[{"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-203":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},2319441,4536,"Chapter 203: The Thrilling Show","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-203",203,"\u003Cp>In the restaurant of Xiaoxingyun Guesthouse, everyone waited for dinner and naturally began discussing the Qinglong Militia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big brother, I caught a glimpse of that guy’s gun today—it’s a QB03 assault rifle, absolutely top-notch, stronger than our weapons!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Dezhu held a cup of water, his expression grave; one arm was crippled, but he still helped with chores around camp. When Yu Wen led the Qinglong Militia up the mountain, he was mixing cement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No way!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guo Dachao countered: “The Type 03 assault rifle’s stability, accuracy, and ammunition compatibility are all inferior to the Type 95 automatic rifle. The Type 03 is only better than the Type 95 in very specific operational scenarios!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone exchanged glances, surprised that Guo Dachao understood firearms so well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Guo’s family has someone in the military—he served in the infantry brigade camp near Qingxian. If there’s no accident, the Qinglong Militia’s gear came from that camp!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su added, “For us amateurs, whether it’s Type 03 or Type 95, it’s all just ‘bang-bang’—same effect, same deterrent. I’ve brought back two pieces of news. First: Xidaoying Village should join the Qinglong Militia. We plan to head north soon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xidaoying Village is joining the Qinglong Militia?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big brother, you mean… attack them!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Everyone has their own dreams and paths. Xidaoying Village’s decision must have been carefully considered—it fits their situation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Lue pressed further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“According to Teacher Yu’s feedback, along this provincial road between Qingxian County and Qincheng City, there are roughly four survivor settlements. Even if those grain-collecting teams run into trouble, the Qinglong Militia would find it hard to investigate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uncle, what are we really going to do? Are we really going to hand over grain to those bastards!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once you get used to freedom, you won’t like being controlled—especially not living under someone else’s roof.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly!” Zhang Su slammed his cup onto the table. “None of you are outsiders. Do you believe in peace begged for on your knees—or peace won by the barrel of a gun?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But… aren’t they uncomfortable by the Haihe River? Why join someone else’s faction and suffer their abuse!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Dezhu asked, his expression dark and menacing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone found Xidaoying Village’s choice baffling. In the apocalypse, survival is hard, but there are far fewer constraints. With a patch of land to call home, they could live freely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The second piece of news: United Village wants to ally with us—they’ll decide how to act based on what we do!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Tianji reminded them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>United Village had many people but weak combat power; if they truly wanted to control such a force, it wouldn’t be difficult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su nodded. “I’ve arranged to meet Wang Xinggui here tomorrow. Don’t worry—I’ll make sure they submit completely.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su told everyone the reasons Ma Changshou had given. He believed Ma’s story was nine parts truth and one part lie: Xidaoying Village did face real problems, but had concealed their decision to join the Qinglong Militia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pang Dakun, after a period of rest, had mostly recovered from his injuries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big Brother Su, what’s the other piece of news?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su took a sip of hot water and spoke slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s that old Ma just can’t see straight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Wen offered a very balanced assessment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big Brother Su, United Village is numerous and powerful—we must be careful they turn on us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fight! Fight the bastards!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No grain. Kill them all. Fuck!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uncle, let’s attack Qingxian and wipe out their nest!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zombies roamed, warlords carved up the land, the world was in chaos—conflict was inevitable. But everyone rejected Pang Dakun’s suggestion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Little Kun, did your injury fry your brain? They’re entrenched in Qingxian—maybe they’re settled in a military camp like Old Li’s, guarding a weapons depot. Are we just going to deliver ourselves to them like couriers?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Dezhu teased and scolded Pang Dakun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Correct. We cannot go north to attack the Qinglong Militia’s headquarters.” Zhang Su nodded. “Not until we fully understand their situation. Since we’ve made our decision, let’s just do what we need to do. I’ll handle preparations for what happens in a week.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone nodded. Whenever Zhang Su took charge, they felt an inexplicable sense of security.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After dinner, some helped clean up. Yu Wen stopped Zhang Su as he prepared to leave. “Mr. Zhang, while burning zombie corpses this afternoon, we noticed something.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Right!” Zhang Su snapped his fingers. “When we came back earlier, the fire hadn’t gone out. The ashes had clumped into a big, black, sticky mass. It burned for four or five hours—damn, it’s incredibly fire-resistant!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They’d encountered fires in the city before—even fled because a building caught fire—but never had time to pay attention to how zombies burned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s not just slow to burn—it’s also highly flammable. This afternoon, Little Wang tried using fuel to ignite them. Little Wu tried lighting them directly. The fire spread rapidly—not as fast as gasoline or alcohol, but still at thirty percent of their ignition speed!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Wen spoke with serious focus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zombies are flammable yet fire-resistant… could living zombies have this same trait?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su naturally thought of using flammability to combat zombies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We don’t know about the living ones yet—but we can test it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Wen pointed toward the direction where zombies were tied up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The earlier hunger tests had roughly concluded that zombies could absorb energy from sunlight, but the process was extremely slow. After being tied under the sun for over an hour, they only showed slowed movement and delayed reactions after being teased for ten minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later, two zombies were locked inside the ticket booth to see how long they could survive. Once again, they became listless—but they didn’t die. Days passed, and they remained like that, stubbornly alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go test it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No time to waste. Zhang Su stepped out of the restaurant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big Brother Su, where are you and Teacher Yu going?” Lu Yu asked, noticing their hurried steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’re doing an experiment—burning zombies. Want to watch?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su raised a long-handled explosion-proof fork he’d found somewhere in a guesthouse—used for catching dogs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Holy shit, that’s intense? Quick, quick, let’s go!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yu immediately became interested.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uncle, I’m coming too!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pang Dakun, still limping from his injury, hobbled after them as he washed dishes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing about such a thrilling spectacle, many others followed. Since there was no work tonight, no one wanted to miss something new.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group marched to the ticket booth where zombies were held. Lu Yu volunteered to use the fork to drag out one listless zombie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aowu! Aowu!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even in its near-dead state, the zombie, seeing living people all around, still bit and gnawed left and right—every movement slower than normal, like a movie playing at half-speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, it remained dangerous. One bite would be fatal!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s tie it to that power pole over in the parking lot!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su shone his flashlight toward a distant cement power pole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What a cruel bunch—burning zombies too. Lucky, don’t you learn from them, okay?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu, walking behind the crowd, hugged her twenty-kilogram Corgi—light enough to carry, warm and cozy—and muttered to herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the zombie was tied to the pole, howling dumbly, unaware of what awaited it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Time to burn the zombie!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yu excitedly pulled out a lighter and a cloth bundle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Qing stopped Lu Yu, stepped forward, and somehow found a burlap sack, which she placed over the zombie’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Haha, Teacher Yu is thorough—even before execution, she gives the prisoner a hood.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yu gave a thumbs-up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Qing smiled awkwardly: “I’m afraid it’ll bite people…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ohhh…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yu smiled awkwardly and went back to his task.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For safety, he didn’t light the zombie directly. Instead, he used the lighter to ignite the cloth bundle, then used the fork to touch the zombie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aowuouu!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the fork neared, the zombie seemed to sense something. Suddenly, it grew frenzied—its screams doubled in volume. Strange patterns erupted across its skin. The thick ropes holding it groaned under its strain—its strength had clearly increased!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pufu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fire touched the zombie’s skin and spread across its body at visible speed. The burlap sack on its head ignited too. Through the roaring flames, the zombie looked strangely cool…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn! So zombies are terrified of fire!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yu stepped back, used the still-burning cloth to light a cigarette, and watched the zombie thrash wildly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where did you see that it’s afraid of fire?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su frowned at the burning zombie, a quiet unease stirring in him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s struggling, isn’t that fear…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Watch out!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the zombie let out a strange shriek, snapped its rope, and lunged straight at nearby Lu Yu in a ball of flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su yanked Lu Yu backward as Tan Huajun surged forward from the side, swinging his ever-present caliper with full force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Puh…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The measuring jaws pierced the zombie’s head with perfect accuracy. The zombie’s arms dropped, it knelt, then collapsed to the ground—while the flames continued to burn fiercely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1497,"2026-06-20T15:15:16.164Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","4f592dece1fd456b0fa49007d8f63690c3e253163e049ac5339c066407dc9efe","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-204","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-202",694,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-cover.jpg"]