508: The man from the sun

This time, Pan Han deliberately flew very slowly on his way back.

He was now at least tens of thousands of kilometers away from Dawn Base, and the haze on 438 Planet had completely dispersed.

Where the sun shone, it presented a different feeling.

He flew at a very slow speed, slowly appreciating the charm of the apocalypse.

Some fish in the sea, which had not seen the sun for many years, were now chasing the sun.

Looking down from the sky, the junction of sunlight and darkness showed a clear dividing line of fish schools.

They were dense, stretching as far as the eye could see.

There were also flying fish that leaped out of the sea, spreading their colorful wings, looking extraordinarily enchanting under the sunlight.

Next, flying over the forest, groups of mutated beasts climbed up trees, just to welcome the light.

Pan Han nodded with satisfaction.

If he couldn't be sure who was right before, after seeing this scene, Pan Han was certain that he had won.

The longing of all life for light cannot be faked.

He flew over another huge city, and his divine sense showed that there were no living people left here, only tens of millions of zombies.

But even these creatures, who could live without eating or drinking, actually came out of the buildings, spread their arms, and looked up.

When the sun shone on their faces, Pan Han saw smiles.

Distorted smiles, and strange gurgling sounds.

Pan Han laughed heartily in the air.

At this moment, he was very happy, just like he was the first time he drank cola.

Suddenly, a huge abandoned speaker in the center of the city unexpectedly made a sound.

A song he had never heard before began to play.

This should be a rock song from before the apocalypse.

Pan Han stopped flying and looked around curiously.

The zombies below began to sway with the rock music.

They waved their arms and stomped their feet hard on the ground.

Gradually, the zombie horde gradually moved towards the hidden sound in the city center, forming a super huge zombie ring.

They danced around the speaker joyfully, cheering with raised arms, a spectacular sight.

Some evolved zombies jumped onto tall buildings, dancing freely on the rooftops.

Some Female zombies took off their tops and threw them into the sky, then were lifted by other male zombies and also thrown into the sky.

Thrown up, caught, thrown up again, caught again!

Pan Han was utterly shocked; tens of millions of zombies dancing collectively, what a sight!

There was a primal urge within him, constantly stirring in his Dantian.

The next moment, he landed among the zombies and danced with them.

At first, the zombies were still a bit scared, but after sensing Pan Han's aura, they all came forward to worship him.

Pan Han waved his hand, signaling everyone not to do that and to dance.

Unexpectedly, the zombies were unusually obedient and continued to dance around him.

As the music reached the interlude, dense drum beats followed.

Pan Han began to tap dance; this was a dance full of longing for life and a beautiful life.

Coordinating with the drum beats, Pan Han moved swiftly, his toes barely touching the ground before his heels slammed down.

The zombies wanted to learn, but their body coordination was insufficient, so they could only perform extremely distorted movements.

But surprisingly, these movements actually added a touch of vitality to the dance.

Why does adding a little salt to pineapple make it sweeter?

Why does dancing distortedly in the apocalypse seem to have more vitality?

Embracing Yin and bearing Yang, born from death.

Soon, Pan Han arrived at the very center of the city, which was also the very center of the dance troupe.

Pan Han led tens of millions of zombies in a wild, unrestrained, heartfelt carnival.

Just a day ago, they were enemies.

But now, they were all dancers in the song of life, children under the sun, and masters of this planet.

When the song ended, Pan Han was actually out of breath; his whole body was steaming, and his shirt had long since disappeared.

The zombies were also panting, making gurgling sounds in their throats.

Before, Pan Han couldn't understand what they were saying, but now he could.

"Long live Lord Pan!"

This was sincere praise, a heartfelt tribute from another species.

Then, the gurgling spread throughout the entire city, with tens of millions of zombies vocalizing at the same time.

Gurgle! Gurgle!

"Long live Lord Pan!"

After conversing with the woman, Pan Han could also view zombies equally.

They are also life; only by not clinging to appearances can one see the Tathagata!

All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows; like dew, and like lightning; one should contemplate them as such!

In an instant, Pan Han seemed to understand what the Diamond Sutra was really talking about.

So, he floated into the air, exerting a slight force, and said to the zombies, "From now on, humans and zombies will coexist peacefully. I will gather all humans in one place. Beyond that, will be your world!"

Upon hearing Pan Han's promise, the scene fell into a deathly silence.

The zombies looked at each other, not daring to believe it for a moment.

Before, when humans and zombies met, it was a fight to the death!

Overall, the zombies didn't suffer, but individually, countless zombies perished.

Who would have thought that peace would suddenly descend out of nowhere.

It was unclear which zombie shed two lines of hot tears, followed by all the zombies, who began to cry bitterly.

It's just that their crying and laughing were somewhat indistinguishable.

But does it matter? Perhaps they were already crying and laughing at the same time.

Pan Han looked at the zombies, his mood feeling a bit more somber.

Yes, the life on this planet has been fighting for too long, as if they had fallen into hell.

It was time for it to end.

Pan Han waved to everyone, then transformed into a long rainbow, heading straight for Dawn Base.

At this time, everyone in the base had woken up; they were whispering to each other, discussing what had just happened.

At the horizon, as the morning sun rose, Cheng Xiao, Asiba, and Ellie all simultaneously discovered a black dot appearing in the sun.

That black dot was heading towards the base at an extremely fast speed, and gradually, they sensed that it was Pan Han.

"Commander is back!"

The three women hugged each other and cried out loud.

Old Six put his arm around Little Nine and asked, "Do you feel like a sudden lightness on your body?"

"Yes, Sixth Brother, before I always felt like a big rock was pressing on me. Now it seems to be gone."

Qin Zhong, with Third, Fourth, and Fifth, arrived at the main gate of Dawn Base and found Second Sister and Old Wu already there.

"Big Brother!"

"Little Sister, Old Wu, you two are here too."

"Mm! Our Commander should be arriving soon."

Qin Zhong took a deep breath, lit a cigarette, and slowly exhaled, saying, "This kid, he actually came from the sun."

Everyone smiled knowingly upon hearing this.

They remembered that afternoon a year ago, when a naive young man named Pan Han was brought into Dawn Base by Cheng Xiao.

The gears of fate began to turn from that moment.

At that time, the Dawn Squad members thought Pan Han was just a simple survivor.

Later, they thought Pan Han was a survival fanatic who had stored a lot of food.

Later still, they thought Pan Han was one of the Twelve Palaces, sent to carry out a mission.

In short, Pan Han's identity kept changing as time went on.

Now, Qin Zhong's seemingly casual remark actually spoke everyone's true feelings.