The Zombie Picture Book was truly very real.
Her choice to believe it was truly her immense fortune.
Lam Pham said: "Old Chung, she and Nhuc Nhuc have just arrived here and are still unfamiliar with some places. Pay some attention to her, or have Vuong Khai tell her."
Old Chung waved his hand and said: "No problem, it's all small matters. Just leave these to me."
Lam Pham smiled.
What a warm-hearted Old Chung.
Night.
Lam Pham sat at the computer desk, meticulously writing down the types of zombies encountered during the day. He could kill these zombies with a casual sword strike or kick.
However, for Awakened ones, the situations they had to face were still numerous, and the dangers encountered were also many.
What he could do was to provide accurate information and data for those survivors who wanted to rely on their own awakened abilities to hunt zombies.
[Mature-stage Fleshy Tentacle-type Zombie]
[Annotation: Possesses the robust physique of a Tyrant Zombie. Of its two arms, one is like a crocodile's mouth, capable of extending many tentacles to bind prey. The other arm has three sharp claws, extremely sharp. Its entire body's fleshy substance is extremely tough. A second-stage Strength Awakened, paired with a second-stage straight blade, can only break the skin. Severed body parts can be reconnected; the severed limb must be thoroughly destroyed to prevent reconnection.]
[Danger Level: Crystal is light yellow, a third-stage crystal zombie, but its body's toughness is comparable to a golden crystal zombie.]
[Hunting Method: Break through the outer shell defense and sever the head.]
[Spoils: Light yellow crystal]
After organizing the information on zombie types, he picked up the satellite phone and contacted Professor Ha.
"Professor Ha."
"Little Pham."
Lam Pham listened to Professor Ha's tone; it seemed a bit tired. He couldn't help but show concern.
"Professor Ha, listening to your voice, it seems like something is wrong?"
He knew Professor Ha had always been worried about the apocalypse. At this age, no matter what, it should be a time for retirement and enjoyment. But now, he was staying in a research base, and research work was extremely tiring, not only mentally but also physically.
"Thu Nguyet is back."
"How is she?"
Lam Pham knew Quy Thu Nguyet had injected lucky cells, using her own body as an experimental subject. For this kind of situation, honestly, he really didn't know what to say.
He had never thought that a woman could actually do such a thing.
Professor Ha told Lam Pham about Quy Thu Nguyet's situation. The lucky cells didn't cause Quy Thu Nguyet to lose her life, but they had an impact on her genes. Her body underwent an earth-shattering change, and sometimes she couldn't even control her own behavior.
Hearing what Professor Ha said.
A term appeared in Lam Pham's mind: half-human, half-zombie, similar to the situation of a mutated-type zombie, where one's own constitution undergoes changes.
Immediately after.
He learned that a scientific researcher named Little Xu had also injected lucky cells. However, he had vanished without a trace and might become an unstable factor in the apocalypse.
Lam Pham thought for a moment and said: "Professor Ha, if you can contact her, you can ask her to come to Hoang City to find me. I dare not say much else, but I can look after her."
"Sigh, no. I know that girl's temperament. She would absolutely not leave danger to others. She likes to carry everything herself."
Lam Pham also hadn't expected the harm of lucky cells to be so great.
The lucky cells existing in the bodies of awakened people caused no problems at all. When injected into others, such a thing happened. It was truly an unexpected event.
Lam Pham didn't continue to dwell on this matter with Professor Ha but instead told Professor Ha about the battle achievements of Awakened ones wearing battle armor hunting zombies. He just wanted Professor Ha to know that their research was truly effective and played an extremely important role in fighting the apocalypse.
When Professor Ha learned that Old Chung and the others could hunt hundreds of zombies, although he couldn't see his expression, just by listening to his tone, one could tell that Professor Ha's mood was extremely agitated.
"Little Pham, during this period, ten more sets of battle armor have been produced. I will arrange for someone to send them over to you."
Ever since reclaiming the production site, the production of battle armor had been proceeding in an orderly manner. The technology was a bit slow, but this was their fastest speed.
"Professor Ha, there's no need for that. I'll just have someone go over. Transport planes are very fast. If something happens to you on the way, it won't be good. The Ngan Ha base incident cannot happen again."
The battle armor at Ngan Ha base had been intercepted halfway by people, thereby causing trouble.
"Okay, understood."
Professor Ha knew this was a good solution.
After hanging up the phone.
Lam Pham, preparing to drink some tea and look at the scenery outside, heard a sound at the door. There was a very light knocking sound, as if considerate of the already sleeping Manh Manh.
Looking at the sleeping Manh Manh, Lam Pham smiled knowingly. What an adorable little baby.
He opened the door.
Nhan Ny Ny, wearing pajamas, stood at the doorway holding a bowl.
"Come in first."
Walking into the living room.
Lam Pham was very curious, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"
Women valued their sleep greatly; it was for nourishment. Besides, when the apocalypse first descended, women were deeply mired in panic, finding it difficult to fall asleep. The impact on their skin could be significant.
Nhan Ny Ny smiled and said: "Brother Lam, I saw your balcony light was still on, so I prepared a portion of fish soup for you. See if it suits your taste."
"You know how to cook?"
Lam Pham was very shocked, and the way he looked at Nhan Ny Ny changed.
Nhan Ny Ny said: "I learned from Sister Ly. Sister Ly's cooking is superb, so I wanted to learn."
"Oh."
Lam Pham sat at the dining table. Nhan Ny Ny took out chopsticks and a spoon from the kitchen.
"You have some too?"
"Brother Lam, you eat. Help me comment on how my fish soup tastes."
"Okay."
To be able to drink fish soup in the apocalypse was a very happy thing. Of course, if a survivor went fishing, they could still catch fish. One point where the apocalyptic environment was slightly friendly to humans was that it hadn't affected nature.
Lam Pham looked at the color of the fish soup and commented, "Little Nhan, look at this fish soup. The color of the fermented powder already has fifty percent of Sister Ly's skill. The soup is white, but not too white. There's a layer of black stuff floating on the surface. This is a problem that occurred when the fish was fried earlier."
Nhan Ny Ny's mouth fell open. She hadn't expected Brother Lam to actually comment so seriously. She had thought about this kind of situation a little, but not too much. She always thought that Brother Lam probably wouldn't be too serious.
After all, she made this. Beauty and culinary skills combined; if culinary skills weren't enough, beauty would make up for it.
"Mhm, mhm, I noticed that too," Nhan Ny Ny pretended to be receptive.
Lam Pham smiled and said: "It's okay, just take it slow. After many times, you'll be proficient."
Then, he picked up the spoon, took a sip, and savored it.
Nhan Ny Ny looked on expectantly, hoping to get Brother Lam's comment. Thinking about a direct confession, it was still too direct. Some things had to be taken slowly.
Just like falling in love, could you take someone to rent a room right after confessing?
That wasn't a sweet and sour love; that was wanting to sleep.
Love should be sweet and romantic. As for sleeping, that was something that happened at night when everyone wanted to rest, very normal, okay?
"Brother Lam, how is it?"
Lam Pham smiled and said: "Very good, lots of room for improvement."
Nhan Ny Ny heard this and was immediately happy, her eyes crinkling into a smile, "Not bad is good. I'm still very confident in my cooking skills."
Lam Pham nodded, picked up the bowl, and drank it all down with a gulp.
"Little Nhan, it's getting late. Go back and rest early. Thank you for the fish soup; my stomach is warm."
"Mhm, mhm."
Nhan Ny Ny happily carried the empty bowl home.
After closing the door.
Lam Pham took a deep breath, rushed to the bathroom, and leaned over the toilet. His throat felt like it was churning. The fish soup he had just drunk was spewed into the toilet.
He gasped for breath, rubbing his stomach.
His throat kept retching. There was a very strong fishy smell. His throat was relatively sensitive and found it hard to bear that kind of fishy smell. He had been enduring it just now. Little Nhan had painstakingly stewed fish soup late at night; it must be delicious.
At this moment.
Nhan Ny Ny happily returned home, went to the kitchen, washed the bowl clean, looked at the fish soup still in the pot, and ladled a bowl for herself to treat herself well.
Just as it entered her mouth...
"Oh my god!"
Pfft!
Retch!
Nhan Ny Ny leaned over the sink, vomiting continuously. The moment it entered her mouth, that fishy smell shot up to the sky, her taste buds receiving an unimaginable shock.
A moment later.
She finally relaxed a bit.
"How can it taste so bad?"
Thinking that Brother Lam had just drunk this, Nhan Ny Ny's face flushed red. To actually bring that taste to Brother Lam, it was simply asking for humiliation. Thinking that Brother Lam, without a second thought, finished it in one gulp, it must have been because he didn't want her to be embarrassed.
She thought of what Sister Ly had told her.
"Ny Ny, when making fish soup, the fish must be cleaned thoroughly. Especially the black membrane inside the fish's belly, it must be cleaned. Also, the fishing line and the mucus on the fish's surface. These are all key to whether the fish soup is fishy or not. If these are not cleaned properly, then the fish soup will definitely not taste good and will have a very strong fishy smell."
Thinking of these words Sister Ly had told her.
Nhan Ny Ny immediately recalled the process of cleaning the fish earlier. The mucus on the fish's surface was just casually rinsed with water...
"So stupid, Nhan Ny Ny, you're really stupid."
Nhan Ny Ny slapped her head hard, helpless at her own foolishness.