[{"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-178":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},2319416,4536,"Chapter 178: Despicable City People","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-178",178,"\u003Cp>“What the hell? A grenade?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>About four kilometers northwest of Tianma Yu, there was a village called Beita Ziying, where more than ten people had gathered in one courtyard, their faces filled with shock; in the center, two young men with grim expressions recounted today’s ordeal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gawwa, you didn’t imagine it—really a grenade? Not a landmine, not a detonator, but a grenade?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A muscular man in his forties asked seriously, his back bearing the same shotgun that had wounded Zhao Dezhhu—likely crafted by the same hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like other survivor villages, the dozen or so men in the courtyard weren’t all from Beita Ziying; survivors from two other villages were also present, while women, elders, and children lived in other courtyards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I didn’t imagine it—I heard the safety pin pull, just like on TV, Uncle Jianye, avenge my uncle for me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man dropped to his knees with a thud, banging his head against the ground three times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gawwa, get up first...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man in a blue down jacket helped the boy up and turned to another: “Xiao Hu, are you sure they’re not from United Village?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man named Xiao Hu shook his head: “Definitely not—how could United Village even have grenades?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Protecting the town’s stuff?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The older man looked at Xiao Hu, who kept his head down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man squatting under the eaves, smoking, sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gawwa’s face twisted—post-apocalyptic life had inflicted irreversible damage on his still-developing mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gawwa and Xiao Hu exchanged glances and declared firmly: “Of course they struck first—they had guns but didn’t shoot; they threw the grenade!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gawwa shouted angrily: “My uncle was defending the town’s property when he fought them—you have to avenge him!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s hard about it? Find the equipment and I can make it myself!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not just grenades!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone frowned in confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Two RVs?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiao Hu?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They’re definitely survivors from the city—despicable city people...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This incident drew serious attention from all three villages, since the three dead men belonged to three different villages—this was precisely why their supply teams were specially arranged to monitor each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How could Gui Zi and the others have clashed with survivors from the city... it shouldn’t happen!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Two RVs! Both of them!” Gawwa added.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, those people were looting the town—emptied out so many shops. Today they took away tons of rebar, steel pipes, and construction materials—they’re bandits, worse than United Village!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before hatred, right and wrong didn’t matter—Gawwa only wanted to stir his fellow villagers into avenging his only relative.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The eldest man in the crowd said: “Gawwa, don’t lie just to get us to avenge your uncle—who struck first? Do you even know?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one doubted the man’s words; he had once been jailed for rigging detonators to blast fish, and grenades were just a more complex version.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even if United Village could make grenades, they’d never get those vehicles!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Hu clenched his fists: “They had two big vehicles—huge, like buses. One of them I recognized—it was a Mercedes, super luxurious, at least ten meters long!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah? I... I don’t know, I didn’t see anything—I only heard the grenade explode when I reacted. Uncle Gen got blown out the window.” Xiao Hu spoke with lingering terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Regardless of who struck first, they killed three of our people—this feud is settled. We must avenge our brothers!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An extremist spoke with righteous fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly! Those five went out to get supplies for our villages. Thank heaven Xiao Hu and Gawwa weren’t with them—otherwise they’d all be dead. We must avenge them!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Avenge, avenge, avenge—all you care about is revenge! You don’t even know where they are—how do you avenge them? Even if you did, they’ve got guns and grenades—how do you fight them? Are you all tired of living?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The older man snapped impatiently at the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s hard about fighting? Plant a mine along their route and blow them up!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man in the corner spoke again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good! Old Qiu’s idea is brilliant!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fuck, blow those bastards to hell...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone chimed in, thinking the idea perfect—no effort, low risk, huge reward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll investigate!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gawwa volunteered: “Water Village Chief, they’ll definitely come back to steal more. I’ll follow them, track their route, find their hideout!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s extremely dangerous. Are you sure you won’t get caught?” Village Chief Shui frowned at Gawwa, who was barely eighteen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gawwa puffed out his chest: “Chief, don’t worry—I’ll go first thing tomorrow, hide in a shop, follow their vehicles, and find out exactly where they came from!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine, go! If you find out their details, we’ll avenge your uncle, Xiao Gen, and Xiao Min!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We can even wipe out their hideout along the way—leave United Village for later, deal with these city people first!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s decided!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At four-thirty in the afternoon, Zhang Su gathered everyone outside the Jingxin Yuan guesthouse at the highest point; Liu Tianji and Wang Xin were still adjusting the surveillance equipment and didn’t attend, and even Zhao Dezhhu sat nearby, leaning on a simple wooden crutch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This morning, while luring the zombies away, we noticed a troubling development—the zombies’ running speed has increased slightly. Based on our vehicle speed, their hundred-meter time is now around sixteen seconds!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su informed everyone of today’s key discovery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Um... Brother Su, don’t zombies usually wander into our camp anyway? I didn’t feel they were faster...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tan Huajun voiced a different opinion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If someone else had said it, it might not have been convincing—but Tan Huajun, one of the slowest runners in the team, felt the zombies hadn’t gotten faster, making her observation highly credible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su frowned, thinking: “Now that you mention it, I also feel not all zombies are faster—why the hell is that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone was puzzled by this question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu said: “Brother Su, could it be that only the zombies exposed to last week’s rain got enhanced?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This theory had some merit; everyone nodded, thinking it plausible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s not impossible, but currently, more zombies are outdoors than indoors! Anyway, some zombies have received slight enhancements—we must stay vigilant and never let our guard down. Fortunately, we now have a secure base with barriers and defensive structures...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve given serious thought to this: firearms will be crucial in the future, but many of us are still unfamiliar with shooting and have serious gaps. Starting today, in addition to regular physical training, we’ll add shooting drills. Due to limited ammunition, each person is limited to five rounds per day.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twenty people, five rounds each per day—100 rounds total. One-third of 30,000 rounds is 10,000 rounds—enough for 100 days. With careful conservation, even five rounds daily will keep everyone minimally proficient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s so little... Brother Su, isn’t that too few?” Lu Yu asked weakly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not at all!” Zhao Dezhhu, sitting on the ground, spoke up: “New recruits don’t even get to shoot for three months—and then only twice a week!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, then that’s actually pretty good!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey hey, if we’re shooting every day, we should have competitions—top three each day get rewards, Brother Su, what do you think?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su glanced at Qi Xiaoshuai, who suggested prizes: “You’re sure this isn’t just handing out freebies to Old Tan and Teacher Yu?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone fell silent. Baimu Chuanyang had become Tan Huajun’s trademark—everyone knew she never missed. Teacher Yu had also been revealed as a former professional shooter. Though bows and rifles differed greatly, her advantage over ordinary people was still massive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Forget it. Training must be pure—adding rewards makes it too opportunistic. Bad idea.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Xiaoshuai waved his hands frantically, earning headshakes from the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, no more chatter. Training starts today—follow me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su waved his hand and led everyone into the valley, found a relatively flat area, placed a sofa cushion fifty meters from a boulder, drew a target on it, and began training immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First came basic drills: holding, aiming, and switching alert postures. After mastering those, they moved to live-fire shooting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tap, tap, tap...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Continuous gunfire echoed through the valley, muffled by rocks and trees, dissipating before it could travel far—no risk of attracting zombies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Tianji and Wang Xin, busy with surveillance equipment, didn’t skip training either; once someone took over monitoring duty, they followed the routine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Su, we need to collect these spent casings!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When training ended, Yu Qing picked up the empty shells on the ground; she’d mentioned this once before, but seeing no one cared, she said it again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Once we get raw materials, we can reuse these to make new bullets.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Right! I almost forgot!” Zhang Su slapped his thigh and ordered: “Hear that? Empty casings can be reused—quickly, gather them all up!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching everyone bent over collecting casings, Yu Wen smiled: “The old masters went through this too—drove out the devils and won the war. We’ll overcome this disaster too!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly! We can do it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“One day we’ll return to the past...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simple words stirred a sense of mission in many hearts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, over a hundred empty casings were collected; those unfindable were left behind without wasting time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After dinner, Zhang Su saw Jia Shiqin connecting power to a steel bar cutter. He turned to Yu Wen: “Teacher Yu, tomorrow, cut a batch of one-meter steel bars—grind one end slightly, wrap the other simply. Perfect for killing zombies behind obstacles!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These past few days, Zhang Su had been killing zombies in Niuziquan Town by stabbing them with steel bars—any obstruction blocked the zombie, and one thrust silenced it instantly, saving tremendous effort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Wen nodded and patted a wooden barricade he’d just finished: “Mr. Zhang, this is our barricade. Built using structural principles—the harder a zombie pushes forward, the greater the downward pressure. Unless dozens of zombies crush the logs outright, they won’t break through!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su mimicked a zombie’s push—indeed, brute force alone was useless. But a human could simply lift it up and dismantle it...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Teacher Yu, our defenses must guard not just against zombies, but also against other survivors and vehicles charging through. Make some spike strips too—just in case.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Got it. I’ll note it down—easy enough!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Wen now had greater room to contribute at the base. His knowledge was vast—even if not deeply specialized, it was more than sufficient. His hands-on skills were strong. The strange, obscure knowledge he’d learned as a schoolteacher had finally found its use!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1719,"2026-06-20T15:15:14.526Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","021ab11acd9e43d4e4a27449b76c6322d80c2a88b3aed5582177bd394c1a3078","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-179","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-177",694,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-cover.jpg"]