Lam Pham was famous, but not all Creators knew who he was.
Like this Creator before him.
It was very obvious that it didn't know, otherwise it wouldn't have said these words to Lam Pham, but would have, without a second thought, had the zombie tide obstruct Lam Pham while it took the opportunity to escape.
Lam Pham said, "Have you seen any humans here?"
Communicating with Creators was relatively easy, as they would just say whatever was on their minds.
"Aren't you a human?" The Creator still didn't know how terrifying Lam Pham was. Thinking about how it had just been driven out, it wanted to vent all its anger on the human before it.
It just wanted to play with this human a little.
Lam Pham breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the survivor who had called him had not encountered any danger. He then took out his satellite phone and, right in front of the Creator, called the survivor.
The call connected quickly.
"Are you still alive?" Lam Pham asked.
This was a silly question. If they weren't alive, how could they answer the phone?
"I'm alive."
"Have you seen a continuous stream of zombies?"
"I have."
"That's good, it seems they're nearby. It's alright, you can rest assured, you're safe now. I'll take care of this group of zombies first, then you can come out. I'm hanging up now."
Lam Pham hung up the phone, his mood much lighter.
Being alive was a good thing.
Then he looked at the Creator in front of him, raised his camera, aimed the lens, and while taking pictures, said, "I've met a lot of Creators, and they are all of different types, even their appearances are different. Is the evolution of you Creators unique?"
Click!
Click!
He perfectly captured the Creator.
The photography level was still acceptable.
There were no major problems.
The Creator listened to Lam Pham's words, feeling very strange. The human before it gave it a very different feeling. Any other human who saw a zombie would be frightened, even screaming in terror.
How could a human be so calm?
It had a Tyrant Zombie slowly walk out from the zombie horde to test this human and see what his situation was.
The Tyrant Zombie roared, its burly body giving off a very strong sense of oppression. It raised its scythe-like hand and viciously swung it at Lam Pham's head.
Faced with this situation, Lam Pham's expression was very calm.
As the scythe fell, Lam Pham slightly moved to avoid it, then his leg suddenly swept out. Splat... The Tyrant Zombie's body was directly split in two, and viscous blood flowed all over the ground.
[Killed Tyrant Zombie]
[Points +20]
"You zombies are really not friendly at all. You always attack humans for no reason. If you were just a little better, maybe we could have a good chat," Lam Pham said.
The Creator was very shocked. The human before it had easily killed the Tyrant Zombie.
Lam Pham slowly drew Frostmourne. The silvery-white light flickered, the light of righteousness under the sun's rays.
"In the past, I would have had a good chat with you zombies, hoping you wouldn't be so impulsive. But later, I found that saying anything was useless. Not all zombies are like Officer Hoang."
As he spoke, he walked towards the Creator.
He didn't intend to kill the Creator first, but was prepared to leave it for last. There were still tests that required the Creator's cooperation. But what made him a little suspicious was... why would a Creator appear in the desolate wilderness for no reason?
The Creator really hadn't expected the human before it to be so arrogant.
It then had a group of evolved-type zombies charge towards the human.
Fused-type zombies, hybrid-type zombies, Tanks, Hunters, etc., all kinds of evolved-type zombies were present. This was an unimaginable pressure for any shelter.
Even a fully armed force couldn't withstand such a terrifying zombie tide.
But such a zombie tide, in front of Lam Pham, was nothing. There was no pressure at all.
And just as the zombie tide rushed towards Lam Pham, the Creator also made its move. Its ability seemed to be controlling surrounding objects. The rubble on the ground floated up, enveloped by a force.
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
They shot towards Lam Pham like bullets.
Lam Pham casually swung his sword. A sword light appeared, shattering the rubble. He muttered to himself, "Is it telekinesis?"
It didn't feel like it.
It could be an extremely strong mental power, capable of controlling objects.
To truly reach the stage of a Creator, if one really had telekinesis, it would be a relatively terrifying ability.
"Groan..."
"Groan..."
The evolved-type zombies roared.
Some evolved-type zombies treated Lam Pham as prey, their pale eyes turning as they brutally charged at him. But in an instant, a silvery-white sword light appeared.
Splat!
Splat!
The sound of flesh splitting.
In an instant, this group of evolved-type zombies were all cut in two. They didn't even have a chance to show anything, dying very decisively.
Lam Pham walked up to the stunned Creator.
"Alright, it's all taken care of. Your zombie tide is over," Lam Pham said.
At this moment, the Creator was extremely dumbfounded, dazed.
If it had a face, its expression would probably be very exaggerated.
Not to mention the Creator was stunned.
Even the father and son were the same. When they saw Lam Pham appear in front of the zombie tide, their first thought was that it was over.
Completely and utterly over.
How could he survive in front of so many terrifying zombies?
But then, they were instantly proven wrong.
In a flash, so many zombies all fell to the ground with a rumble, their bodies split apart. Even from such a distance, they could smell the wafting scent of blood.
"Dad, was that a sword light I just saw? Just like in martial arts novels, those masters who cultivate internal energy, they can produce a sword light with a single swing," the boy said in shock.
"No, that was special effects."
"But dad, I saw it."
"Yes, what you're seeing now is the real thing."
Speaking of the most shocking thing in their lives, the first was the advent of the apocalypse, and now it was witnessing someone produce a sword light with a single swing.
They walked towards Lam Pham.
Lam Pham walked up to the Creator and casually searched through its flesh and blood, finding a purple crystal. This kind of crystal was the most precious at present.
The only regret was... there were no Awakened who could use them yet.
This harvest was huge.
All around were the crystals of evolved-type zombies, which was a great harvest. And he learned that there was another Creator in a nearby city, which was a pleasant surprise.
If the Creator in that city knew it had been sold out, it would definitely go crazy.
Well, I'll be. I just occupied your territory, and you led such a terrifying human to me. Was it necessary to be so ruthless? If you're not convinced, just say so. Can't I just give the territory back to you?
If Thoi Tieu Phi and his group saw the Creator's corpse, they would definitely be extremely greedy.
They couldn't hunt Creators.
If they knew that a Creator's corpse was exposed in the wilderness, they would definitely think... "Just give it to us, that would be great."
"You... hello."
A somewhat nervous inquiry came from behind.
Lam Pham smiled at the two people before him, "Hello, it's alright, everything is over now."
The man nodded frantically, "Yes, I saw, it's really alright. May I ask if you are really from Hoang City?"
For the man, it was a truly incredible thing.
Hoang City...
It was very far from here. All things considered, it didn't seem to take him long to get here.
Lam Pham said, "Yes, I'm from Hoang City. Don't be surprised, this is very normal. By the way, can I ask you for a favor?"
"Just say it," the man said hurriedly. Let alone one thing, even a hundred things, as long as he could do them, he would not hesitate.
"Help me collect the crystals together, the ones in the zombies' heads. When we're done, I'll take you back to the Sunshine Shelter," Lam Pham said.
"Okay."
Then they started to get busy.
Although the zombies being chopped up like this was very disgusting, for the man, everything was already a habit.
After a brief conversation, Lam Pham had learned their names and that they were father and son.
He was happy that they could still be alive now.
Perhaps this father and son were the legendary chosen ones of the disaster era, able to survive through endless calamities.
After a while, the crystals were collected, and then he took the father and son to leave for Hoang City first. During the return trip, the father and son exclaimed in amazement, feeling it was incredible.
The running speed, the jumping height, were truly terrifying.
Was this something a human could do?
In the past, before seeing it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it. But now that he had personally experienced it, he deeply understood... this world was becoming more and more fantastical.
The Zombie Illustrated Handbook, that's right, it was the Zombie Illustrated Handbook. Lam Pham told him that after returning to the Sunshine Shelter, he could read it carefully, and then he would understand the current situation.
. . .
Qin City.
Lam Pham appeared on the roof of a building. After sending the two survivors to the Sunshine Shelter, he immediately came back.
He had to deal with any Creator he encountered.
Any Creator was a disaster-level existence for survivors. Although Qin City was very far from Hoang City, clearing it out could solve many problems.
He looked at the dilapidated city before him. Many high-rise buildings had collapsed, and it had become a ruin.
Looking at the situation, it seemed to have been destroyed by zombies.
After all, the quality of the buildings was good, how could they just collapse?
He slowly drew Frostmourne from his back.
"Unknown Creator, where are you? I've come to find you."
Lam Pham leaped lightly, landing on a building not far away. He looked around, searching for the most likely location of the Creator.