Chapter 7 Wu Chengbin

"How did you find me? I didn't even turn on the lights. How can you be sure there was someone in the room?"

Han Shuo voiced his doubts. The building had at least several dozen households; he felt the fat man hadn't just randomly chosen this place.

The fat man scratched his head.

“I saw you come downstairs today, run to the convenience store to get food, and then return safely. I saw the whole thing clearly from upstairs.”

"And bro, your swordsmanship is really cool, absolutely amazing!"

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“I’ve seen you before. You were always practicing your sword by the river. We don’t live in the same building. I live in the building across the street, number 213. Before the apocalypse, I came to this building to visit a friend and happened to run into you on the 6th floor. That’s how I found out your address.”

"After that, I thought that I would starve to death if I stayed in the room. You are an expert, and following you might give me a chance to survive, so I ran away from home."

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The fat man's mouth was like a machine gun, and Han Shuo probably lost patience. He explained all of Han Shuo's doubts clearly, and even flattered him a few times in the process.

After the fat man finished speaking, Han Shuo finally understood and carefully examined the fat man's face.

I did feel a sense of familiarity, and I remembered seeing him before when I went out.

"Come and sit down first." Although Han Shuo didn't consider himself a good person, he was definitely not a bloodthirsty person.

The fat man in front of him posed no threat, and besides, the fact that he could get here from the opposite building at night, crossing over zombies, showed that he had some ability.

Most importantly, Han Shuo wanted to find someone to ask him what happened during his fever that led to his current condition.

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"Alright! Thanks, bro!" The fat man was overjoyed to see that there was a chance to stay, and quickly sat down.

The fat man was also a cautious person, so he sat on the edge, some distance away from Han Shuo.

"What's your name?" Han Shuo asked.

"My name is Wu Chengbin, Cheng as in success, and Bin as in literature and martial arts. What about you, brother?"

"Han Shuo".

Han Shuo did not ask directly, but continued the previous topic.

"I'm quite direct. If you have any abilities that can attract me, I might consider your opinion."

Wu Chengbin spoke immediately.

"I can drive! There are so many zombies, we'll definitely need a car for the rest of the group."

"I can."

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"I'm very strong and can help you. Just leave the luggage to me."

“I have hands.”

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"I sing well. Just imagine, having songs to accompany you through the monotonous life ahead will make it a bit more enjoyable."

"…………"

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Wu Chengbin rattled off seven or eight points, some of which were common knowledge, and others were trivial. Seeing Han Shuo's face darken, he knew he had to find a way to win Han Shuo's heart.

After a moment of silence, Wu Chengbin's eyes lit up as he suddenly thought of something.

"I am proficient in computers and most electronic devices."

"Hmm?" Seeing that Han Shuo had shown some interest, Wu Chengbin quickly continued.

"My previous job was to help young people who were addicted to games, to influence them, and then to transfer their game accounts to others. This was how I helped them achieve a new lease on life!"

"Account theft? There's no need to make it sound so righteous." Han Shuo understood immediately.

Wu Chengbin smiled awkwardly. "That's what I mean, but I'm really good at this kind of thing."

Worried that Han Shuo wouldn't believe her, she quickly ran to Han Shuo's computer and turned it on. She started typing away on the screen.

Han Shuo didn't stop him. His computer didn't have much data, and he wanted to see if Wu Chengbin was as capable as he claimed.

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Before long, photos appeared on Han Shuo's computer desktop, and the person in the photos was Wu Chengbin himself.

"How did you do that? Wasn't the network system completely crashed?" Han Shuo was a little curious. Of course, he wouldn't keep the fat man's photo to himself. He must have pulled it out from somewhere.

"Hehe." Wu Chengbin smiled proudly and explained, "The internet was indeed disconnected, but our community has its own local area network. I used that to find my home computer and then copied the photos over."

Although Han Shuo wasn't an expert on computers, he wasn't a complete novice either, and he knew that Wu Chengbin was indeed quite capable.

After lighting a cigarette and thinking for a while, Han Shuo spoke.

"Fine, I can let you stay, but! If you have any ulterior motives, think about the consequences first, and you must follow my instructions in all future actions!"

"Yay, no problem! Don't worry, brother, I'll behave myself." Wu Chengbin shouted happily, even raising his voice a little.

"Keep your voice down, or I'll throw you out to feed the zombies!"

"Oh, oh." Wu Chengbin realized he was a little too excited and responded softly.

Han Shuo kept Wu Chengbin behind because he felt Wu Chengbin was indeed useful. Moreover, since he was able to come here alone, he figured Wu Chengbin wouldn't be a burden to Han Shuo.

At this stage, Han Shuo isn't afraid of god-like opponents, but rather of pig-like teammates. Although Wu Chengbin is fat, he's clearly a clever person. That's good.

Most importantly, Wu Chengbin poses no threat to him, and Han Shuo has ample means to deal with him.

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The two then chatted for a long time, and Han Shuo asked about what happened during his fever.

It turned out that on the second day of his recovery at home, a thick fog descended.

Fog is a very normal occurrence during this season.

Many people still went out to work as usual. The dense fog lasted for a day and a night.

When the fog dissipated, those who had been in contact with it found many red spots on their bodies.

Soon after, his body began to rot, gradually transforming into the zombie he is now.

Before the network crashed, experts analyzed the fog and found it contained tiny, ice-crystal-like substances. Researchers have yet to determine what type of virus these ice crystals represent.

Once the ice crystals attach to a human body, the virus successfully invades the interior, thus transforming the zombie.

Over the next two days, the virus spread globally, and soon the network system completely collapsed.

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Han Shuo already knew the general outline of what happened next. He was only able to escape unscathed thanks to his fever. And because the curtains were always drawn, Han Shuo hadn't noticed the thick fog.

As for Fatty Wu Chengbin, he wasn't infected because, in his words, he's a homebody; he can stay home for a month without going out.

When he mentioned that his parents had never returned after leaving home that day, his eyes reddened and he broke down in tears.

Han Shuo offered a few words of comfort, knowing that Wu Chengbin's parents might also have turned into zombies. He couldn't understand this feeling, nor did he want to, because Han Shuo had been an orphan since childhood.

Of course, Wu Chengbin didn't ask, and Han Shuo didn't need to say.