Idiot!
Chu Han couldn't help but curse inwardly. Who is this person? Aren't they afraid of attracting zombies with such loud noises?!
Stop yelling!
Chu Han suddenly opened his eyes, a savage glint in his eyes. He wanted to shut them up
, but the next second, the fierceness in Chu Han's eyes was replaced by astonishment.
There was no dark sky, no thick smell of blood, no zombie roars, no broken limbs scattered everywhere...
Warm sunlight streamed through the bright glass windows. Four tables, four square tables. Two science students in striped plaid shirts sat excitedly at their computers, drooling and typing away at their mice and keyboards.
The scene that had disappeared ten years ago struck Chu Han's eyes. Dirty clothes were everywhere, and smelly instant noodle boxes were piled high. The messy environment made him miss it so much, and long-lost memories were stirred again.
Fang Rong, Deng Weibo... his college roommates!
"Why do you look like that? Did you get dazed?" Deng Weibo, who sat across from Chu Han, glanced up. He had a plain face and wore glasses with a 500-degree reading. He later awakened his powers but died in a zombie siege.
"Chu Han is up? Damn it, I'm not going to fight anymore. We lost again!" Fang Rong, a slightly creepy-looking man, also died in a zombie siege, clacking his fingers repeatedly.
Chu Han rubbed his eyes vigorously, something brightening in his mind, making his whole body tremble with excitement.
If his guess was correct, he must have been transported back to ten years ago, before the zombie outbreak, when his three good brothers were still alive!
Fang Rong closed his laptop. "Chu Han, Old Deng and I are leaving first. It's already ten o'clock. Old Deng, hurry up and pack! We're going to miss our flight!"
Ten o'clock? A flight?
What day was today?
Chu Han suddenly jumped up from his chair, shoved Deng Weibo, who was closest to him, and flicked his mouse to the calendar in the lower right corner.
"What the hell are you doing? Hey, this is my computer!" Deng Weibo hurled curses at Chu Han.
Chu Han ignored him, his gaze fixed on the numbers on the calendar.
July 3, 2015, 10:00 AM.
It's already that late?!
The zombie outbreak is tomorrow. Darkness begins at 6:00 AM, and the sun reappears at noon. After six full hours of darkness, everything collapses, and the catastrophe begins.
With only one day left, Chu Han's heart races, his heart pounding!
"Move it away quickly! I'm almost done with my computer," Deng Weibo demanded, carrying a large bag.
Chu Han stepped away, swallowing the words that were about to burst out of his mouth. Suppressing his inner excitement, he replied, "I heard there's a virus going around lately. It's very contagious. Tell your family to stock up on food and mineral water, and stay home for the next few days."
"Virus?"
"Where did you hear that?"
"The news." Chu Han knew these two people never paid attention to the news.
"You actually follow the news?" Deng Weibo smiled. "I see. We're leaving first!"
"Have a safe trip." Chu Han suppressed his nostalgia for their long-awaited reunion. Leaving Mingqiu City before the apocalypse would actually be better for them.
Fang Rong and Deng Weibo were both from Shangjing. They had finished their exams and booked flights for today at noon. Although Shangjing was densely populated and full of zombies, as the capital, it had the protection of the military, and the largest number of humans survived. It could be said that Shangjing was the safest of all cities, at least for the two years after the apocalypse.
So Chu Han didn't say much. He knew the general trajectory of the next ten years, and these two would be safe for a few years.
Another roommate, Fan Hongxuan, had returned to his hometown of Nandu. He died in a frame-up a year after the apocalypse, a fate that had always lingered in Chu Han's heart. In his previous life, he had never been able to identify the murderer.
Nandu also had a military district and had received military protection when the apocalypse first broke out. Chu Han felt relieved for the time being, but he had to go to Nandu to find Fan Hongxuan. In this life, he would never let Fan Hongxuan fall into danger.
His top priority now was figuring out how to survive this chaos and then become stronger. Only by becoming stronger could his three brothers escape the crisis; otherwise, they would face certain death.
In the apocalypse, survival was paramount!
After Fang Rong and Deng Weibo left, Chu Han's heart skipped a beat as the dormitory, once again empty, felt like a trance. Suddenly
,
the phone rang sharply.
Chu Han hung up, ignoring the three missed calls on the screen, and dialed home.
Two beeps
followed by his mother's delighted voice: "Xiao Han?"
Even Chu Han, hardened by a decade of darkness, couldn't help but choke up at the sound of a long-lost voice. He had lost contact with his parents since the zombie outbreak, and they hadn't been found in a full decade.
He couldn't imagine what had happened...
He suppressed his excitement and asked, "Mom, where's Dad?"
"Yes, what's wrong, son?" His mother on the other end of the line detected a change in Chu Han's tone.
"Mom, Dad, you must do exactly what I'm going to say!" Chu Han's tone was so serious that his mother on the other end of the line remained silent for a moment.
"I have a classmate here who's from Beijing—yes, Fang Rong. His dad has some inside information. He says there's a new virus in the country. It's highly contagious and can kill people. Hurry and stock up on food and mineral water. The more the better. Go buy them now, the virus is already spreading." Chu Han knew his parents wouldn't believe the terrifying story of zombies, so he had to make up a lie.
His parents were in Anluo City, and he was in Mingqiu City. There were no direct trains or flights between the two cities, and the distance between them was too far. He wouldn't have time to get back in two days, let alone a day, so he had to let them prepare there to minimize the danger.
If he were to start over again, he would definitely go to Anluo City to find his parents!
"Ah! What should I do?" Hearing that people would die, his mother was at a loss for a moment. With what happened in 2005 before her, she did not doubt Chu Han's words at all.
"Mom! Don't worry, you and Dad just don't go out." Chu Han quickly comforted her, "But you must prepare enough food. You don't know when the virus will be over."
"Okay, I'll go prepare it with your dad right away." Mom immediately agreed, "You have to be careful over there too. Are you still short of money? Mom will give you some more. You should prepare more food."
"No, I have enough here. You can prepare more, but you must buy it before today. Don't go out tomorrow. And... don't go anywhere. Wait for me in Anluo City!" Chu Han warned. His parents were over fifty years old and it would be too difficult for them to face the zombies.
After hanging up, the same number rang again. Chu Han ruthlessly hung up again. Then he dialed Fan Hongxuan's number and repeated his previous lie. Although Fan Hongxuan was skeptical, he agreed to do as Chu Han asked.
After doing all this, Chu Han immediately put on his coat, checked his wallet for cash, and quickly walked to the door. He needed to buy supplies.
The more the better, the sooner the better!
Just as he was about to step out, Chu Han suddenly stopped and turned back to scan the contents of his dormitory with a sharp gaze. Computers, a miscellaneous collection of flat-screen speakers, and other peripherals could be sold for a good sum. While not all of these items were his, they had all become scrap after the apocalypse.
Chu Han's heartbeat was accelerating. Now was not the time to rush in recklessly. He had to minimize the risk as much as possible. Family, friends, supplies, and—weapons!
Chu Han quickly began packing, not stopping until he had emptied the entire dorm of valuables. Two hours had already passed when Chu Han, dragging a massive suitcase along the path on the Mingqiu University campus, was sweating profusely in the scorching summer heat.
"Chu Han, where are you going? Don't you have an exam at twelve o'clock?" someone behind him asked in surprise.
Chu Han turned around, not recognizing the man for a moment, and could only casually evade the question, "I'm not going to pass anyway, so I might as well skip it and retake it next semester."
An exam? The apocalypse is here, who cares about exams!
"You're quite self-aware," another voice chimed in, full of disdain.
Chu Han narrowed his eyes. The man was wearing an expensive white T-shirt, trendy black pants, and shoes from a brand Chu Han couldn't even recognize.
What a coincidence it was to run into Duan Ming at this time!
"Duan Ming, that's a good name." Duan Ming, short-lived.
Duan Ming clearly didn't understand what Chu Han meant, and he gave Chu Han a few bewildered glances.
Chu Han didn't give him any extra glances, dragging his large suitcase out of the school gate, his phone on vibrate mode vibrating in his trouser pocket.
He found a store that bought used electronics and sold the entire box for four thousand yuan, which, combined with the one thousand yuan in his wallet, made him five thousand. Chu Han's mind raced. The prices of ten years ago had long since faded from his memory, and he wasn't sure what he could buy now.
First, he needed a weapon; it was the most important thing of all. Zombies could only be killed by headshots, so weapons had to be lethal. Military hammers were hard to come by, and ordinary hammers weren't as good as axes, but axes got stuck easily, requiring great skill.
Walking into a weapons store, the store manager frowned subconsciously when he saw a young man coming in: "This is a shop selling handicrafts. Don't disturb me if you don't want to buy anything."
Chu Han was obviously a college student and his clothes were ordinary. The store manager didn't think Chu Han could afford the things in his store.-+ Chapter 2 Global Darkness
"Sharpen the blade?!"
The store manager was extremely surprised by Chu Han's request for a sharpening. This kid had just come in and without a word, he chose a hammer axe and asked for it to be sharpened. If this axe was sharpened, the power and sharpness would be incredible!
"Sharpen it. The sharper the better." Chu Han remained calm. However, he didn't know that his calm words, coupled with the calm look in his eyes that he had trained in the apocalypse, would make the store manager tremble in his heart.
"Young man..." The store manager was about to speak.
Bang!
A dagger was suddenly placed on the counter, and Chu Han's voice rang out: "I'll also sharpen this dagger for you. I'll give you two thousand in total. I'll come to pick it up tonight. This is a thousand yuan advance."
Chu Han blocked the store manager's words without a single leak, and even raised the price for the store manager, saying that the dagger was worth two hundred at most.
The store manager swallowed his saliva and decided not to argue with the money.
Chu Han immediately left to collect other things. Time did not allow him to bargain here.
Axes are used to deal with zombies, while daggers are used to defend against people.
When the apocalypse broke out, it was okay in the early stages, but when it was surrounded by zombies, morality and humanity would quickly perish. Some people would kill an entire family for a piece of cookie, and some people were so hungry that they even ate human flesh.
In fact, what he wanted more than a dagger was a trench spear, but most of the ones sold on the market were inferior products. The imprecise design made them somewhat anti-human. Not only did they fail to play the role of a trench spear, but they also seriously hindered their flexibility.
And a good trench spear, like a military hammer, is not so easy to get.
Next, Chu Han bought a hiking backpack that was waterproof and tear-resistant. He was ready for long-term mobility. Although the country would send troops to rescue, time was running out, and he still needed to return to Anluo City to pick up his parents. He removed all the straps and miscellaneous items from the hiking bag. Zombies can hear, and extra items will only bring trouble to himself.
Chu Han then bought the most expensive clothes he'd ever bought: a set of mountaineering clothes costing over a thousand yuan. They were dirt-resistant, easy to dry, and of high quality. He didn't want to end up running naked like in his previous life.
He then bought some medicine and gauze, both of which were rare in the apocalypse. He then filled his water bag. After that, he used the remaining money to buy dried biscuits and dried beef, stuffing his backpack to the brim.
He didn't need fancy food; he just wanted to survive, and dried biscuits and dried beef would last a long time. As for the rest, he only had so much money, and with too much stuff, he couldn't guarantee he could still move around easily.
By the time he finished, it was already evening. The sky was clear, the sun was warm, and there was no stench of decay, no blood on the streets... Chu Han stood at the intersection, watching the last sunset before the apocalypse, a mixture of emotions.
Three months after the apocalypse, people with special abilities appeared, including two of his three roommates, but it was he who survived ten years later.
He was a nobody, an ordinary person, but he had survived, and in the meantime, he had experienced...
Buzz—
the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated again. Chu Han pulled it out and looked at the twenty or so missed calls, all from the same person.
"Hey," Chu Han answered.
"Are you looking for death?!" An angry female voice came from the other end of the phone, accompanied by the thud of a water glass slamming against the table.
Chu Han put his phone away and glanced at the name on the screen: Ding Xue.
Honestly, in the ten years since the apocalypse in his previous life, he'd known no fewer than twenty people named Ding Xue. But now, after returning to the past, he couldn't even remember who this Ding Xue was.
"What do you want?" Chu Han asked as he walked. He glanced back at the setting sun for the last time, then turned and headed towards the weapons shop. It was time to pick up his dagger and axe.
"I called you more than twenty times and you didn't answer!!" Ding Xue on the other end of the phone was so angry that she almost exploded. She was like a roaring lioness: "Why didn't you come to take the exam today? Do you know that if you don't take the exam, you won't even have a chance to make up for it, and you will have to retake it next semester! Don't you want to attend classes seriously? Don't you want to graduate..."
Ding Xue chattered on the other end of the phone. At this time, Chu Han suddenly stopped in his tracks. He finally remembered who this person was. It was his class monitor in college! Ding Xue's personality was nothing like her name. When her temper flared up, she would directly rush into the dormitory full of shirtless boys.
"Class monitor, are you okay?" Chu Han smiled wistfully. He had no idea what had become of Ding Xue in his previous life. He hadn't seen her since the apocalypse. Perhaps she was dead, perhaps a zombie...
"You're still asking if I'm okay?" Ding Xue snorted. "Just wait until next semester to retake the course!"
"Class monitor, would you like to buy some food?" Chu Han reminded him out of consideration. Although he had almost completely forgotten Ding Xue, not even her face, they had been classmates for two years after all.
"Don't change the subject!" Ding Xue was indeed the class monitor; her thoughts wouldn't be easily influenced by Chu Han.
"Buy some food and mineral water," Chu Han said, hanging up without further ado. After ten years of experience surviving the apocalypse, this was the most he could do.
"Feed? Feed?" Ding Xue was shaking with anger in her dorm room, the proud curve of her chest rising and falling. She was a proud daughter of heaven, a white, rich and beautiful woman with good academic performance and strong work ability. She was always the one who hung up on people and ordered them to do things. When would it be Chu Han's turn to hang up on her?
"Asshole!" Ding Xue, who had always had everything going for her, couldn't help but burst into tears. She had never been treated so coldly before and felt extremely wronged.
Arriving at the weapons store, Chu Han handed the last thousand yuan he had to the store manager. Then, under the store manager's strange gaze, he took the axe and dagger and left. Luckily, the store manager had packed the two items carefully; otherwise, if he had appeared on the street with an axe in one hand and a dagger in the other, he would have caused panic even before the apocalypse.
Back in the dormitory, Chu Han soaked the remaining two buckets of instant noodles in hot water. Even this junk food seemed delicious to him.
Chu Han stripped off his pants and prepared to change into his hiking gear. When the apocalypse erupted, there would be a six-hour period of darkness.
During that time, everyone, even all living things, would fall into a coma. Upon awakening, the world would have been drastically altered, with eighty percent of humanity reduced to zombies. The temperature would also drop significantly during this period. Chu Han, accustomed to being fully prepared, planned to don his hiking gear in advance.
After donning his gear, he placed his axe at hand, a position he was most familiar with in his past life, ready to grab at the slightest sign of danger.
He then strapped his dagger to the outside of his right forearm. He chose this strap because he was used to holding a long weapon in his right hand and a dagger in his left. This placement not only made it easier to draw the dagger with his left hand, but also protected his right forearm. It was this placement that had saved him from a near-miss in the past.
By the time all this was done, it was ten o'clock in the evening, eight hours before the apocalypse. A
chaotic cacophony of sounds filled the dormitory hallway: the familiar roars of zombies, accompanied by a woman's scream...
Wait, why is there a woman in the men's dormitory?
Chu Han was startled upon waking up, then shook his head. Perhaps he had been similarly startled ten years ago, but had simply forgotten it, because this small shock was nothing compared to the others.
Standing up, Chu Han suddenly sensed something was amiss. He picked up his phone, and sure enough, the screen was black and wouldn't turn on.
He smiled wryly. What exactly happened during those six hours of darkness remained unknown until five years after the apocalypse, when a professor proposed the "reincarnation theory."
Back to the beginning, back to the origin.
The Earth's magnetic field shifted, data altered, and previous scientific knowledge was overturned, requiring a vast amount of re-exploration and research. Everything familiar to humanity was disrupted and reorganized, even our very genes. One of the greatest disasters brought about by this change was the transformation of 80% of the human population into zombies.
Fortunately, however, not everything was altered; a small portion remained, allowing humanity to survive. Energy remained eternal: fires could heat, oil could burn, and cars could still drive.
The dormitory door was banging against the zombies outside, and occasionally, sharp objects scraped against it, making a teeth-grinding sound. Those were the zombies' nails. Unlike human nails, theirs were extremely sharp and hard.
Chu Han took out a compressed cookie and gnawed on it. The apocalypse had arrived, and the battle for survival had begun. His first priority was to replenish his energy.
Currently, these zombies were still the lowest level, Tier 1 zombies. They moved slowly, had weak senses, and lacked strength. Despite their somewhat intimidating appearance, they were not a threat if they were armed and in small numbers.
It was exam week, and many students had already left. Those who remained were a small number who hadn't finished their exams. Therefore, Mingqiu University wasn't as dangerous as other places at this time. This was why he had chosen to return to the dormitory before the apocalypse.
After finishing his shrink-wrap cookies, Chu Han glanced out the window. Although the sun had reappeared, the sky remained murky. Downstairs, dozens of zombies huddled together, gnawing on something. The ground was littered with human bones covered in flesh and blood.
The sudden chaos was so swift and direct that Chu Han even felt the zombies had "awakened" before humans.
Chu Han stood up, shouldered his bag, and gripped his iron axe tightly with both hands. His physical strength was insufficient, and swinging the axe with one hand was too much of a stretch, even though this axe in his previous life could only be considered a "small weapon."
The moment he grasped the iron axe, his previously calm expression instantly changed.
Fierce and brutal, like a man-eating beast!
In order to survive, to protect his parents and three brothers, he can do anything now!
Crack!
The moment the door opened, without even a glance, Chu Han swung his iron axe forward, slashing across the face.
The axe blade pierced a zombie's skull. Its pale pupils and cracked skin, as cracked as lime, were only ten centimeters away from Chu Han. Blood and brain matter splattered across his face, and the distinct stench of decaying zombies filled his nostrils.
The zombie's head shattered, a dead one.
He knew there was a zombie just a meter from the door; this was his accumulated experience.
Chu Han wiped his face fiercely, took a breath, and yanked the axe free. The dead zombie fell with a thud, its flesh and brains splattering across the floor. Its death was a disgusting sight, staining the white tiles black and red.
Chu Han didn't recognize this man, but even if he did, he wouldn't have shown mercy.
But his physical strength was truly weak now. The axe weighed less than one-tenth of his previous life's weapon, yet he needed both hands to hold it. He even gasped for breath after swinging it.
There had been only one zombie at the doorway, but the commotion quickly attracted the others in the corridor. One by one, the zombies, sensing the commotion, dragged their stiff bodies, covered in shreds of flesh and blood. Their pale, gray faces, their white eyes devoid of pupils, claws and fangs bared, they advanced towards Chu Han.
Aww—
ang—
the zombies, responding to the commotion, numbered over a dozen. Their howls, like the cries of demons, were terrifying in the dimly lit corridor.
The reborn Chu Han lacked the immense physical strength of his previous life. He was now too weak to handle a dozen zombies at once. In fact, a siege of three or five would have rendered him helpless.
And a zombie bite would have infected anyone!
Let alone a dozen zombies, they were frantic with hunger, like beasts starved for days. At the scent of a living person, they lunged at Chu Han with all their might, their sharp claws stained with still-dry human blood.
They wanted to devour Chu Han's flesh, rip out his fresh entrails, and stuff them into their mouths for a feast!
Chu Han stood in the doorframe, refusing to leave. These zombies had no thoughts, only swarming inside. His position was a blind spot. He couldn't handle a dozen zombies swarming him, but a round-the-clock battle wasn't certain. Now, he only had one dangerous direction: he just had to keep swinging his axe behind the door.
Utilizing every available factor to survive was the most fundamental rule of survival in the apocalypse.
Chu Han flipped his iron axe over and used the hammer face instead. He lacked strength at the moment, and if the blade got stuck in the zombie's head and couldn't be extracted, it would be dangerous.
Ouch!
A zombie approached.
Chu Han exerted force on his muscles, his face a fierce expression, and swung fiercely!
Puff! The zombie's eyeballs popped out, blood vessels gushing black, mutated pus and blood, and brain matter sprayed all over Chu Han!
Two killed!
Another one!
Chu Han let the disgusting pus and blood stick to his face, neck, and even his tongue and nostrils.
After the second zombie died, the third one pounced on Chu Han. It eagerly opened its massive, stinking mouth, stretched to its ears. Its teeth, stained with human intestinal tract, chattered excitedly as it attempted to bite Chu Han's neck!
Chu Han ignored the aching muscles and ragged breathing. He suddenly raised his arm and swung it, smashing it into the zombie's teeth!
The iron axe was already quite heavy, and with Chu Han's desperate force, the zombie's lower jaw was shattered and sent flying, slamming into the nearby wall. The torn zombie's tongue resembled a fat, rotting mud loach.
Pah! Chu Han violently spat out the zombie flesh and black blood he'd nearly swallowed. He'd often done this in his previous life, neglecting hygiene during battle. But now, his resistance to viruses wasn't as strong.
His energy was rapidly depleting. His weakened physique seemed to slowly recover after killing three zombies. Chu Han became increasingly adept, his combat patterns gradually resonating with his memories. With each fight,
Chu Han grew more courageous, his resolve to survive and find his family and friends growing stronger. He swung an ordinary iron axe with unstoppable force, quickly decimating the dozen or so zombies, piling them up at the doorway. Chu Han's axe even pierced the last zombie's head, shattering it.
Chu Han took a deep breath, tightened his axe handle, and peered around. Although the corridor was dim, he was certain there were no zombies on this floor, as they weren't smart enough to hide. From time to time, the tightly closed doors banged, the zombies excited by the noise.
He stepped past the pile of zombies in front of the door and headed straight for the corridor. He wouldn't rush in and kill the zombies he saw; conserving energy was also a crucial survival strategy. Furthermore, if there were any zombies still alive in the dormitories, still able to pound on the doors, it basically meant there were no humans inside. There were two possible reasons: either they had been eaten to death by zombies, or they had been infected and turned into zombies themselves.
He wouldn't interfere with the remaining humans either. He wouldn't sit around and play nice, hearing the loud sounds of battle but not even daring to open the door.
Chu Han's dormitory was on the third floor. He tried to minimize his footsteps, killing five more zombies on the staircase before reaching the first floor. The apocalypse began at six in the morning, and the dorm manager hadn't yet opened the dormitory door, leaving it locked. The dorm manager, no longer human, was mindlessly pacing around the small room.
Chu Han didn't know he had the strength to break the lock, and the noise would attract a swarm of zombies. He could see the zombies scurrying outside the gate, eager to devour any fresh flesh, even the blood on the ground, their disgusting tongues devouring it. The
only way to open the gate now was to go to the dorm manager's room and get the key. However, the dorm manager's door was usually locked from the inside, making getting in a difficult situation.
Chu Han's eyes suddenly lit up. If he were on the first floor, he could easily find an unlocked dorm and escape through the window.
Huddling against the corner of the wall, Chu Han quietly listened to the sounds coming from the first-floor hallway. Based on his experience, there weren't many zombies on the first floor, only about ten.
Chu Han poked
his head out, surveying the area. Suddenly, a zombie emerged from the dorm across from him. It sniffed, sniffed again, then suddenly, its eyes lit up with excitement. A stream of yellowish-green saliva dripped from its mouth. It opened its mouth, howled, and lunged towards Chu Han.
Chu Han was overjoyed. The door to the dorm across from him was open, and so close. He only needed to repeat what he had done before, thus minimizing his risk.
The newly infected zombies were much slower than humans, so he had plenty of time.
Without hesitation, he shot forward, instantly gaining the upper hand and entering the dorm. After ensuring there was no danger inside, he immediately turned and positioned himself behind the doorframe.
Chu Han executed these movements in one smooth motion. Although his strength and speed were several times weaker than in his previous life, his experience and combat skills remained. By the time he had entered the dorm and taken his position, the zombie had finally turned and, with a roar, lunged at Chu Han.
Axe swing!
Puff! The zombie's skull was split open by the axe, its brains throbbing inside, instantly dead.
Chu Han shook his arm, which was already beginning to weaken, and pulled the axe free from its skull.
Chu Han's movements naturally attracted the other nine zombies. He didn't just close the door and leave. Instead, he stood behind it, his arms tense, waiting for the zombies to approach before swinging his iron axe.
The clanging sound continued, and Chu Han's strength was slightly weakening, but he remained calm and composed, spending some time dispatching the zombies one by one.
Then, Chu Han pulled out the straw from his outdoor cycling water bag from his backpack and took a sip of water to calm himself. He secretly admired the ingenuity of humans, who could design such convenient things. After drinking the water, he took the iron axe in one hand and walked out of the dormitory and into the corridor.
Although his heart had been tempered as hard as steel in his previous life for ten years, he had not become cruel and morally corrupt. He still maintained the humanity that should be a human. Although he could not rescue and take away anyone he saw, he would still make some arrangements for those in the dormitory when he could. He
was reborn without fear of zombies and understood the rules of survival, while others were encountering them for the first time and were inevitably caught off guard.
Humans are social animals, and only by uniting can they overcome crises.
Many zombies outside, hearing the commotion, gathered outside the iron gate, stretching out their grayish-white, even bony arms, desperately trying to squeeze in. They felt no pain, and some even had their rotting flesh crushed, hanging in chunks. Black blood clung to the iron gate.
Chu Han was only a few meters away from the iron gate, which was teeming with zombies. He ignored the howling and straightened the bodies of the dead, starting from the corridor and lining them up in front of Dormitory 104. Then, Chu Han went back inside, found a thick pen, and wrote in large letters on the door: "Exit Here, Door Unlocked."
Anyone with a bit of common sense, seeing the dormitory door unable to open for a moment, would have noticed the strangeness of this zombie line. While a bit scary and unsightly, it was clearly man-made. If they had seen it, they could have escaped like him.
After leaving the dormitory, Chu Han didn't immediately run. He carefully listened to the sounds around him, moving slowly along the wall. Although the apocalypse had occurred at a time when there were fewer zombies in the school, that didn't mean there weren't any. Caution at all times was something he'd learned in his previous life, having spent ten years there.
Just as Chu Han was safely away from the dormitory, attempting to avoid the zombies and head towards the school gate, a loud voice suddenly boomed from the dormitory window behind him—
"Chu Han!! Chu Han!! Help me! Look here! Turn back!"
"Damn it, idiot!"
Relax when you're nervous, comfort yourself when you're worried, and don't forget to wish yourself well when you're happy!
Chu Han's eyes flashed with murderous intent. "Idiot!"
He turned around and looked in the direction of the voice. On the first floor of the boys' dormitory, Duan Ming was shouting through the open window at Chu Han
, who was a hundred meters away. Because of his desperate shouting, the zombies that were originally wandering aimlessly gradually gathered in this direction. "Chu Han! Get me out! I'll give you money! My dad is..." Duan Ming shouted loudly when he saw Chu Han turning around.
Chu Han didn't stop. He found a hidden place in the bushes and hunched his body through them. He walked quickly but made no sound, and the low bushes could also serve as cover.
Walking in front of a swarm of zombies was tantamount to seeking death.
As for what Duan Ming said, he didn't care at all. Who cares if you have money or who your father is? Soon money will become useless. The world will return to the primitive age of barter. The previous status and position will be worthless in the end times.
Seeing Chu Han leave without a backward glance, Duan Ming's teeth clenched in anger. Ever since the apocalypse, he'd been utterly horrified by the scene outside and hadn't dared open the door. But then, he happened to see Chu Han escaping alone, and the sounds of the fight in the hallway flashed back to him.
Hope welled up in Duan Ming, and he immediately called out for help. Chu Han ignored him and simply walked away!
Just as Duan Ming was contemplating how to teach Chu Han a lesson once he escaped, a terrifying roar suddenly rang out. A zombie suddenly appeared at
Duan
Ming's window, its tongue and teeth mingled with blood and flesh, magnifying before his eyes. The stench of decay, its hideous face, its pupils pale and terrifying.
Bang! Terrified, Duan Ming slammed the window shut!
Fortunately, he closed it quickly, completely blocking the zombie out. Only then did he see that at least fifty more zombies were converging on him!
Locking the door and drawing the curtains, Duan Ming blocked out all sight. But the zombies' desperate pounding on the window continued, intensifying. The thuds, like high-speed collisions
, mingled with resounding roars, evoked a sense of infernal despair.
Duan Ming was terrified. The zombie horde was approaching!
A level one zombie wasn't particularly strong, but what if fifty of them were pounding on the window? As the saying goes, "dripping water wears away stone." This window couldn't hold back the pain-deprived zombies for long.
Many people in the boys' dormitory had witnessed the scene from their windows. Duan Ming's shouts were quite loud, after all. Seeing Chu Han leaving with a large backpack, the thought of survival involuntarily crossed their minds. A
few hesitated and began to pack. It was lunchtime, a time when they'd either be munching on chicken legs in the cafeteria or grabbing their favorite girl for a nice meal at a small restaurant. But now the apocalypse had arrived, and food was scarce in the dormitory. Instinctively, hunger forced them to face reality.
Those in the same dormitory who hadn't turned into zombies were more courageous, opening their doors a crack to observe outside. Soon, more and more people opened their doors, clutching steel bars detached from the g-frames, and attempted to leave in groups.
Many others remained in the dorms, desperately trying to pull out their phones, which wouldn't turn on. They tried to call for help, to call the police, but to no avail.
When the escapees emerged into the first-floor hallway and saw the ten zombies lined up, they were stunned, as if in a dream. The stench of decay emanated from their blasted heads, their brains strewn across the floor. Their horrific deaths, neatly laid end to end, were horrifying.
Who had done this? How could someone kill ten zombies in a single blow?
Many people's legs trembled, and some, less prepared
, collapsed to the ground, retching. Following the line of zombies, they were stunned to see the words written on the door of Dormitory 104. It took immense courage to face the zombies themselves, and yet someone had already escaped, leaving them with an easy path!
Was it that kid named Chu Han?
No way!
Chu Han didn't head directly for the school gate, but instead headed for the parking lot. He wasn't foolish enough to set out on foot. At the start of the apocalypse, traffic was scarce, making cars the most convenient means of transportation.
After dispatching a few more zombies along the way, Chu Han scaled the iron fence and took a shortcut to the parking lot. As expected, there were several cars parked there!
Among them was a flashy red Ferrari 458 and a G55.
Chu Han's eyes lit up when he saw the G55. The G series ranked among the top ten civilian cars in the apocalypse, boasting excellent off-road capabilities and exceptional toughness. The front bumper, in particular, could withstand impacts with reinforced concrete pillars without deforming.
However, since it couldn't accommodate a large group of more than ten people, it wasn't as popular as trucks or buses.
Chu Han was in a hurry to pick up his parents in Anluo City and had no intention of forming a group. The G55 was more agile than a truck, making it the perfect choice for a single person.
Chu Han carefully walked around to the driving position of the G55. The interior was very clean, with a few cute decorations and a photo of a man and a woman placed in the front.
Coincidentally, Chu Han had seen the man in the photo half an hour ago. It was Duan Ming. The woman was Ji Qingliu, the campus belle of Mingqiu University.
This car belonged to Ji Qingliu. To be more precise, it was given to Ji Qingliu by Duan Ming. The 458 that Chu Han had ignored before was Duan Ming's car.
Chu Han squinted his eyes, and a memory that was so long ago that he almost forgot was called up. Suddenly, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his smile was extremely ferocious and cruel.
He took two steps back, gripped the axe tightly, and then swung it suddenly, stepped forward, and smashed it on the car lock of the back seat with a bang!
Wow! The force was so great that the glass shattered all over the floor.
Beep, beep, beep -
the G55 issued a loud alarm. Although Chu Han moved quickly, he was sweating inside. The alarm of this car was really loud. He could see more than a dozen zombies appeared more than ten meters away, rushing towards him.
Chu Han quickly opened the door and jumped in, dropping his backpack on the floor. He climbed into the driver's seat, hacked away at the space beneath the steering wheel, forcibly uncorked the live wires
, and began connecting them. He
'd done this countless times in his past life, chiseling and then starting the car engine. Cell phones, computers, and other electronic devices were rendered useless the moment the apocalypse struck. It seemed that with the arrival of the apocalypse, an unknown energy surged into the Earth, instantly incinerating these high-end electronics.
The car was still drivable, but only the audio broadcast function remained intact. Although the nation's power supply and information networks had collapsed, the powerful government took immediate action.
The radio station was relatively simple and would soon be repaired. The primitive radio became the only means of accessing global information. Immediately afterwards, the nation began airdropping rescue kits containing various first aid supplies, weapons, and food to various cities. By then, the troops would also be ordered to evacuate the survivors.
But Chu Han couldn't wait. He had to get to Anluo City as soon as possible!
Several fast-running zombies were already approaching, their sharp claws scraping against the glass. A foul-smelling, unknown pus coated the windows. More and more of them appeared, layer upon layer, surrounding the car and ramming it with the most direct and brutal force.
They wanted to feed, to tear the occupants apart, devour every inch of their flesh, even the filth within!
As the zombies piled up, the car began to shake. The front windshield was already blurry, covered in blackened blood and rotting flesh. If this continued, the car would eventually flip over.
Just then, Chu Han finally connected the line. The car started up with a reassuring roar. Chu Han took one last look at the zombies that threatened to engulf the car.
He slammed the accelerator!
The massive off-road vehicle launched like a cannonball, its height of over 1.9 meters and its immense size causing an absolute crushing blow, instantly killing a group of them!
The mindless zombies had no idea how to hide, and even if they did, it would have been too late. Chu Han simply drove over them in his SUV.
Bang, bang, bang!
Several zombies didn't even have time to bar their teeth and claws before they were pounded and bleeding. Chu Han sprinted out of the parking lot, briefly determining his route before heading towards the school gate.
"Ding Xue, what should we do? What should we do?" Inside the dormitory, Ji Qingliu's eyes were red and swollen from crying. She no longer looked the alluring beauty that a school beauty should have, now dejected and disheveled.
Ding Xue wasn't much better, but she fought back her despair. Her hands tightly gripped the baseball bat, her body rigid, dripping with blood and stained with red and white pus.
Across from them, a female zombie lay on the ground, her head half smashed open by a hammer. Her brains were smeared all over the floor, and even the dormitory sheets and curtains were covered in the zombie's brains and black blood.
This was their roommate who had been transformed into a zombie. Luckily, the students in the school dormitory were all on the upper bunks, giving them time to react. However, killing this zombie consumed almost all of their energy, breaking the psychological barriers they had built up over twenty years.
Just as they were lost in despair, the sound of a speeding car roared past outside, accompanied by a thud and thud, remarkably clear in the eerie silence of the city.
"Is someone driving?" Ding Xue's eyes suddenly lit up. "Someone's escaping!"
The two immediately went to the window and saw an SUV in the distance heading towards the school gates, speeding along, killing countless zombies.
Ji Qingliu didn't recognize it as her own car, as the G55 was completely disfigured by the zombie blood. She excitedly grabbed Ding Xue's hand, her desire to escape intensifying.
Not only Ding Xue and Ji Qingliu, but countless boys and girls watched from the dormitory windows, their eyes filled with hope. If someone could escape, then so could they.
After leaving school, Chu Han naturally had no idea of the sensation and hope he had brought to the students, nor did he expect that he would meet his classmates from Mingqiu University again one day in the future.-+ Chapter 5 If you scream again, I'll kill you
. It was a horrific scene outside. Most of the few cars on the road were crashing into each other, smoke billowing, and the roads on both sides were littered with corpses and bloodstains.
Chu Han was extremely grateful that he had escaped at the first possible moment. Not only was the road not blocked, but there weren't too many zombies either. From time to time, a zombie would chase Chu Han's car, but it was quickly left behind.
Chu Han, who was driving, glanced under the steering wheel, his brows furrowed. There was only one tank of gas left, which was totally not enough!
Where was the gas station? Chu Han had long forgotten the map of Mingqiu City from ten years ago. He could only drive as fast as possible to the national highway, where gas stations were generally located.
Chu Han drove very fast, firstly because he was anxious, and secondly because if he didn't drive fast now, when would he wait?
Less than five kilometers after getting on the highway, they found a gas station. Chu Han narrowed his eyes slightly as he noticed the convenience store inside the gas station was locked. These types of convenience stores are usually open 24 hours a day, but the fact that it was closed was clearly intentional.
Opposite the gas station, however, an internet cafe had its doors open. A group of zombies gathered around it, crowding in circles toward the center. The zombies inside were lying on top of the inhuman corpse, tearing at it frantically, clutching internal organs and devouring them, even the inside of the intestines. Chu Han could even see the dark yellowish-black mess being swallowed by a zombie in one gulp.
Blood splattered from the air from time to time. The zombies outside, unable to squeeze in, lay on the ground, splattering the human remains.
The noise of Chu Han's approaching car was quite loud. Hearing the movement of the car, the hungry zombies finally found new prey and gathered in unison, their teeth bared, their teeth stained with disgusting, stinking debris. There were
zombies, lots of them.
From their throats came roars more terrifying than those of demons. From their close proximity, Chu Han could easily see the stiff yet subtle expressions on their filthy faces. There was an unexpected urgency in their pupilless gray eyes.
Without further ado, Chu Han turned the car and rammed into the herd of zombies, increasing the throttle. Bang, bang, bang!
Inside the convenience store, four survivors hid inside. After hearing the commotion outside, they all looked around in fear.
A tall off-road vehicle kept ramming into zombies, and the car was covered with dark brown rotten flesh.
A zombie was knocked away and instantly turned into mud. The road was suddenly filled with white and rotten corpses. These infected people had no fear or avoidance at all. They rushed forward one after another. Even if their limbs were broken, they still dragged their bodies on the ground, leaving trails full of rotten flesh and black blood.
The four people were all shocked. It had only been an hour since the apocalypse broke out. Who was so brave as to dare to drive a car on the street to deal with zombies? However, the quality of this car is really good. Even with so many zombies rushing towards it, it was still seriously injured.
"Who is this?" The speaker was a middle-aged man named Fan Wei, an employee of this gas station.
The other two were a young couple. The man was named Zhang Ziyu, who looked to be about twenty years old, and the woman was named Gu Xiaotong. She looked young but wore heavy makeup.
The last one was a fat man weighing 190 kilograms. He was hiding in a corner in fear and dared not raise his head. The roars of the zombies outside continued to sound, and he was shaking all over and crying with fear.
"!" Zhang Ziyu cursed irritably.
Yesterday, he and Gu Xiaotong played all night at the internet cafe across the street. At around five in the morning, he went to a convenience store to buy some food when he suddenly passed out. When he woke up, the world had changed drastically, and he and the other three were trapped.
With no way to rescue them, it seemed as if all humans had turned into monsters. Seeing this G-55 charging out and ramming into the zombies, Zhang Ziyu's mind suddenly became active.
This guy is incredibly brave and a skilled driver. Maybe he's a police officer and can get them out of here!
He turned to the calmer Fan Wei. "Do you have a car? I think this is an opportunity. This guy looks pretty tough and brave. Should we leave with him?"
"No, I'm not leaving. There's food and water here. I'm not leaving!" The heavily made-up young woman shook her head desperately.
"If you don't want to leave, stay here. I didn't say I was taking you!" Zhang Ziyu was very determined. At the same time, he also thought he was smart enough to analyze the situation. Especially when he saw that some people were already taking action, the desire to leave became even stronger.
This is the end of the world! The whole world was in turmoil. His phone wouldn't turn on, he couldn't make calls, and all his electronic devices were paralyzed. Most importantly, there was no military area in Mingqiu City. He wouldn't stay there; it was too unsafe.
"How could you leave me alone? Don't you love me anymore?" Gu Xiaotong was disappointed.
"The end of the world has come, who the hell is still talking about love? We all have to survive!" Zhang Ziyu said irritably, and then pointed at the fat man who was crying, snotting and chewing saltwater duck in the corner and said, "You just stay here with this loser!"
Fan Wei interrupted the quarrel between the two: "Stop arguing, I have a car, he should be here to refuel, we'll ask him when he comes over."
"Okay, let's go! You move the things first, I'll go negotiate with that guy." Zhang Ziyu said, and shook off his girlfriend who wanted to come up and hold him.
Chu Han kept swerving on the road until he had killed all the zombies that had emerged from the internet cafe. When no more zombies appeared, he drove to the gas station and parked next to the tank. He got out, still holding the iron axe tightly in his right hand, and kept his nerves tense as he filled the gas tank.
Seeing that there were no more zombies outside, Zhang Ziyu immediately opened the door of the convenience store and ran quickly towards Chu Han.
"Hello, my name is Zhang Ziyu. Which direction are you going? How about we team up? It's safer this way, and don't worry, we have our own cars." Zhang Ziyu spoke as fast as he could, and he didn't even finish his words until he ran in front of Chu Han.
Zhang Ziyu? Chu Han looked up, and suddenly felt that the name was a little familiar.
Chu Han had known someone was about to escape, but he paid no attention. Their steps were clumsy and erratic, not offensive.
Their minds, still stuck in the apocalyptic decade, lacked trust in others. Many people, faced with a swarm of zombies, would push their companions aside to save their own lives. When faced with the urge to survive, reason and morality vanish completely.
Seeing Chu Han look up and that face rushing into his eyes, Zhang Ziyu froze in disbelief, his voice caught in his throat, nearly choking him: "Chu Chu Chu, Chu Han?!"
Chu Han's eyes swept over him, and after confirming that he posed no threat, he continued to cheer with his head down.
Zhang Ziyu, on the other hand, stared up and down at Chu Han in shock, his gaze lingering longest on the axe in his hand, which was stained with black blood.
"You, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Ziyu suddenly didn't know how to ask, nor what to ask.
He had never imagined that the man who seemed so tall and mighty in his heart, who was on par with the police or special forces, would actually be his college classmate.
How could this be possible?!
"Chu Han?" Gu Xiaotong suddenly ran out of the store, shouting excitedly, "Chu Han! Why are you here?!"
"Shut up!" Chu Han's expression immediately turned ferocious and terrifying, glaring at the woman fiercely.
Zombies can hear; how dare she yell so loudly!
Gu Xiaotong shuddered in fear at Chu Han's murderous shout, and Zhang Ziyu also snapped back to her senses. Both of their expressions were filled with the same stunned disbelief.
"Chu Han! How dare you talk to me like that! Do you want to die?" Gu Xiaotong yelled angrily. When had she ever been scolded like that before?
Gu Xiaotong's voice didn't hold back at all, practically screaming at the top of her lungs, as if trying to express her inner rage.
Chu Han suddenly raised his eyes, the rage and murderous intent in them instantly reaching a peak. He had so carefully lured the zombie away and killed it before daring to come over to cheer him on, but this woman, on the other hand, was she eager to lure all the zombies over?!
The woman first took two steps back in fear, then yelled at Chu Han again, "What are you doing!"
Just as the woman was about to continue expressing her anger, even wanting to slap Chu Han to teach him a lesson, her expression suddenly changed, a look of extreme fear appearing on her face.
"Ah————"
A woman's shrill scream suddenly rang out, the decibel level was extremely high, and it was so sharp that it seemed to break the glass!
Roar!!
Two zombies appeared ten meters away, dragging their stiff steps, emitting excited roars from their mouths, and waving their blackened and bloody hands in the air. Following the woman's screams, they sped up and came here.
"Zombies! Zombies!" Zhang Ziyu was paralyzed with fear and sat down on the ground.
"Ah————" The woman's screams continued.
Chu Han's murderous intent reached its peak in an instant. He turned his head abruptly and kicked Gu Xiaotong in the body. Without any mercy, he kicked her far away!
Then he said to Zhang Ziyu, who was lying on the ground, "Hold her! Shut this woman up! If she screams again, you'll kill her!"
Killing was a very common thing for Chu Han, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with it. If this woman kept screaming, she would attract more than just two zombies.
Chu Han gripped his axe tightly, ignoring Zhang Ziyu and Gu Xiaotong. He stared intently at the two approaching zombies, his left hand still gripping the oil gun as he refueled.
The two zombies had already come to Chu Han, no more than two meters away. A strong stench of decay filled his mouth and nose. Their mouths were wide open, revealing human flesh sticking to them.
Zhang Ziyu was completely stunned. His hands trembled as he shuddered, "Zombies! Zombies are coming!"
In Zhang Ziyu's opinion, Chu Han was absolutely insane. The zombies were only a meter away from him, and he was still cheering!
Gu Xiaotong also woke up from the kick she had just received. She screamed again and rushed into the convenience store, slamming the door shut!
Zhang Ziyu suddenly turned around, deeply regretting not listening to Chu Han's words and holding Gu Xiaotong. She had actually locked them out!