I'm So Mad!

Sunshine Residential Complex.

It was still very early.

Wearing his security uniform, Lin Fan had plenty of ways to slack off. He could just sit in the Security Room and zone out, for example. But he didn't want to do that.

Even though the apocalypse had arrived,

he still wanted to patrol the residential complex.

He wanted to see if anyone needed help.

"Xiao Fan, out on patrol?" Old Man Wang greeted him.

"Yeah, just checking around to see if anything's going on. I'm a security guard now, so I've got to earn the wages you're paying me," Lin Fan replied.

Old Man Wang watched Lin Fan walk away, holding back a few things he wanted to say to him.

For example...

Xiao Fan, you're the guardian deity of our complex now. With just one word, you could decide whether we live or die. Why act like you're working for us?

Even if you crowned yourself king and took control of the complex, who could possibly oppose you?

But he didn't say any of that.

He knew it was a matter of conviction for Xiao Fan, a way to hold on to his original principles even in an apocalypse that had already swallowed the world.

It was a good thing.

It helped Xiao Fan keep his wits about him in the apocalypse.

And it gave the rest of them hope.

"Grandma Xu, keeping busy?" Lin Fan greeted her as he passed the vegetable garden and saw her working there. With her and the others around, Sunshine Residential Complex felt more like home.

The elderly Xu Guifen smiled. "Yes. Xiao Fan, you look so full of energy in that uniform."

"Hehe, thanks for the compliment, Grandma Xu." Lin Fan smiled. With Frostmourne on his back, he looked like a wandering knight, sword in hand, upholding justice across the land. Of course, right now, he was keeping the complex safe.

Xu Guifen watched him walk away with a kindly gaze. What a fine young man.

"Huh? Why's this car parked here?"

A black BMW sedan sat outside the parking spaces. It was supposed to be parked nose-in, but instead it was parked sideways, taking up two spaces all by itself.

That was terrible behavior.

It might not be against the law, but it was extremely inconsiderate in a residential complex.

There was no phone number displayed on the windshield, so tracking down the owner would be difficult. He memorized the license plate, returned to the Security Room, and checked the registration book.

At last, he found the owner.

Building One, Unit One, Room 302.

A good security guard had plenty of responsibilities. Keeping an eye on the complex wasn't always enough; he also had to deal with all sorts of seemingly troublesome issues.

He headed for Building One.

He'd heard that some residents thought they could park however they pleased. Even with a security guard right there, they'd ignore any warnings and say, "I'll park how I want. What are you going to do about it?"

He hoped he'd run into a reasonable resident.

Although he'd patrolled the complex many times without seeing any zombies, he still needed to be thorough. If he missed even one, it could put the people here in danger.

He stopped outside Room 302.

He knocked.

Knock, knock!

"Hello? Is anyone home?"

He knew there probably wasn't, but he had to follow the proper procedure.

Knock, knock!

He knocked again, but nobody answered.

"Looks like no one's home."

He turned and went back to where the car was parked. There was nothing for it; he'd have to move it himself. He lightly lifted the rear of the car with both hands and straightened it out, then lifted the front and adjusted that too.

Looking at his handiwork, he smiled with satisfaction.

Just then,

two old men hurried over, looking flustered.

"Xiao Fan, there's trouble. The street outside is crawling with zombies."

Old Man Wang spoke urgently. They'd just heard a commotion outside and checked the cameras. At the far end of the street, an endless sea of zombies had appeared. The horde surged like the ocean, leaving them terrified. If that many zombies charged the complex, it would be hard to hold them back.

So as soon as they saw what was happening, they came to warn him.

"I'll go take a look."

Lin Fan ran toward the complex entrance. As a security guard, he couldn't let the complex fall into danger. When he reached the gate, he saw a mass of zombies running outside, their footsteps making the ground rumble. There were so many of them.

Amid the zombies' snarls, he could just make out the sound of a car horn.

But the horn was already fading into the distance. It was hard to hear unless you listened closely.

He didn't go outside and tell the zombies, "Please stay away from Sunshine Residential Complex."

That horde had no intention of entering the complex anyway.

"What are they doing?"

Lin Fan waited in confusion. Before long, he heard a car, followed by footsteps. But the gate offered such a limited view.

He could only go to the Security Room and check the surveillance footage.

A small truck was stopped in the road. Three people hurried out, backpacks on their shoulders. After looking around, they quickly vanished from the camera's view.

Old Man Wang and Old Man Zhou stood behind Lin Fan, watching.

"Xiao Fan, a car sped by just now, honking the whole way and drawing the zombies after it. Looks like the driver wanted to lure away all the nearby zombies and give those survivors who showed up afterward a chance to gather supplies," Old Man Wang said, analyzing the situation.

Just as Lin Fan wondered if Xiao Qing's shop was about to get looted for free,

he thought, I should stop them.

Xiao Qing is my good friend.

The horn of the car speeding away sounded again.

Beep, beep, beep!

There were zombies running, too.

The three survivors who were about to enter the shop heard the commotion outside, and their faces changed. One of them, a yellow-haired man, looked especially grim.

"Shit, he's trying to get us killed!"

With that, he sprinted outside.

Inside a car parked nearby, the man in the driver's seat rolled down the window and cried out in alarm, "Hurry, get in! That bastard's trying to kill us!"

In the car speeding toward them, a middle-aged man calmly watched the yellow-haired man run out of the shop.

His name was Chen He. Before the apocalypse, he'd worked installing broadband internet. When it began, he'd been at home with his wife and child. The situation outside had filled him with despair.

As their food dwindled,

he'd reassured his wife and child and told them to wait at home for him. Then he'd risked going out to look for food. He never expected a zombie to chase him. Just as he was in danger, a truck appeared with two people inside. One carried a shield, the other a metal pipe, and they skillfully pierced the zombie's head.

They'd saved his life. He'd wanted to follow them, but his rescuers weren't interested. He told them that his wife and child were at home and asked if they could spare him some food.

To his surprise, they agreed and told him to bring his family along to their shelter.

At the time, he'd thought he'd met good people. He hadn't known that a true abyss was about to swallow him whole.

Nothing happened on the first day, and he was able to recover his strength.

But who could have guessed that on the second day, they'd given in to their beastly instincts? They tied him up and raped his wife right in front of him. Unable to endure the humiliation, she fought back, and they threw her from the unfinished third floor of the inn.

He'd wanted to fight them, but who could have expected the four of them to hold his eight-year-old daughter hostage? If he dared to resist, they'd throw her off too.

Then they forced him to drive along the route they chose, honking to draw the zombies.

He knew that even if he made it back alive, things wouldn't go well for him. His daughter would face unimaginable torment.

If they were all going to die, why not die with dignity?

So he'd decided to take the four of them with him.

Whether his daughter could survive would have to be left to fate.

"I'm not letting you make it back alive."

Chen He floored the accelerator and rammed straight into the small truck. The driver inside saw what was happening, his face stricken with terror.

"No..."

Crash!

The two cars collided head-on. Smoke drifted through the air, and the front of the truck crumpled.

Chen He's head slammed hard against the airbag. As his vision blurred and his consciousness began to fade, he turned to look at the three men outside, their faces twisted with panic, and couldn't help smiling.

The zombies were still some distance away, but with their vehicles wrecked, the men had nowhere to run.

"Run!"

The yellow-haired man cried out as he frantically scanned the nearby shops for somewhere to hide. Time was running out. The zombies were no more than twenty meters away. They had only a few seconds at most.

A zombie charged at the yellow-haired man like a cannonball, knocking him several meters away. The zombies behind it piled on and tore into him.

The other two survivors raised their shield and metal pipe.

Bang!

A zombie slammed into them with tremendous force. The survivor holding the shield was sent flying, and the sounds of tearing flesh and screams rang out without end.

"Fuck..."

The survivor with the steel pipe pierced a zombie's head. Before he could react, the zombies knocked him to the ground.

It was truly hopeless.

They couldn't fight back at all.

Maybe an ordinary person could take one zombie down with them, but they shouldn't expect to survive a flood of them.

Once they saw the kind of zombies they'd have to face, some people were too afraid to go outside and starved to death.

Others believed the zombies were at the top of the food chain and that there was no hope of surviving, so they killed themselves.

There were plenty of survivors in Huang City, but that was at the beginning. After going through one ordeal after another, some died at the hands of zombies, some at the hands of other survivors, and some from despair.

"Xiao Fan, what are you doing?" Old Man Wang hurriedly asked when he saw Lin Fan start to move.

"As a security guard, it's my duty to protect the complex. A horde of unauthorized zombies has gathered outside our complex. I have to make them leave."

Old Man Wang: ...

Old Man Zhou: ...

Outside,

the zombies were pounding on the car windows. They'd already dragged the driver out of the small truck, while others were pounding on the windows of another car.

Suddenly,

"Hey, you zombies! Can you get away from Sunshine Residential Complex and stop making trouble here? There are elderly people, mothers and daughters, and babies here. I hope you'll respect the law!"

Lin Fan, brimming with righteousness, shouted at them.

He hated this sort of thing most of all.

Just because they outnumbered everyone, they thought they could trample all over the law and cause trouble for the people around them.

"Roar!"

The zombies snarled ferociously, drawn by the sight of his flesh.

"I'm so mad..."