[{"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-14":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},2319252,4536,"Chapter 14: Scavenge (Please Vote and Follow)","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-14",14,"\u003Cp>“Ugh… I wasn’t feeling that gross before, but now that you threw up, I’m about to too!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stench of blood mixed with sour vomit, plus the bloody scene before them, truly tested one’s nerves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su forcibly suppressed his nausea, slapped Zheng Xinyu on the back as she gagged against the wall, and said, “Let’s go, head back first!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing the bloody scene, Zhang Su had his own way of coping: just thinking about how a bite from this thing would turn him into a mutant made him want to smash it a few more times—his nausea instantly lessened!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu turned her head toward Zhang Su, her chin still dripping gastric fluid and a few grains of rice; she opened her mouth to speak, but the urge to vomit surged again, and she promptly retched against the wall once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So sick… I’m so sick…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu clutched her chest and abdomen, speaking in that strange tone—half-speaking, half-gagging—as if her stomach might spill out at any moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My dear lady, if you keep throwing up like this, you’ll eat through everything we’ve got!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su lightly patted Zheng Xinyu’s back while glancing at the door of 802.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a racket at the door—802’s occupants couldn’t possibly have missed it. Now that the zombie’s dead, are they still too lazy to even step out?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to what he knew, 802 had been empty all along; the owner was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, and the last time he’d seen him was two years ago—he’d accidentally run into him in the elevator, never even exchanged a word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He found the sudden appearance of a woman in 802 confusing and strange, but had no intention of investigating further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a mechanical sound rang out; Zhang Su took two steps toward the elevator shaft and saw the elevator moving—ascending from the third floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The elevator’s moving! Come on, get inside, quick!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su grabbed Zheng Xinyu’s waist and dragged her back into the apartment!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t know what was happening with the elevator—maybe someone was coming up, maybe the zombie inside had accidentally pressed a button, maybe someone had called it—he didn’t know, but staying exposed was far too dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Supporting Zheng Xinyu back into the room, before the door could even close, she collapsed onto the floor; the baseball bat clattered beside her, still streaked with blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wuh… wuh wuh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emotions burst forth; Zheng Xinyu’s lips quivered and she burst into tears, looking at Zhang Su with utter misery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt a proud sense of having accomplished the greatest thing of her life, yet also the bitter resentment of being forced to do something she deeply feared and resisted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To anyone unaware, this scene would make it look like Zhang Su had done something terrible to Zheng Xinyu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su had been leaning out to check the elevator’s status; hearing Zheng Xinyu’s sobs, he gently nudged her with his foot—meaning, stop crying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The elevator stopped at the sixth floor. Xin Yu, you think it’s a person or a zombie?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seriously shifting the topic was the best remedy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, after Zhang Su asked, Zheng Xinyu’s crying softened into quiet sniffles, her voice trembling: “It… it must be a person. People, zombies—zombies wouldn’t use the elevator!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What if a zombie was trapped inside the elevator and accidentally pressed a floor? It’s not impossible!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su analyzed seriously, then gently pushed open the door and stepped outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where are you going?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu’s butt seemed to have springs; as soon as Zhang Su opened the door, she leapt up and grabbed his arm, holding on tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m going to the stairwell to listen for sounds—and lock the safety door!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su patted Zheng Xinyu’s trembling hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the threat at the door gone, he felt considerably more at ease—it was also a slight expansion of his safe zone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu stood inside the doorway, staring fixedly as Zhang Su slowly walked toward the safety door. She imagined a zombie bursting from the stairwell and lunging at him; suddenly realizing she was unarmed, she dropped to the floor and snatched up the baseball bat—this gave her a sliver of safety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he walked toward the safety door, Zhang Su glanced again at the battlefield: the zombie slumped lifelessly against the door of 802. He’d considered dragging it away, but then thought: that bastard in 802 didn’t lift a finger to help, so he might as well leave it be!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the stairwell, Zhang Su looked up and down—it was unnervingly silent, so quiet he could hear distant shouts filtering through the windows—meaning unclear, whether cries for help or death screams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Below, someone’s pickled vegetable jar had shattered; the faint smell of blood mixed with pickled vegetables was deeply discordant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence was terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normally, the emergency stairwell was quiet too—few people bothered climbing stairs, only cleaners came by on schedule—but now, under the zombie outbreak, the empty steps bred endless imagination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No movement at all… looks like it’s not a person…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su frowned in thought: if someone had taken the elevator to the sixth floor, or if someone on the sixth floor had pressed the button, there would’ve been noise—but now, it was as silent as a deep well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Midway down the stairs, Zhang Su peered through the gap and spotted two swaying arms at the bottom—clearly zombies, their movement unmistakable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not safe!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no safe place outside!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su carefully retreated into the corridor, slowly closed the safety door, then discovered the lock was broken—he silently cursed the property management, then left it slightly ajar, planning to find something later to tie it shut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is there a problem?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Zhang Su stepped back inside, Zheng Xinyu immediately asked, then softly shut the door and locked it with a click—her tense heart eased slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I didn’t hear any movement.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su shook his head gravely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No movement’s good… no movement’s good…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu swallowed hard, her lips pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come on, let’s go rest inside.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su carried his hatchet upside-down, habitually lowering his voice; as he walked ahead, he suddenly turned back and asked, “Do I have something dirty on my face?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just a bit on your chin and neck… w-will it be a problem?” Zheng Xinyu asked nervously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su shook his head as he peeled off his gloves: “I don’t know, probably fine—but better to wash it off quickly…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mentioning water made him frown slightly; unless absolutely necessary, he hated wasting this life-giving resource.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Right!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su suddenly exclaimed, forgot to wash the blood off, and turned back toward the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you doing now?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu scurried after him on tiny steps, gripping the baseball bat tightly—she’d already developed the habit of never letting go of her weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su peered through the peephole, then gently opened the door and said, “Scavenge!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Scav…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu’s mind froze; seeing Zhang Su walk toward the dead zombie, she finally understood what “scavenge” meant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the bowl-shaped head again, Zheng Xinyu felt another wave of nausea—but she forced her focus onto Zhang Su, who swiftly pulled a set of keys from the zombie’s body!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1197,"2026-06-20T15:15:14.526Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","c74c18336a35b4c477b99c6cc33bec4a9bcfa1e09412cd23b5ff0bfa5a97d07b","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-15","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-13",694,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-cover.jpg"]