Suddenly.
They saw the same person as Thai Minh.
Most of the people who could live had some understanding of the content in the Zombie Illustration Book, and the most eye-catching was Lam Pham, the compiler of this book.
Immediately.
Everyone swallowed their saliva. They had already recognized that he was Lam Pham from the Zombie Illustration Book. There was no mistake, it was him. His appearance was exactly the same, with no difference at all.
The entire scene was dead silent.
Someone held their wine glass in a daze.
Someone lowered their head, as if afraid of being seen.
Someone didn't dare to breathe heavily, their eyeballs almost popping out.
Their expressions were varied.
But everyone had one thought in their hearts.
That was, how did he appear here?
This was unscientific.
Hoang City was far from here. To come all this way, one would have to encounter countless zombies, with danger lurking everywhere. It was hard to imagine.
At this moment, Lam Pham just quietly looked at them. Regarding this group of survivors, he thought that if Officer Hoang could be here, then he basically wouldn't need to be responsible.
Relying on Officer Hoang would be enough.
"Sorry, I still have something to do, I have to leave first."
An Awakened one stood up, his expression slightly flustered. Although he had never personally seen how powerful Lam Pham was, just the description in the Zombie Illustration Book made him feel very terrified.
"Sorry, please wait a moment."
Lam Pham spoke.
The survivor who wanted to leave turned his head to look at Lam Pham, "I don't even know you, nor have I offended you. I want to leave, is there a problem?"
As he said these words, his heart was pounding, always feeling that something was not right.
"Mm, I came from a very far place. Someone told me about the problem of the trading post here. I also just glanced at the situation here. I feel that I can't let you leave. Although I have no right to stop your freedom, but... please wait a moment."
After speaking, Lam Pham took out his satellite phone and, not knowing where Officer Hoang was, made a call.
Everyone quietly watched Lam Pham's technique.
Full of doubt.
Some people even thought in their hearts... which bastard is this, a proper person who doesn't act like one, but actually plays the role of a sneaky person? We can't have freedom anymore, we must provoke this guy.
You fucking don't want freedom, we still want it.
If we knew who did it, we would have to smash their head.
Just as they were thinking about these things.
Lam Pham had already dialed Officer Hoang's number.
"Hello, Officer Hoang, hello."
The opening was a shocking conversation.
Damn it.
Isn't Officer Hoang a zombie? How can he talk? Even if you described in the illustrated book that Officer Hoang is rational, he doesn't seem to be able to speak.
"Meow meow..."
"Oh, very good. I have something to ask you. I met a group of survivors outside, among them many Awakened ones, but they have done many not-so-friendly things. I want to ask, if I take them back to Hoang City, is there a problem?"
"Meow meow..."
"Okay, I understand. It's good that there's no problem."
"Meow meow..."
"Thank you, Officer Hoang. You take care of yourself. If you encounter any trouble, remember to call me anytime."
He hung up the phone.
Lam Pham looked at everyone at the scene, "Sorry, I just spoke with Officer Hoang and have gotten permission. I will exercise the right to maintain public order and take you back to Hoang City."
The number of people was too large, and talking too much was a bit inconvenient for communication. Directly taking them back was the best solution.
"I want to go, I have my freedom."
The survivor who wanted to leave earlier had a premonition that the situation was not good. If they really returned to Hoang City with the other party, then their freedom would no longer exist.
So no matter what, he wanted to leave.
And just as he was about to reach the gate, with a poof, an invisible sharp sword light broke through the air, directly drawing a long mark on the ground. The metal ground was even split open by this sharp edge, shocking the survivor into standing there foolishly, his whole person already dumbfounded.
"Sit back down."
Lam Pham's expression became serious. Regarding this group of survivors, he could see that they were all well-versed in the ways of the apocalypse, and their methods were relatively ruthless.
If he greeted them with a gentle attitude, they might think he was easy to bully.
This situation made him think of his past when he was working.
There was an employee in the company who usually behaved very politely and was very gentle to everyone. Once, the boss, Jiang Zhongming, deliberately deducted his salary. Who would have thought that the other party would directly walk into the office, slam his hands on the desk, and glare at the boss.
"Give me my salary, not a penny less. Otherwise, either you die here, or I die here."
The once fierce boss was actually intimidated.
He very speechlessly handed over the salary to the other party and even complained to him, isn't it just a few thousand yuan of salary, is it necessary to risk your life with me?
Regarding this, Lam Pham knew that when encountering some things, one must show a tough side to fiercely intimidate the other party.
The survivor stared blankly at the mark in front of him, his eyes wide open, as if he had seen a ghost, his heart pounding.
"Okay, bro."
The survivor who had forcibly wanted to leave, very obediently turned around and returned to his original seat.
Lam Pham looked at everyone at the scene, his calm gaze stopping on each of them one by one. He clearly hadn't done anything, not even said much.
But he was like a great mountain, pressing down on everyone, making them a little unable to breathe.
It wasn't that no one was unhappy with Lam Pham's behavior.
It was just that no one took the lead. On their own, it was definitely not possible.
How he hoped someone could take the initiative to jump out, domineeringly have a fierce conflict with Lam Pham, thereby pulling the rhythm of the entire scene, for freedom, for doing whatever they wanted, we want to fight you to the death.
Unfortunately... no one dared to do this.
Lam Pham was very satisfied with the behavior of the survivor just now. It was very good, at least he knew when to advance and when to retreat.
He slowly put away Frostmourne.
At this time.
Lam Pham saw at a stall, a woman with dull eyes, leaning against the railing. Her appearance was very heart-wrenching. How many things did one have to experience to become like this?
He stood up and walked towards the woman. As he approached, the woman's footsteps clearly retreated a little, as if it had formed a chain reaction.
"Hello, my name is Lam Pham, from Sunshine Shelter in Hoang City. I have always wanted to provide a place for surviving humans to live like before. So don't be afraid, I have no ill will towards you. Can you tell me, is everything you are doing now voluntary?"
Lam Pham's voice was extremely gentle, without even a hint of a raised tone. He was afraid of frightening the other party.
At the same time, he noticed that the other party's exposed arm was bruised and purple.
The stall owner on the side bowed and said obsequiously, "She is voluntary, voluntary."
"You shut up for me," Lam Pham's sharp gaze stared at the other party.
He had always been gentle and friendly to everyone in the past, but that didn't mean he wouldn't be serious.
The stall owner didn't dare to meet Lam Pham's gaze, shrinking his head in fear, not daring to say a word.
Lam Pham quietly waited for her answer.
The woman looked at Lam Pham in front of her. In her dull eyes, her pupils contracted slightly, as if a glimmer of light wanted to struggle out from the darkness.
Gradually, that dull gaze gradually began to flicker with light.
"No, I am not voluntary."
The woman's eyes instantly turned red, tears gushing out like a spring, wetting her face.
"I understand. Everything is safe now. The dark age is over. A future full of life is waiting for you. Go, inform them, let them leave with me. In Sunshine Shelter in Hoang City, there is the life you want. From now on, you will live your own lives in peace, without having to encounter things you don't want."
Lam Pham's voice seemed to have a kind of magical power.
Comforting the other party's hurt, already shattered heart.
"Really?"
"It's true, everything is true."
Lam Pham replied firmly, then turned to look at everyone.
"All of you, come out with me."
After speaking, he walked towards the deck.
The survivors inside the trading post looked at each other, never having thought the other party would be so domineering.
"Resist?"
"You try?"
"Haha...."
They lowered their heads, unwillingly following Lam Pham.
When Lam Pham reached the outside, he found that everyone on the deck was standing there, looking at him who had just come out from inside.