I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade-Chapter 793 - 194: Is That Familiar Figure Really…?_5

Perhaps... this too is a form of liberation.

At this moment.

Lin Fan watched the frightened boatsman before him. Although the boatsman had actively attacked him, Lin Fan did not strike back, but instead gazed at the man’s face.

"What did you used to do?"

He sat leisurely at the bow of the boat, asking softly.

"Fish... fisherman."

The boatsman replied, evidently scared.

"A fisherman, huh? So, did your family die in this apocalypse?"

Upon hearing Lin Fan’s question, a look of sorrow filled the boatsman’s face, his fearful eyes gradually fading away, replaced by memories of the past.

"Dead, all dead."

He once had a family that was not rich but happy. The apocalypse shattered his family in an instant; his wife turned into a zombie, killing his children and parents. Shocked, he fled to a boat by the sea, drifting, briefly avoiding the zombie’s bites.

"Then why do you want to harm me?"

Lin Fan sighed. Humans are emotional creatures. Even people who are evil to the core have those they care about, but such people do not deserve sympathy. After all, harming others just to satisfy one’s own desires, even finding pleasure in it, is despicable.

The boatsman’s behavior just now was equally odious. In the past, if he cared enough, Lin Fan would have exploded the man with a punch in self-defense.

"I want to live. I wasn’t like this before. I worked from dawn to dusk every day, just fishing to make a living. But this apocalyptic world is so terrifying, I just don’t know how to live."

"I’m not like them, with strong bodies and trustworthy companions, or becoming an Awakener. I’m just an ordinary person. I didn’t have any other way except this."

"I know what I did was wrong, unforgivable even. But everyone is doing this. If I don’t, I can’t survive."

At that moment, the boatsman poured out all his grievances.

Upon hearing this, Lin Fan wanted to say that one shouldn’t harm others’ lives just to survive, but he thought better of it. After all, Lin Fan survived because he gained points for killing zombies, and the more he killed, the more invigorated he felt. His life went on as usual, void of setbacks.

But for ordinary people... perhaps to stay alive, one must fight desperately, even with no promise of survival.

The boatsman looked at the person before him, not knowing what the Awakener would do to him, but in his heart, he felt as if he could predict the outcome—to be killed by him.

"Do you want to return to your former life?"

Lin Fan thought of the prison in the city of Huang. A mistake was a mistake, unquestionably. He understood why the man had changed and what he wanted after changing.

Now Officer Huang was gone, and no one could sentence them.

"I do, even in dreams, I do. Even if life before wasn’t rich, it was a real life."

"Good, get up then, take me to that ship. I think I will give you a chance."

Lin Fan decided to send him for reformation at the prison. There, they could eat to their fill, rest easy with sleep. Of course, they would also have tasks in the prison, like gardening under guard or working on sewing machines and such.

If those criminals sent to Officer Huang by Lin Fan in the past knew of the current situation, they would roar, "Are you a fucking hypocrite? Are you a double-standard dog?"

With us, you sent us straight to Officer Huang.

Now facing these guys, you think of giving them a chance, sending them to prison—aren’t you cheap, can’t you stick to zero tolerance for evil, to the unforgiveness for crime?

"Ah?"

The boatsman looked at Lin Fan before him, somewhat confused by what he meant.

"Have you ever seen the ’Zombie Album’?" Lin Fan asked.

"No... no."

The boatsman shook his head.

Lin Fan felt that the dissemination of the ’Zombie Album’ was still too limited.

Although countless copies had been printed, thinking of how vast the country’s territory was, he understood. Having the ’Zombie Album’ cover every inch of the land required unimaginably many copies.

"Then do you know about Sunshine Shelter in the city of Huang?"

"I know."

When the boatsman heard ’Sunshine Shelter in the city of Huang’, his eyes lit up with a longing glow.

He very much wanted to go there, but the journey was too far, with countless zombies to face along the way. Some survivors had set off, reassuring them, "Don’t worry, as soon as I get there, I’ll let them know that people here are waiting for rescue. I’ll definitely come back with help."

Many held on to that hope, waiting.

But up to now... without any news, without any hope, the glimmer of light that had flickered in their hearts gradually diminished, until it vanished without a trace.

"Good. I’ve come from Sunshine Shelter in the city of Huang. My name is Lin Fan. If you had seen the ’Zombie Album,’ you would surely know my name, wouldn’t you?"

"Ah..."

Startled, the boatsman’s eyes widened, his mouth agape, staring incredulously at Lin Fan before him.

"You... are Lin Fan?"

"You’ve heard of me?"

"Yes, although I haven’t seen the ’Zombie Album,’ others have and told us about it. All this time, some of us have wanted to go to the city of Huang. Many have left, but there has been no word. Did they make it, and that’s how you knew we were here?"

The boatsman, overcome with joy, had tears in his eyes, his emotions very intense.

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