Nighttime.
Lin Fan was at the desk, diligently sticking the printed photographs into the album.
The image of Wang.
A cherry blossom photo of Ogamoto Reiyi's back.
These are all materials from the apocalypse; death does not signify the end. History needs to be recorded and passed down, providing a foundation for future generations of humanity.
"It all should end."
Lin Fan put down his pen, took a deep breath, and looked at the ceiling, seeming to relax his mind. With the apocalypse cleared to this extent, the pressure was gone.
All that remains is to clear other countries.
Morning.
Lin Fan didn't hurry to clean other countries but chatted with the old folks downstairs, learning Five Animals Qigong to exercise his body since health is crucial. How can he clear the zombies from other countries without a strong body?
"Little Fan, how's everything going recently?"
