifei, looked at the old man in astonishment.

Old Man Wang knew what they were thinking, but he only wanted to say, What do you know? By the time you understand, you'll be able to stand at my level.

Right now, you're still a bit far from me.

"Right?"

Lin Fan felt quite helpless. Money is hard to earn, and life is tough. Before the apocalypse descended, he had already felt this while suffering through late-night shifts at the company drawing blueprints.

"How about this, how would you like to be a security guard at Sunshine Residential Complex?" Old Man Wang thought of a good solution.

"A security guard?"

This was something he hadn't expected. The duties of a security guard were heavy; one needed to protect the safety of the residents, possess a sense of responsibility, and have a professional spirit.

"Yes, that's right, a security guard."

"Can I do it?"

"You certainly can. We are residents of the complex now, so we definitely have the right to hire security. As long as we all agree, it's fine. I, Wang Zhongguo, agree, and they agree too, so there's naturally no problem." Old Man Wang solved the problem for Lin Fan with great ease.

Thinking about it carefully.

It felt like what Old Man Wang said actually made some sense.

"I think I can give it a try," Lin Fan said.

"That's the spirit! Whether it's a good fit or not, you should at least try. Nowadays, a security guard's monthly salary is usually around ten thousand, so let's set it at ten thousand," Old Man Wang said with a smile. This salary was naturally a lie; the idea of a ten-thousand-yuan monthly salary was complete nonsense—getting three thousand would be a blessing.

He knew that Lin Fan liked to pay for things, but to them, money was the least valuable thing right now. Since that was the case, it was better to slowly and reasonably give that money, which Lin Fan deemed important, back to him.

"Ten thousand?" Lin Fan's mouth hung open in shock, and he shook his head. "Where would a security guard get a ten-thousand-yuan salary? The old man who used to watch the gate at our complex only made twenty-five hundred a month."

Old Man Wang said, "You are different from them. You are young, responsible, and very capable. Plus, you help us buy things from time to time. If we hired someone else to do these things, we'd have to pay them too. Ten thousand really isn't much."

He still had several million sitting in his bank account, more than he could ever spend.

Old Man Zhou had even more money in his account.

So, money was absolutely not an issue.

Lin Fan said, "Let's make it five thousand. I wouldn't feel right taking ten thousand. A person's actions and work should be proportional to what they receive. I know you all want to help me, but I'm young, I have hands and feet, I'll be fine."

In the end...

Due to Lin Fan's insistence, the first security guard of Sunshine Residential Complex in the post-apocalyptic era was officially on the job.

Monthly salary: five thousand.

Totally awesome.