For any zombie, Lam Pham was the most feared existence among humans. He constantly roamed the apocalyptic roads, and any zombie he encountered would meet a tragic end, dying without any dignity.
Some were killed by a single strike of his sword, which could be considered a death with some value.
But other zombies, mixed within a horde, wouldn't even see Lam Pham before being instantly split in two by a flash of sword light. They would die with their eyes open, not even knowing who had killed them.
"Huh, what's the deal with this zombie?"
On his way to find the Creator, a very peculiar zombie on the street attracted his attention.
This zombie was about three meters tall, but it didn't have bulky muscles. Its limbs were very slender. The only thing that made it stand out was its huge belly, which was swollen like a ball.
"What kind of zombie is this?"
Lam Pham frowned. He had never seen a zombie like this before, but he wasn't surprised. After all, there were many types of zombies, and it was very normal for mutated or special zombies to suddenly appear.
At this moment, the zombie with the bulky belly walked along, stretched out its long, thin arm, grabbed an ordinary zombie beside it, and directly lifted it. It opened its mouth, its chin suddenly dropping, and stuffed the zombie into its mouth, chewing and swallowing with a gurgling sound until it was completely gone.
It looked as if it was a bit tired from walking and had casually grabbed a spicy stick to satisfy its craving.
"It treats zombies as food. Could it be an aspiring zombie willing to help humans clean up other zombies?" Lam Pham muttered to himself.
Then, he thought of quietly giving it a try.
Perhaps it was really as he thought.
He couldn't judge a zombie by its strange and ugly appearance.
With that thought, Lam Pham leaped down from the rooftop. The moment he landed, the surrounding zombies, as if seeing some kind of delicacy, rushed towards him with ferocious faces.
Lam Pham had no time to waste with them. He casually swung his sword, and the bodies of the rushing zombies were split in two, viscous blood flowing all over the ground.
"Hello there."
He took the initiative to greet the zombie with a smile, hoping to get a corresponding response.
Such a friendly exchange was very heartwarming. As for the bloody scene behind him, it was just an unfriendly misunderstanding.
The zombie with the bulky belly looked at the human who had suddenly appeared, stretched out its arm, and its long, slender, pale fingers clawed at Lam Pham's head.
Faced with this situation, Lam Pham deeply felt a kind of malice from the other party.
Apparently, he had overthought things.
Lam Pham took a few steps back, took out his camera, and took a picture of the other party.
Click!
Click!
Any strange zombie he encountered had to be recorded.
The zombie with the bulky belly saw the human before it retreat and was clearly a bit angry, letting out a low roar.
"I was thinking too much. I thought you were a friendly zombie, but it turns out you're no different from the others," Lam Pham said.
The zombie raised its head, its mouth wide open. The seemingly normal oral cavity instantly split into several flaps, each covered with dense, sharp teeth, and a flexible tongue was waving.
Splat!
A silvery-white sword light appeared, and a head rolled on the ground.
[Killed Glutton]
[Points +40]
"The points reached 40. It seems it wasn't bad after all. I was mistaken." Lam Pham cut open its head and found a golden crystal inside.
Such a crystal was still very valuable.
He continued to search for the Creator's location. To have driven out the previous Creator, it meant that the current Creator was relatively powerful.
Lam Pham continuously traversed the rooftops.
The number of zombies in this city was not small. At a glance, the streets were full of limping, wandering zombies. It would take an unknown amount of time for human forces to clean them all up.
Suddenly, he saw a large number of evolved-type zombies gathered in the distance.
Normally, evolved-type zombies with a slightly higher stage had a sense of territory and would definitely not get too close to other evolved-type zombies, unless a higher-stage zombie appeared and integrated them.
"It should be here."
At this moment, inside a building, the gloomy environment made it seem a bit eerie and strange. Faintly, it seemed a figure was standing there.
Thud!
Thud!
A dull sound came.
This figure was standing still. It had a humanoid shape and a fleshy tail, looking like a king among zombies.
"It escaped, what a pity. Its flesh would have been of great help to me." This Creator thought of the guy who had run away earlier and expressed great regret. It had looked like a failed evolution, turning into that appearance, but he hadn't expected it to run so fast.
The Creator's crimson eyes stared into the dark space, thinking about the current situation.
Zombies occupied an absolute advantage.
But among humans, there was also an existence that made even it feel terrified. That was Lam Pham of Hoang City's Sunshine Shelter.
Why had it come here? It was to escape the pursuit of that human.
It had also never thought that such an existence would appear among humans. It was truly terrifying. The "Zombie Illustrated Handbook" was useless to ordinary zombies, but it could understand the content within.
Especially since there were photos of some Creators on it. The degree of perfection in some of those Creators' evolution was something that even it had to admit was a bit far from its own.
"Hello."
Just then, a voice came from the darkness.
It was so shocked that it felt very strange. It didn't know what was going on, why a voice would suddenly appear.
The Creator turned its head sharply and looked in the direction of the voice.
"Who are you?"
"Hello, my name is Lam Pham. I'm from Hoang City. It's a pleasure to meet you for the first time. I hope we can have a pleasant exchange." Lam Pham introduced himself. Even if the other party was a zombie, a Creator, he would still communicate with them very kindly.
As for whether he would kill the other party, that was something that would happen later.
He didn't know what kind of shocking impact this brief self-introduction would have on this Creator.
The Creator was truly stunned.
It really didn't know how the other party had found this place.
Boom!
A distant rumbling sound came.
The Creator didn't even think, but charged fiercely, smashing through the wall, breaking a hole, and directly leaping out, heading into the distance.
Run!
Must run.
Its mind was full of the thought of running. It absolutely could not fall into the hands of the other party.
The Creators in the "Zombie Illustrated Handbook" were all examples of being killed by the other party.
It didn't think it could escape this fate.
"Don't run, let's chat first."
Lam Pham followed closely behind. How could he let the other party escape? He resolutely followed.
Outside, the sunlight enveloped the earth. Light was what everyone sought, but for this Creator, it was simply the beginning of a disaster. It was truly terrified.
It couldn't help but tremble all over.