Street.
Old Mao drove the Steel Behemoth, clearing a path in front. Behind followed the cargo truck. Co Hang drove the cargo truck, with Lam Pham as the guarding member.
"Big Sis Leader, I still feel like I'm dreaming." Sis Van felt that since yesterday, things had started developing in a wondrous direction. Sudden safety, compared to their previous plight, formed a very stark contrast.
Tu Trach Duong said, "If we had communicated with him at the library that day, wouldn't we have been able to live in Duong Quang Apartments much earlier, without needing to experience so many things?"
Old Mao, driving, expressed silence.
Han Suong said gravely, "Experiencing some things can help us grow. Without experiencing some things, one can never grow. When exactly the apocalypse will end, no one knows. This is a long-term struggle. Duong Quang Apartments might be a long-term shelter, or it might be a short-term one. Long-term or short-term, all require everyone to work together."
"Big Sis Leader makes a lot of sense," Tu Trach Duong strongly agreed.
Old Mao said, "The current situation is better than any time before for us. We have a place to stay, can sleep peacefully, and fully recharge our spirits."
Han Suong looked at the scene outside, thoughts myriad. Having no peaceful way out was just leading to a slow death. Their team didn't want to become a burden to Duong Quang Apartments; going out daily was a must.
Suddenly.
A violent explosion erupted. Immediately after, they saw a sedan, as if hit by some immense force, fly out from an alley ahead like a cannonball, fiercely smashing against a wall.
"Stop the car!"
Han Suong quickly spoke up.
This kind of situation, this kind of explosive force, the image that appeared in her mind – no, it was that mutated zombie that could only bring despair.
Ear-splitting roars came from the alley.
Couldn't see the figure; just the sound alone made people shiver without being cold.
The overturned sedan, gas tank ruptured, black gasoline spilled all over the ground. An arm reached out from inside the car, struggling to crawl, wanting to climb out of the overturned vehicle.
Rumble!
A huge black shadow leaped over. As it landed, the ground cracked like a spiderweb. It was a Strength-type zombie, its massive physique appearing like a small mountain in everyone's sight.
The Strength-type zombie's body was robust, its pale eyes fixedly staring at the overturned sedan, roaring angrily.
"Hey."
Lam Pham stood before the Steel Behemoth, looking at the Strength-type zombie in front.
They were following behind. When they saw the car stop, they were somewhat puzzled. Then they heard the roars. Very familiar with zombie sounds; one listen and knew what the situation was.
The Strength-type zombie heard the sound.
Looked towards Lam Pham.
"Perfectly fine, yet how did it grow like this? How are ordinary survivors supposed to survive?"
Lam Pham felt helpless towards these evolved zombies. At least until now, he hadn't seen which survivor could possess superhuman strength. Ordinary zombies already made survivors despair; for this type of zombie to appear again, it was fundamentally not intending to let survivors live.
"Ugh ugh... Roar."
The Strength-type zombie didn't expect fresh flesh and blood to appear before it again. It let out an angry roar, stomping its feet, running towards Lam Pham at high speed.
Lam Pham didn't draw his sword, but clenched his fist, punching out from a distance. A seemingly ordinary punch, yet the moment it was thrown, the air vibrated, airflow visibly moving with the naked eye.
Pfft!
Thump!
The Strength-type zombie hadn't even reached Lam Pham when it instantly exploded, flesh and blood scattering in all directions. Debris in the center of the street was swept towards both sides. That perceptible shockwave spread to the end of the intersection.
Han Suong's group inside the Steel Behemoth stared dumbfounded, utterly speechless.
Even having witnessed him sever a helicopter with a sword strike from afar, they were still shocked by Lam Pham's strength.
Absolutely not something a human can do.
A god?
"How are you?" Lam Pham walked to the sedan. The injured person was a middle-aged man, covered in blood, abdomen pierced by a sharp weapon, head continuously bleeding fresh blood, red liquid obstructing his eyes. Injuries very severe.
The middle-aged man struggled to lift his head. Lam Pham's face appeared in his blurry vision. With difficulty, he said, "Tan... Tan Phong Orphanage."
Before Lam Pham could ask, the middle-aged man's head drooped; no more movement, not even a trace of breath.
Han Suong and her group walked to Lam Pham's side, looking at the current situation, already without a ripple of emotion.
"What's his situation?" Han Suong asked.
Lam Pham said, "He said Tan Phong Orphanage."
Tu Trach Duong walked to the overturned sedan, looked at the back seat, "So many zero-calorie snacks."
After saying this, Tu Trach Duong's expression suddenly startled, then became somewhat grave, as if something had come to mind.
Several images appeared in his mind.
The orphanage has survivors, all children. But food is scarce, to the point this middle-aged man risked coming out to find food, finally encountered a terrifying zombie, directly thrown, died tragically.
Lam Pham said, "Let's go over there and take a look."
He knew Tan Phong Orphanage, had seen it in short videos before. It was a Hoang city streamer introducing Hoang city's scenery and architecture, occasionally going to Tan Phong Orphanage.
This orphanage was built with donations from many kind-hearted people.
Took in extremely many pitiful children.
...
Two vehicles parked at Tan Phong Orphanage's entrance. (This seems to be a flashback to the events of Chapter 97, where they went to the orphanage. The narrative is jumping back to that point after dealing with the Strength-type zombie that was flung out of the alley.)
The orphanage's main gate had been modified, very simply, just covered the lower half with wooden planks, probably not wanting zombies or survivors to see the situation inside the orphanage.
Looking at the surrounding environment again: chaotic, dirty, corpses everywhere, also crushed zombie corpses.
Looking at these scenes, very easy to imagine what happened here before.
"Bro Hang, do you think there are still living survivors here?" Lam Pham looked at Co Hang and asked.
Co Hang calmly analyzed, "Yes, definitely. If that person really lived at the orphanage, there are definitely other survivors."
Lam Pham got out of the car. Han Suong and her group also got out. Going to the orphanage was something they hadn't thought of. Upon getting out, immediately became vigilant of the surrounding environment, in case zombies appeared.
The city now was truly too desolate. Looking at this surrounding environment, truly displayed the apocalypse vividly. Weeds grew even in the narrow crevices of the road bricks.
There was a lock on the iron gate, just hanging there.
Zombies wouldn't use locks. It was to prevent zombies from wandering here, staggering and accidentally entering the orphanage.
Extremely quiet.
The empty orphanage was silently quiet, as if no one had stayed here for a long time.
"Anyone here?"
Lam Pham called out softly.
No reply.
Ahead was a notice board, many photos pasted on it. The first photo appearing was an old grandma, Director Tuong Cau Vong.
Tu Trach Duong's eyes were extremely sharp, pointed to a photo above, "Bro Lam, look, does the person in this photo look very similar to that person just now?"
Everyone looked towards the photo.
Chef, Dai Duong Menh Mong.
"Yes, no mistake. That person just now is the person in the photo. Didn't expect him to be the orphanage chef," Lam Pham said.
Everyone was silent.
Could all already imagine what the situation was.
Entering the three-story high building, every classroom was empty, furnishings inside extremely messy, should have been caused during the chaos.
They searched.
No harvest whatsoever.
Lam Pham sighed. The orphanage tragically harmed by zombies. How many survivors can possibly live here? Adult numbers not considered many, but child numbers are very numerous.
Co Hang said, "I think these places are unlikely to have survivors. They must all be hiding. Tan Phong Orphanage should have a basement; that place is at least relatively safe. If searching, should look for the basement's location."
Han Suong said, "I know the basement's location. Our company did a charity visit before; I led the team to Tan Phong Orphanage. The basement should be in the backyard."
Lam Pham said, "Then let's go take a look."
Bang!
Bang!
Just as they were preparing to turn and leave, a sound came from ahead. (The narrative seems to have jumped back to the previous chapter's events at the orphanage. The following describes the scene with the zombified children again.)
Facing this sudden sound, Han Suong and her group were all very nervous. They were all ordinary people; when facing unknown sounds, their bodies would instinctively make them feel alert and tense.
Lam Pham fearlessly walked forward.
This was a classroom.
Standing before the window, the situation inside came into full view. The scene fiercely impacted Lam Pham's heart: the classroom was filled with zombified children.
This group of children rolled their pale eyes, sticky fluid flowing from the corners of their mouths. They wandered in the classroom. Upon Lam Pham's appearance, this group of zombie children's ferocity was thoroughly activated, scrambling towards this side of the window. However, their height wasn't enough; they could only grasp the glass with their hands, leaving streak after streak of handprints on it.
Han Suong walked over. Seeing the scene inside, her pupils suddenly constricted then dilated. She had thought about the tragic encounters of children under apocalyptic conditions, but only when seeing it with her own eyes did she know how great the impact of this scene was on her.
Old Mao and the others stood before the window, watching quietly, their hanging fingers trembling slightly.
Co Hang gritted his teeth, "Damn apocalypse!"
Lam Pham said, "Before the apocalypse, these children were abandoned at the orphanage. Even with many kind-hearted people caring, but without fatherly and motherly love, ultimately pitiful. Truly didn't expect, under the apocalypse, they turned into zombies, sealed in the classroom, turned into this state, unable to achieve liberation, even more pitiful. This apocalypse is truly very unlikable."
He liked the past world.
That was a world full of love. Perhaps a dark side existed, but when ordinary common people discovered darkness, even if unrelated to them, still would bravely stand up to fight against darkness. One person not enough, then two. Two not enough, then thousands, tens of thousands. Many hands make light work; faint light eventually becomes an unignorable scorching sun, hanging high, illuminating the world.
Han Suong looked at Lam Pham's profile, staring intently. From contact until now, she felt this person, called a guardian god by the survivors of Duong Quang Apartments, was very calm, extremely friendly. But didn't expect, he was also extremely sentimental, easily affected by the encounters of the weak, especially children.
From the age range of survivors in Duong Quang Apartments, she discovered Lam Pham's tenderness towards children was unique. Most couldn't bear to see children suffer.
Such a personality made her recall what Old man Vuong said: In Little Pham's eyes, children are hope. As long as there is hope, there is a future. Instantly enlightened, he regarded the children as future hope. He always firmly believed the apocalypse would have an end one day.
At this moment, Lam Pham, in Han Suong's mind, his image instantly became tall.
This was a trustworthy person.
Not just in terms of strength, but even more so in a kind of mindset.
Co Hang patted Lam Pham's shoulder, "No one wants the apocalypse to happen. We can only do our best."
Lam Pham said, "Bro Hang, you're right. I always hoped Hoang city could return to its former appearance. But now I feel even if Hoang city has no zombies, also hard to restore to past brilliance. A gorgeous shell is just superficial. And the prosperous Hoang city I truly look forward to, that's because it's built by you, by these children, by countless friendly people."
When the apocalypse just erupted, he always maintained past life habits: go to work, get off work, pay money, friendly greetings. But Hoang city didn't improve because of his actions.
What he changed was merely a corner, Duong Quang Apartments.
Within Hoang city, even the entire society, truly too small, too small.
Han Suong's group was silent.
Co Hang sighed.
But just then, Lam Pham opened the window. Han Suong and the others' faces startled. Before they could react, only saw Lam Pham leap in.
He didn't draw his sword, didn't throw a punch, but let this group of children charge towards him.
Most children's height only reached his thigh.
Han Suong and her group watched the current situation, hearts twisted together. What if bitten? Immediately after, what shocked them was, this group of zombie children actually couldn't bite through Lam Pham's skin, merely dirtied his clothes.
Lam Pham hugged a zombie child, patted his head, said softly, "Little darling, very soon. Uncle will be gentle. Now the apocalypse, for you all, is a disaster. Even turned into zombies, still like this. Sleep well. Perhaps the future will be different."
Finished speaking.
Crack!
Twisted the neck. Neck bone broke, nerves in the cervical spine severed.
He didn't know if this could make the zombie die. Previously always swung sword to decapitate, or one punch, one kick to death.
[Kill Zombie] [Points +1]
Death.
Crack!
Crack!
Crisp sounds echoed in the classroom. Han Suong and her group, standing outside, an unusual emotion in their eyes. They stared blankly, having all seen Lam Pham's decisiveness and ruthlessness when slaying zombies – one swing of the sword would surely shake heaven and earth, absolutely no whole corpse left.
That mutated zombie just now, one punch instantly turned into minced meat, just shows how terrifying it was.
After a moment.
The crisp sounds dissipated.
Lam Pham looked at the nap beds neatly stacked against the wall, moved them down, arranged them orderly, placed the zombified children properly, covered them with quilts.
This was the only thing he could do, also the final warmth sent to the children.
Leaving them, letting them wander everywhere, that's harmful to survivors, even more so makes the children, clearly already transformed, still suffer such pain.
This wasn't what he wanted to see.
Leaped out the window, closed it tightly, face smiling at the crowd.
"It's okay, they've all fallen asleep. Let's go to the basement."
"Oh."
When Han Suong and her group left, deliberately glanced at the situation in the classroom. Extremely quiet, not the agitation from just now. For some reason, a feeling in their hearts...
This perhaps is the best ending.
The best result.
Before an old, dilapidated wooden house.
Opened the door.
Could see inside was empty. Floor inlaid with wooden planks, a pull-ring on top. Co Hang stepped forward, opened the pull-ring. Light flashed from inside. This underground room existed when the orphanage was still active.
Seemed like during wartime, used to avoid artillery fire.
Always preserved until now.
Went down the stairs.
Lam Pham heard voices ahead; it was children's exchanging voices. Sound very small, but he heard very clearly, absolutely no mistake.
Reached the very end inside.
Five children, three boys, two girls. Among them, a girl looking about seven or eight, always telling the younger children to be quiet. Seeing Lam Pham and his group of strangers enter, all looked on with bewildered fear.
"Little friends, hello," Lam Pham greeted with a smile.
Han Suong and her group also revealed smiles.
Hoped to use smiles to make the children not so scared.
These children lacked nourishment, faces dirty. Clearly had hidden here for a long time.
For any survivor in the apocalypse, children are true burdens. Because they are still young, awareness of the outside still insufficient. Perhaps often something seemingly inconsequential to children, is actually an important factor leading to team annihilation.
Perhaps others wouldn't care about these children.
But they knew.
Lam Pham wouldn't ignore.
...
...
Duong Quang Apartments.
Clang bang...(Sound of eating utensils)
"Eat slowly, still plenty." Lam Pham looked at the children devouring food wolfishly; he also didn't know how hungry they must have been.
The crowd all gathered around watching these children.
Learning they were brought back from the orphanage, they could only say, these children were lucky. As for other children turned into zombies, they expressed helplessness. The current apocalypse is truly terrifying. Let alone children, even they, this group of adults, were tortured to the brink of madness, even their own lives not guaranteed.
If not for meeting Lam Pham, they would all be dead.
(Translator's Note: The content provided seems to be a repeat of Chapter 97, Part 1, detailing the rescue of the children from Tan Phong Orphanage. The chapter title "Chương 108: (1) Kén hình tang thi có lẽ thật vô cùng đáng sợ (1)" - "Chapter 108: (1) Cocoon-Form Zombie Might Be Truly Terrifying (1)" does not match this content. The text then describes the arrival at Ngo Dong District with Han Suong's group and Lam Pham's encounter with the giant zombie that eats other zombies and then turns into the "Infant Cocoon Hybrid-type Zombie," which aligns with the title. There appears to be a mix-up or repetition of text sections in the source provided.)
The following is the translation of the text starting from "Đường đi. Lão Mao mở ra sắt thép cự thú..." which seems to be the actual intended start of Chapter 108, Part 1, based on the chapter title:
Street.
Old Mao drove the Steel Behemoth, clearing a path in front. Behind followed the cargo truck. Co Hang drove the cargo truck, with Lam Pham as the guarding member.
"Big Sis Leader, I still feel like I'm dreaming." Sis Van felt that since yesterday, things had started developing in a wondrous direction. Sudden safety, compared to their previous plight, formed a very stark contrast.
Tu Trach Duong said, "If we had communicated with him at the library that day, wouldn't we have been able to live in Duong Quang Apartments much earlier, without needing to experience so many things?"
Old Mao, driving, expressed silence.
Han Suong said gravely, "Experiencing some things can help us grow. Without experiencing some things, one can never grow. When exactly the apocalypse will end, no one knows. This is a long-term struggle. Duong Quang Apartments might be a long-term shelter, or it might be a short-term one. Long-term or short-term, all require everyone to work together."
"Big Sis Leader makes a lot of sense," Tu Trach Duong strongly agreed.
Old Mao said, "The current situation is better than any time before for us. We have a place to stay, can sleep peacefully, and fully recharge our spirits."
Han Suong looked at the scene outside, thoughts myriad. Having no peaceful way out was just leading to a slow death. Their team didn't want to become a burden to Duong Quang Apartments; going out daily was a must.
Suddenly.
A violent explosion erupted. Immediately after, they saw a sedan, as if hit by some immense force, fly out from an alley ahead like a cannonball, fiercely smashing against a wall.
"Stop the car!"
Han Suong quickly spoke up.
This kind of situation, this kind of explosive force, the image that appeared in her mind – no, it was that mutated zombie that could only bring despair.
Ear-splitting roars came from the alley.
Couldn't see the figure; just the sound alone made people shiver without being cold.
The overturned sedan, gas tank ruptured, black gasoline spilled all over the ground. An arm reached out from inside the car, struggling to crawl, wanting to climb out of the overturned vehicle.
Rumble!
A huge black shadow leaped over. As it landed, the ground cracked like a spiderweb. It was a Strength-type zombie, its massive physique appearing like a small mountain in everyone's sight.
The Strength-type zombie's body was robust, its pale eyes fixedly staring at the overturned sedan, roaring angrily.
"Hey."
Lam Pham stood before the Steel Behemoth, looking at the Strength-type zombie in front.
They were following behind. When they saw the car stop, they were somewhat puzzled. Then they heard the roars. Very familiar with zombie sounds; one listen and knew what the situation was.
The Strength-type zombie heard the sound.
Looked towards Lam Pham.
"Perfectly fine, yet how did it grow like this? How are ordinary survivors supposed to survive?"
Lam Pham felt helpless towards these evolved zombies. At least until now, he hadn't seen which survivor could possess superhuman strength. Ordinary zombies already made survivors despair; for this type of zombie to appear again, it was fundamentally not intending to let survivors live.
"Ugh ugh... Roar."
The Strength-type zombie didn't expect fresh flesh and blood to appear before it again. It let out an angry roar, stomping its feet, running towards Lam Pham at high speed.
Lam Pham didn't draw his sword, but clenched his fist, punching out from a distance. A seemingly ordinary punch, yet the moment it was thrown, the air vibrated, airflow visibly moving with the naked eye.
Pfft!
Thump!
The Strength-type zombie hadn't even reached Lam Pham when it instantly exploded, flesh and blood scattering in all directions. Debris in the center of the street was swept towards both sides. That perceptible shockwave spread to the end of the intersection.
Han Suong's group inside the Steel Behemoth stared dumbfounded, utterly speechless.
Even having witnessed him sever a helicopter with a sword strike from afar, they were still shocked by Lam Pham's strength.
Absolutely not something a human can do.
A god?
"How are you?" Lam Pham walked to the sedan. The injured person was a middle-aged man, covered in blood, abdomen pierced by a sharp weapon, head continuously bleeding fresh blood, red liquid obstructing his eyes. Injuries very severe. (This appears to be a repeat of the scene from the previous chapter part where they found the dying chef from Tan Phong Orphanage.)
The middle-aged man struggled to lift his head. Lam Pham's face appeared in his blurry vision. With difficulty, he said, "Tan... Tan Phong Orphanage."
Before Lam Pham could ask, the middle-aged man's head drooped; no more movement, not even a trace of breath.
Han Suong and her group walked to Lam Pham's side, looking at the current situation, already without a ripple of emotion.
"What's his situation?" Han Suong asked.
Lam Pham said, "He said Tan Phong Orphanage."
Tu Trach Duong walked to the overturned sedan, looked at the back seat, "So many zero-calorie snacks."
After saying this, Tu Trach Duong's expression suddenly startled, then became somewhat grave, as if something had come to mind.
Several images appeared in his mind.
The orphanage has survivors, all children. But food is scarce, to the point this middle-aged man risked coming out to find food, finally encountered a terrifying zombie, directly thrown, died tragically.
Lam Pham said, "Let's go over there and take a look."
He knew Tan Phong Orphanage, had seen it in short videos before. It was a Hoang city streamer introducing Hoang city's scenery and architecture, occasionally going to Tan Phong Orphanage.
This orphanage was built with donations from many kind-hearted people.
Took in extremely many pitiful children.
... (The text continues to repeat the orphanage rescue scene from Chapter 97 Part 1, up to where they find the five children in the basement and bring them back to Duong Quang Apartments to feed them. As this is a repeat of previously translated content and does not match the chapter title about a "Cocoon-Form Zombie," I will stop the repeated section here and proceed with the text that seems to align with the chapter title and the events reported by Han Suong at the end of Chapter 97 Part 2.)
(Continuing from a point that seems to be the actual Chapter 108, Part 1, aligning with Han Suong's report about the strange zombie in Ngo Dong District)
Street.
Old Mao drove the Steel Behemoth, speeding along the desolate road. Surrounding zombies heard the sound and rushed towards the Steel Behemoth. Fleshy bodies colliding head-on with the Steel Behemoth was just asking for death; zombies were directly pulled under the wheels, fiercely crushed into meat paste.
"Having such a transport tool, truly very safe." Lam Pham sat in the passenger seat, watching the zombies being pulled under the vehicle, couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
Zombies were extremely ferocious; for any ordinary survivor, they were fatal.
Fortunately, humans had many powerful tools, using tools to fight against zombies, surviving in the difficult apocalypse.
Old Mao smiled, "Before, making this kind of car was purely a personal hobby. Watched movies, saw crazy stuff. Didn't have money to buy like that, could only modify it myself. Didn't expect the apocalypse to descend, everyone turning into zombies. Our group relied on this car to survive until now. But with the appearance of evolved-form zombies, the danger is higher. Take the Strength-type zombie encountered before; this car of ours might not necessarily withstand it."
Indeed, it was like this.
Zombies were evolving. In nearly a month, already evolved to this extent. Didn't know what zombies would evolve into later.
Tu Trach Duong said, "Old Mao, let's modify the car properly. I suggest we weld sharp spikes onto the car body, just like a hedgehog. If we encounter a Strength-type zombie, when it punches over, it will definitely give it several terrifying bloody gashes. Sis Van, do you think what I said makes sense?"
Sis Van said, "Mm, makes a lot of sense. Good idea. But if that Strength-type zombie lifts a sedan and smashes it towards us, what then?"
Tu Trach Duong smiled, "What's the big deal about that? You have to trust Old Mao's skills. Just do a Divine Dragon Swings Tail, drift and dodge. Simple matter."
Old Mao turned his head to glance at Tu Trach Duong, said ambiguously, "The head already knows, just that the hands and feet might not necessarily obey."
Leisurely chatting. With Lam Pham waiting in the car, who couldn't feel at ease? No matter how many zombies appeared ahead, if they had half a bit of fear, it would be their loss.
"Regarding modification, you can ask Old man Chu. He's an expert, very experienced," Lam Pham smiled, somewhat curious, "How did you all gather together?"
He felt they were really not bad, their individual luck also very good. In the early stages, when the apocalypse just erupted, some survivors were eroded by the darkness of the apocalypse. Under various desperate situations, harming others was an extremely common occurrence.
Old Mao, driving, thought of the situation then, slowly said:
"When the apocalypse just happened, I was still in the shop. Heard the sounds outside, found zombies pouncing and gnawing everywhere. I hid in the shop, didn't dare go out. Until the next day, thought, continuing like this definitely wouldn't work. So drove out to find the army, see if there were any rescue organizations."
"Didn't meet any rescue troops, but saw many zombies, also survivors trapped in various places. First met was Han Suong, then Sis Van, finally Tu Trach Duong. The scene when meeting Little Tu, thinking about it makes me want to laugh. This kid held a cardboard sign writing 'Daddy save me,' which made us all laugh." (Tiểu Từ -> Little Tu, nickname for Tu Trach Duong)
Tu Trach Duong's little face flushed red, hurriedly said, "Old Mao! You can't slander people with blood in your mouth! Was I like that?"
Sis Van said, "I saw it with my own eyes."
Han Suong said, "Indeed like that."
Tu Trach Duong was very helpless. The little boat of friendship between people capsizes just like that. That scene had become his stain.
Lam Pham watched with a smile on his face.
Soon, the Steel Behemoth slowly entered Ngo Dong District. Surrounding zombies weren't few. But as they arrived, the surrounding zombies actually ignored them, heading towards the distance. Over there, indeed, was the massive zombie they mentioned, but it wasn't a Spiritual-type zombie.
"This is what we discovered before. The surrounding zombies seem to be attracted by something, approaching that colossal zombie. Even when we appear, this group of zombies acts as if they don't see us."
Han Suong didn't know what type the distant zombie was. Very strange, very bizarre. After all, the zombies they encountered, whenever hearing movement, would become irritable. No matter where hiding, all would roar angrily, thinking of pushing out hidden humans to gnaw.
Lam Pham observed. The zombie's physique was very broad, even more robust than a Strength-type zombie. Its abdomen had a mouth, with teeth on both sides, dripping sticky fluid. Surrounding zombies approached it. Arriving before it, were grabbed by that zombie's two hands, stuffed into the mouth on its abdomen.
Han Suong watched the scene of zombies being gnawed, face pale. The bloody scene was extreme. Sticky fluid flowed from the long, narrow mouth, all over the ground.
Tu Trach Duong was chilled to the bone. Seen many strange zombies, only this type seen for the first time.
"Truly terrifying! But what exactly is it doing? Why eat these zombies? And these zombies don't even resist, even proactively offer themselves to its mouth?"
Couldn't understand.
Extremely hard to comprehend.
Lam Pham quietly watched, not because of the zombie's terror and bizarreness, then without thinking draw his sword to kill that zombie. "Don't you think this zombie seems quite good?"
As he spoke these words.
Han Suong and her group looked at Lam Pham in surprise, question marks appearing above their heads. Such a terrifying, disgusting scene, yet says the zombie is very good? If their ears didn't mishear, then this world is too crazy.
Lam Pham smiled, "Look, the surrounding zombies all walk towards it, and it's eating zombies. That means it's eliminating zombies. If Hoang city had many such zombies everywhere, then the zombie horde could quickly be eliminated."
Tu Trach Duong turned his head, half-understanding, "I seem to understand a bit, but still haven't fully understood. I think there's a problem here. No zombie eats its own kind without reason, even less so any zombie willing to be eaten by its own kind. My guess is, is this zombie-eating zombie evolving?"
Spoken with reason and evidence.
Old Mao looked at Tu Trach Duong, smiled, "Little Tu, your head is quite good; you can even think of this."
Tu Trach Duong rolled his eyes.
"Old Mao, I feel your words have a hidden meaning."
Han Suong, who had been observing the special-form zombie all along, her expression slightly changed, as if discovering something extremely incredible.
"Look at that zombie! Isn't it a bit different? Seems like some changes have occurred!"
Han Suong had been paying attention to that strange zombie from the beginning. When discovering the situation was somewhat different, even rubbed her eyes, as if thinking, Did I see wrong?
The group stared intently at that zombie.
Sis Van said, "Doesn't seem to have changed much."
"Talking with Little Tu, didn't pay much attention to this situation." Old Mao was somewhat adrift, working inattentively. Sense of crisis already lowered to the extreme. After all, Lam Pham was beside; what's there to fear? Perhaps this was Old Mao's most relaxed and leisurely moment when driving out.
Lam Pham said, "Mm, indeed some changes. Aura more full. I think zombies are all evolving, some slow, some fast. Even if this group of small zombies hasn't become evolved-form zombies, still useful. I think that zombie-eating special-form zombie definitely has a crystal in its head."
Tu Trach Duong said in surprise, "Do evolved-form zombies really have crystals in their heads?"
They hadn't killed evolved-form zombies, but in novels they read before, all had descriptions in this aspect.
"Mm, have."
Lam Pham thought, every evolved-form zombie has a crystal in its head. Since the apocalypse began until now, already don't know how many killed. Thought of Frostmourne on his back; the once Sword of Sin, under his guidance, had already become the Light of the Righteous Path. Under the enhancement of crystals, became a true divine artifact.
Tu Trach Duong said expectantly, "Then swallowing crystals, can one really obtain superhuman strength, become as formidable as Bro Lam?"
Lam Pham smiled, shook his head, "Fake. All fake. Don't always let your imagination run wild. Swallowing crystals might lead to death."
The group blinked.
Imagination run wild?
It's not that we like our imagination to run wild, but you really easily make us let our imagination run wild.
"You guys wait in the car. I'll go down and take a look at it."
Lam Pham walked towards the special-form zombie. The number of zombies surrounding the special-form zombie wasn't large, only forty or fifty. Of course, for ordinary survivors, such a number was very large.
The special-form zombie noticed Lam Pham, but didn't move. Just those pale eyes moved. Still grabbed the zombie that came before it, stuffed it into the large mouth on its abdomen, gnawed, sticky fluid flowing out from its teeth.
"So disgusting."
He never had any discrimination towards zombies. The only thing that made him unhappy was zombies always being inexplicably irritable, seeing living people and thinking of gnawing them. Such behavior, anyone seeing it wouldn't be happy.
A perfectly good Hoang city ruined like this.
Opened his mouth. The number of zombies before him decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Hello there."
Lam Pham greeted the special-form zombie, looked down at his shoes; the ground extremely sticky, blood threads clinging to the soles.
"Ugh ugh..."
The special-form zombie let out a low growl. Its upper mouth made sound, while the mouth on its abdomen gnawed zombies.
Lam Pham carefully looked at the internal situation of this special-form zombie's abdominal mouth. Seemed like a bottomless pit. Although its physique was very large, but consuming like this without rest, yet not half a bit of bulging situation.
Unimaginable, very unscientific.
Could its belly be a Rhine flask, able to contain many, many things, never to be filled? (Rhine flask / Klein Bottle)
Ngo Dong District was an area he hadn't cleaned before, but the number was already very small. Indicated when he wasn't aware, this special-form zombie had already eaten a lot.
Returned beside the Steel Behemoth.
"Not going to clean it up?" Han Suong asked. After all, this kind of bizarre zombie gave her a really bad feeling. For some reason, as if this zombie could breed even more terrifying monsters.
Lam Pham looked at the situation over there, "I want to take it to another place, let it continue eating zombies. What do you think?"
Sis Van and Tu Trach Duong looked at each other, said nothing. Anyway, they just watch. As for how to handle, that's Bro Lam's business.
"I think not very good. Its eating zombies definitely has a purpose. If left alone, allowing it to continue eating zombies, I worry an extremely terrifying evolved-form zombie will be born. Given Hoang city's current zombie numbers, relying solely on it eating one by one, also don't know how long it will take. No need to delay time, letting an unknown factor continuously develop."
Han Suong had her own thoughts. She naturally knew Lam Pham was very formidable. But formidable is formidable. If encountering this kind of mystical zombie, truly no need to rear a tiger to cause future trouble.
"Mm, you make sense."
Lam Pham nodded, strongly agreeing with Han Suong's words. Thinking about it, she's right. Then turned around, slowly drew Frostmourne from his back, walked towards the special-form zombie.
As if sensing Lam Pham's hostile intent, the unknown special-form zombie let out a growling sound, like a warning, as if saying, You better not come over here.
"Hoang city is also not a place where you can do whatever you want."
Finished speaking.
Lam Pham waved Frostmourne in his hand, one sword strike towards the unknown special-form zombie.
Pfft!
Cut in half at the waist. Huge body separated. Sticky fluid sprayed out, splattering all over the ground.
Finished.
Turned around, preparing to walk towards Han Suong and her group.
But wait.
He stood in place. No zombie kill prompt, indicating the unknown special-form zombie wasn't dead yet. Somewhat unrealistic. Zombies encountered by him, basically all resolved by his one sword strike. Regardless of chopping off head, or cutting in half at the waist, result the same.
Movement came from behind, like something peeling off.
A meatball appeared before him. The meatball was about a meter high. The meatball surface covered with black veins. The appearance of this kind of product startled Lam Pham somewhat. The zombie-eating special-form zombie actually had such a thing inside its body.
"More and more developing towards a fantasy direction. Zombies are all transformed from people; why would there be this kind of strange toy?"
Lam Pham thought, thought of what Han Suong just said. He truly felt Han Suong was a girl with ideas, knew some things are very dangerous, letting them go unchecked very easy for trouble to occur.
If he let the special-form zombie continue eating, what would it finally turn into?
When not seen with own eyes, truly hard to imagine.
Lam Pham drew his sword, preparing from top to bottom, one sword strike to cleave the meatball before him in two.
Just as he thought of striking, cracks appeared on the meatball surface. Pfft! A hand extended from within the meatball, five fingers curved, like sharp claws.
Lam Pham merely paused for a moment, without hesitation, directly one sword strike towards the meatball.
The extended hand, as if sensing danger arriving, actually thought of blocking with bare hand.
Pfft!
One sword cleave.
[Kill Infant Cocoon Hybrid-type Zombie] [Points +10]
"Hybrid-type zombie, very unfamiliar name. Still in infant cocoon state, points reached ten. Just like killing the Infant Spiritual-type zombie before."
Lam Pham looked at the cocooned zombie within the meat before him. Development somewhat incomplete. Actually only grew one arm; even body not yet fully developed.
"Zombies are truly developing in an unthinkable direction."
Until now, those zombies he killed with relatively high points were all in their infant stage. If allowed to fully mature, what would they finally turn into?
This was something he temporarily couldn't imagine.
Inside the Steel Behemoth.
"Infant Cocoon Hybrid-type Zombie?"
They heard Lam Pham state the name of the zombie he killed, all couldn't help but be shocked. Although didn't know why Lam Pham would call it that, but looking at its appearance just now, indeed could be called that. That meatball indeed resembled a cocoon.
Lam Pham's eyes were extremely calm. Towards the appearance of such a zombie, his heart didn't have too great a shock.
Tu Trach Duong scratched the hat on his head, "Damn! Always feel this apocalypse isn't right! Honestly, just now seeing that mysterious zombie eating zombies, I knew this apocalypse definitely wasn't simple! Didn't expect after being blown up by my Bro Lam, actually still a meatball inside! Isn't this just eating zombies to supply nutrition to that meatball, finally breeding a super terrifying zombie?"
Han Suong said gravely, "That meatball just now indeed resembled a cocoon. When linked with cocoons, things often won't be so simple. Every evolution is a rapid enhancement of life's essence. Hard to imagine when it truly breaks out of the cocoon, what it will look like."
Old Mao was middle-aged, age not small. Towards young people saying these things, he could only say young people are just good, thoughts just many.
Tu Trach Duong asked, "Bro Lam, you've been outside so long, have you seen similar zombies?"
Lam Pham shook his head, "No. This is the first time I've encountered such a zombie."
Han Suong was silent, expression slightly gloomy. Her thoughts quite many, a kind of worry towards the final development of the apocalypse. Survivors wanting to turn into zombies, that definitely requires being bitten by zombies to turn.
Now zombie types gradually increasing. Strength-type, Speed-type, etc., all understandable. Humans gradually evolve; zombies being able to evolve also reasonable. Just that evolution speed relatively fast.
But any kind of evolution must follow rules.
But seeing this kind of evolution today, can it still be said to have rules?
Han Suong thought, even if Bro Lam can eliminate all zombies in Hoang city, cities like Hoang city are truly too many. Cities of hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions even more.
Zombies are very many; special-form zombies will not be few.
And Lam Pham is only one Lam Pham. Can manage Hoang city, but can still take care of other cities?
Lam Pham saw their moods seemed somewhat gloomy.
Couldn't help but smile.
"Don't be so gloomy. Advance full of hope. Everything will be fine."