[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times":3,"chapter-the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-106":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Fiercest Man in the End Times",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2319344,4536,"Chapter 106: Do You Still Like Him?","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-106",106,"\u003Cp>Zhang Su stepped out of the dry cleaner, glanced left and right; the silent night breeze blew cold, and no zombies were visible within sight, so he turned on a small flashlight and walked toward the car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu followed Zhang Su’s steps, saw him open the car door, and asked: “What are you looking for? I’ll help.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then rummage through this box and find emergency contraceptive pills!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su handed Zheng Xinyu a large cardboard box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Emergency… contraceptive pills? Xiao Xue… no way!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu clapped a hand over her mouth in shock, a terrifying suspicion forming in her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su scratched his head and sighed: “Xiao Xue didn’t trust it—she insisted on taking them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So what actually happened?” Zheng Xinyu, as a woman, deeply empathized, growing tense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That guy treated Xiao Xue like a daughter-in-law—he planned to give her a ghost marriage to his dead son. He cleaned her up perfectly; he probably meant to kill her at midnight… Luckily we got there early.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ohhh! So that’s it—really close call.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu pulled out a lipstick-sized emergency flashlight, bit it between her teeth, and carefully sifted through pill boxes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Left… Queyuanket Pian—emergency contraceptive pills! Got it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, Zheng Xinyu held up two pill boxes and handed them to Zhang Su.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That character’s pronounced ‘que,’ not ‘kuai,’ idiot!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su took one box, glanced at it, and tapped Zheng Xinyu on the head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ow…” Zheng Xinyu rubbed her head, glaring at Zhang Su, then suddenly changed expression and asked: “Husband, how are you going to handle things with Xiao Xue?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su pulled out some wound-care medicine, gently closed the trunk, leaned against the car, and shook his head: “I don’t know. We’re constantly on the move, danger everywhere—I can’t afford to think about that.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Um, take the pills apart before bringing them up—otherwise others will misunderstand!” Zheng Xinyu carefully reminded him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Right!” Zhang Su thought this suggestion was excellent; he quickly tore off the packaging—it was simple, just one tiny pill inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two quickly returned to the dry cleaner. Zhao Xue took the pill from Zhang Su’s hand with visible relief, forced a grateful smile, and swallowed it without water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bro Su, do you have more?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xue asked with a look of determined resolve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su’s lip twitched: “You think this is candy? No more!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew the side effects of emergency contraceptives were severe, but then he thought: she’d already taken it—better safe than sorry. “There is—wait!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Here… take this…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he stood up, Zheng Xinyu secretly slipped another tiny pill into his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su turned, placed the pill in Zhao Xue’s palm, and said: “Really, that’s the last one. I told you it’s fine, fine—I think you’re bored!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xue saw all the unspoken understanding between Zheng Xinyu and Zhang Su; her heart churned with mixed emotions, but she smiled, took the pill, swallowed it again, and said to them: “Just for peace of mind—thank you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way, take these—later, let Zhong Xiao treat your wounds.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su placed some wound-care medicine beside Zhao Xue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“These don’t matter—I’ve taken the pills, now I’m at ease.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xue didn’t care about physical pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su gave her an encouraging smile: “Any other discomfort?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xue nodded slightly: “Just a bit thirsty. Otherwise, I’m fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu handed Zhao Xue a bottle of water from beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xue bit her lip, smiled gratefully at Zheng Xinyu, then turned to Zhang Su: “Bro Su, can I sleep a bit?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course, no problem—this place is safe, well, temporarily safe. Sleep now; if anything happens, we’ll wake you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xue nodded gently, turned over, buried her face in the dark, and two tears slipped from her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su gently patted Zhao Xue’s shoulder, pulled several coats from the side, and draped them over her, then rose and walked toward Zhong Xiao, who was busy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, if Pei Lan hadn’t been with you, she might not have been hit by that arrow…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su stood beside Zhong Xiao, watching her tend to Pei Lan’s wound by candlelight, and sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu, hearing Zhang Su’s words, froze, then frowned, rolling her eyes: “So you’re saying I’m a jinx?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No no no!” Zhang Su quickly denied it—he wanted to say the opposite: precisely because Zheng Xinyu’s fortune was good, it was Pei Lan who got hit…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu stared at Zhang Su, then suddenly understood: “You mean I reacted too slowly before… But I’d never done a mission like that—I never wanted this to happen. Next time I’ll do better, I swear!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su patted Zheng Xinyu’s head: “I was just joking—why take it so seriously? Where’d your old sense of humor go?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the disaster, everyone changed, evolving toward survival—but the one who changed most was undoubtedly Zheng Xinyu. Zhang Su knew it was all because of him: the quirky female streamer had become a little devil…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over half an hour passed. Zhong Xiao brushed her fingers across Pei Lan’s sweaty forehead and smiled gently: “Strong girl—you didn’t make a single sound. Good. Rest now, don’t move—don’t reopen the wound.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, Zhong Xiao had worried about the lack of anesthesia, fearing Pei Lan would scream from pain—but unexpectedly, she endured it silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pei Lan’s thoughts were simple: she’d planned to cut down one of them, like Zheng Xinyu had—but for various reasons, she hadn’t managed it. Then she’d been shot by an arrow for no reason. Failing her mission filled her with guilt; during treatment, she resolved not to be a burden again, pushing through with sheer willpower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Th-thank you, Sister Shan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pei Lan was deeply grateful. In just one night, she’d brushed past death—so intense, so terrifying. If the arrow had deviated five or six centimeters more, it wouldn’t have just pierced her arm—it would have entered her chest or abdomen, and whether it hit an organ or not, it would’ve been fatal!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Sister-in-law! Thank you, Sister-in-law! I’ll take care of her now—you must be thirsty—I’ve got orange juice!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yu stood nearby, anxious—he’d wanted to help but was told he was too clumsy. Now he finally had a chance to prove himself; he sat beside Pei Lan, fussing over her, completely forgetting Zhang Su’s advice to keep his distance…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Xiao twisted open the orange juice, took a sip, glanced at Zhao Xue resting in the shadows, walked to Zhang Su, tilted her head toward Zhao Xue, and asked: “How’s Xiao Xue? Need me to do anything?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Minor wounds and bruises. I put the medicine over there. Rest first, then treat her—let her rest too. Thanks for your hard work.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su reached up and smoothed Zhong Xiao’s disheveled hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Xiao smiled and shook her head: “It’s my duty—no hardship. I’ll go check on her now—then she can sleep peacefully.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, she walked toward Zhao Xue’s resting spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu’s eyes darted, she rubbed her head vigorously, then tugged Zhang Su’s sleeve: “Hey hey, my hair’s messy too—fix it for me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you bored… Fine, I’ll give you a trendy hairstyle!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su glanced sideways, rolled his eyes, swept his hand over Zheng Xinyu’s head, and gave her a slicked-back pompadour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Eeek! You jerk!” Zheng Xinyu felt her scalp tighten, her eyes pulled upward—she knew she looked hideous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop fooling around—focus on the task.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After their laughter, Zhang Su gathered the night-watch personnel and rearranged shifts, then found a corner to lie down and rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next morning, the sky was overcast; thanks to cloud insulation, the temperature was slightly higher than yesterday, holding steady at seven or eight degrees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The people on the second floor of the dry cleaner gradually woke from sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Every morning under the disaster is a gift from life, my friends, my companions—cherish each day, may you all be safe!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Wen sat by the window; seeing everyone mostly awake, he solemnly offered his blessing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su blinked, scratched his cheek, and looked at Zhao De.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s always like this… Every morning he says this—once you get used to it, it’s not bad.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao De shrugged helplessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su chuckled and said to Yu Wen: “Report, Teacher Yu—what’s today’s morning reading?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His teasing drew smiles from everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su stood up, saw Zhao Xue still curled in the corner, waved Zhong Xiao over, and said: “Find her some clothes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Xiao met Zhang Su’s gaze for two seconds, nodded understandingly, and walked toward the pile of clothes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dry cleaner had no food, but plenty of clothes—maybe not clean, but the quality was good; cheap clothes rarely came here—no one bothered to dry-clean them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey!” Zheng Xinyu slid quietly beside Zhang Su, voice sharp: “Why send Xiao Shan? Can’t I pick out clothes?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hehe.” Zhang Su gave a dry laugh: “You’re a jealous pot.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I—I’m not!” Zheng Xinyu puffed out her cheeks in protest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su smiled: “Fine, I believe you. Next time I’ll ask you for help.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to the group: “Everyone, go get food from the car. After eating, we’ll distribute weapons.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Haha, got it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Those things we brought back last night? Can’t wait to get my hands on them!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yu, Chen Hanzhou, and Zhao De were all thrilled. Last night, after returning, they’d wanted to grab the high-quality gear immediately—but too many things happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this world now, only those who’ve experienced it understand the security of holding a weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su patted the shoulders of the people sprinting downstairs, then knelt beside Zhao Xue, who faced the wall: “Xiao Xue, wake up—eat something, meet everyone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xue’s body trembled slightly—she’d been awake for a while. At Zhang Su’s words, she slowly turned over; faint bloodstains still marked her face—she’d only wiped it with wet wipes, and it hadn’t been cleaned properly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bro Su.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xue’s gaze flickered, looking around nervously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pah.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su grabbed Zhao Xue’s cheek, turned her face toward his, and frowned: “You won’t even look me in the eye when talking to me? Punishment: clean the store floor every day before quitting.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xue’s thin cheeks were nearly the size of Zhang Su’s palm. Hearing his joke, her eyes welled up—those good days were gone forever. She wanted to speak, but her cheek was pinched; all she could do was purse her lips and make muffled sounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The world’s turned upside down. Did you hear Teacher Yu? Every morning is a gift from life. Let the past go—live well from now on, okay?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su released her cheek and smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xue nodded, voice nasal: “Bro Su… I need to use the restroom.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Use the restroom…?” Zhang Su rubbed his chin, spotted Zhong Xiao walking up with clothes and pants, and said: “Xiao Shan, take Xiao Xue to the noodle shop next door to change.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cough cough!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unexpectedly, a cough echoed from behind Zhang Su.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why keep troubling Xiao Shan? I’ll do it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu volunteered to take the clothes from Zhong Xiaoshan, then tilted her head and extended her hand toward Zhao Xue with a smile: “Hello, I’m Zheng Xinyu. Come on, let me take you to change.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xue stood frozen, awkwardly; her emotional intelligence had already guessed the relationship between Zheng Xinyu and Zhang Su, and she looked helplessly toward Zhang Su.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go ahead. She’s a good person.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su offered a cryptic smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu rolled her eyes at Zhang Su, then gently guided Zhao Xue downstairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come on, let’s get something to eat!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su called out to Zhong Xiaoshan to join him downstairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’ve retrieved the weapons from Yilewen Convenience Store. What’s the plan now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Xiaoshan asked quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’re going to Yihe Auto Shop to get guns. Those things are absolute heavy hitters. Last night, because those people took my two crossbows and ambushed us, they injured two of our people. If we’d faced them head-on, deaths would’ve been likely!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su spoke with serious intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d bought the crossbows but never had a chance to use them—just played with them secretly—and now the enemy had used them to hurt his own people!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Xiaoshan pressed her lips together. “That was too dangerous. It’d be best if no conflict happened…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s impossible… Hey, what do you want to eat? Bread or instant noodles?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they spoke, the two picked up some food and returned to the dry cleaner’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You… oh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the kitchen storage of the ramen shop, Zheng Xinyu accompanied Zhao Xue as she changed clothes. When she saw Zhao Xue remove her top, she was startled by the scars on her body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her skin, once pale and smooth, was bruised blue and purple, crisscrossed with scratches—fine, fresh scabs still clinging to the wounds. She’d clearly endured brutal abuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t tell Brother Su. These are just minor injuries.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xue had slept soundly through the night—the first peaceful night since the disaster—and her energy had recovered considerably. She even made a face at Zheng Xinyu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Zhao Xue’s optimism, Zheng Xinyu felt deep sorrow. Gently helping her change, she whispered: “Xue, do you still like Brother Su?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xue carefully pulled on the pants—they were a size too big, but comfortable—and looked at Zheng Xinyu in surprise: “I’ve never liked him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu froze. She clearly remembered Zhang Su saying Zhao Xue had liked him before. Was the guy just deluding himself?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t seem like it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then why would Zhao Xue say that…? Zheng Xinyu suspected Zhao Xue was lying—but had no proof.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There!” Soon, Zhao Xue finished changing, stretched her arms, and smiled: “A Versace jeans paired with an Eifel wool coat? Before, this combo would’ve cost at least ten thousand. I never thought I’d actually wear these brands after the collapse!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You look really good…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu nodded in agreement, then began thinking about rummaging through the pile of clothes later. She leaned close to Zhao Xue, conspiratorially.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xue, if you like Zhang Su, just tell him. I won’t be jealous! As long as Brother Su is happy, I’m fine. I told Zhong Xiaoshan the same thing back then. In this world, we don’t even know if we’ll live till tomorrow—no point being so petty. It’s too exhausting!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, it was Zhao Xue’s turn to be stunned. She stared at Zheng Xinyu, someone her own age: “You guys… Fine. I really admire you. But I really don’t like Zhang Su. Don’t go matchmaking.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu frowned, studying Zhao Xue. She didn’t believe a word—but she’d said everything she could, and the other girl still held firm. It was strange, but she had no more leverage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cough… Xinyu, uh… can we go eat now? I’m starving.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xue, embarrassed under Zheng Xinyu’s gaze, patted her hollow stomach and gave a sheepish grin. She was truly hungry—she hadn’t eaten in a full day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh! Sorry! Let’s go! What do you want? We’ve got chips, instant noodles, bread… too bad we don’t have fire, or we could cook river snail rice noodles—so delicious, I swear…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu couldn’t figure out what Zhao Xue was thinking, but she liked this cheerful girl. She led her off to find food.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After breakfast, Zhang Su gathered everyone on the second floor of the dry cleaner’s: “First, for the two injured last night: Chen Hanzhou gets one fruit can—choose peach, strawberry, or coconut. Pei Lan, severely injured, gets two fruit cans, two bags of pork jerky, and one pack of Swiss rolls.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We got compensation for minor injuries? Thanks, Brother Su.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hanzhou touched the two band-aids on his cheek, nodding blankly, as if a smile had vanished from his face forever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pei Lan, leaning against Lu Yu’s side, immediately stood up, embarrassed: “I didn’t help at all—I caused trouble. Taking compensation feels wrong.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You and Xinyu disrupted the enemy’s rhythm. You traded your injuries for our safety. You must accept the compensation. Next item.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su ended it decisively, then gestured to Zhao Xue beside him: “Allow me to introduce my new employee: Zhao Xue. Meticulous, responsible, never miscounts payments. In two years, she only misappropriated one pack of Seven Degrees Space. Everyone, please keep an eye on her—help her improve quickly!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why are you still bringing up something so long ago…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xue had been smiling at the group, but now her embarrassing secret was exposed—she was mortified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t Wu Lue, the fool. After a while on the job, she’d sensed something off about Zhang Su. A little digging revealed he was the owner of Yilewen. But both sides pretended ignorance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahaha, welcome, welcome!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Welcome, beautiful…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group clapped softly, the atmosphere warm and harmonious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2780,"2026-06-20T15:15:14.526Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","b4342e45650ef343513b53768dfa37c320790708061c330fda327d876d3c56d6","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-107","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-105",694,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-cover.jpg"]