[{"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-229":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},2319467,4536,"Chapter 229: They Are Lying","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-229",229,"\u003Cp>“That’s good, that’s good, hahaha, we fully trust the Survivors’ Alliance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Changshou smiled faintly, forced and unnatural.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The roadblock on the bridge was cleared, and the two vehicles passed through smoothly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Yan, take a break and watch the vehicles here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Captain Zhang opened the car door and stepped out; the “Old Yan” he referred to was the deputy leader of this squad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh.” Old Yan gave a slight smile and nodded: “Be careful!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though it was a caring remark, it sounded strangely unnatural—but Captain Zhang and the others didn’t care, as if they were used to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Changshou casually ordered a girl sharpening a knife by the roadside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Ma Changshou saw who was speaking, his heart jolted—he immediately rebuked them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Survivors’ Alliance members exchanged glances; in the city, they’d fought to the death over dozens of kilograms of rice and flour, yet here in the countryside, it was so worthless they were just giving it away…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One villager beside Ma Changshou sneered and scolded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Absolute nonsense!” Ma Changshou’s brows darkened, showing rare seriousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Captain Zhang slowly lowered his micro-submachine gun, gave Ma Changshou a strange look, said nothing, and stepped forward to face the militia, repeating the question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Changshou stood aside, stiff and pale, his face grim: “So you want to join the Survivors’ Alliance? Then just say so. Why accuse and frame us? What’s in it for you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Captain Zhang, you’re joking. This is the countryside—we don’t have much else, but food and drink are plentiful. Does your Alliance lack grain? Take a few hundred kilograms of rice and flour with you later.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Captain Zhang, forgive him—he’s an orphan, idle all day. Don’t be angry.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Understood, Village Chief.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In moments, over a dozen people ran out from several courtyards, each carrying weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The self-organized militia of Xidaying Village was orderly and disciplined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m telling the truth! Unlike you liars!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Changshou gave a cold smile and subtly signaled to the militia standing nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reliability of a source is deeply tied to the motive behind the tip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Changshou explained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The villager, helpless, pulled Xiao Shan back into the crowd and gave him a fierce, warning glare—clearly saying: Don’t you dare say anything stupid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One member of the Survivors’ Alliance complained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Changshou hadn’t expected the Survivors’ Alliance to be so tense—when they saw armed men running out, everyone pulled out their guns!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After calming the Survivors’ Alliance members, Ma Changshou waved his hand and clenched his fist: “Form ranks! Stand at attention!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Ma, don’t rush to scold the child. Let him speak—we’ll judge right from wrong ourselves. If he’s telling the truth, I’ll talk to you properly afterward. If he’s lying, I’ll shoot him dead. Isn’t that fine?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A boy of fourteen or fifteen—no one in the Survivors’ Alliance took him seriously—until his next sentence made them all pay close attention!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I won’t go! Don’t drag me! I have something to say! Uncle, they’re lying! The Village Chief is lying!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Captain Zhang said casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t want any conflict—but that didn’t mean Xidaying Village lacked the ability to handle one. If a fight broke out today, he could guarantee none of the Survivors’ Alliance would leave the village alive. Of course, Xidaying would pay a terrible price—more of their own would die than the Alliance members.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Captain Zhang clearly sensed the atmosphere had turned tense. The Survivors’ Alliance could be arrogant only because they had weapons—if the other side truly meant to fight to the death, even they’d hesitate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This brat thinks he’s entitled because his father was a hero. He’s been idle all day around the village. Back then, as a martyr’s child, he didn’t have to worry about food. But what era is this now? Your father’s merits have been eaten up by you. If you don’t work, you’ll starve to death!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey!” As they entered the village, Captain Zhang looked around, a deep smile forming: “Old Ma, your village is impressive. These villagers all look healthy—your supplies must be plentiful!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of Ma Changshou’s villagers grabbed Xiao Shan and dragged him toward a courtyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Shan glared angrily at Ma Changshou and the others: “My dad died accidentally while hunting zombies. Since then, they’ve never let me eat enough. They always keep me hungry. I don’t want to keep starving—I want to join your Survivors’ Alliance!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t move!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You brat, stop causing trouble. Come with me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One sentence—and Captain Zhang immediately raised his micro-submachine gun: “Bring him over!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Xiao Shan paid no attention—he angrily flung his arms free and strode several steps to stand before the Survivors’ Alliance members.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it, bad luck—we have to keep chasing north!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Changshou pointed to the granary: “We can’t finish it—can’t finish it at all. The reserves for thousands of people from nearby villages will rot if we leave them here another few months. Bosses, if you could take some off our hands, that’d be great.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether other claims were true or false, this one was absolutely true: Xidaying Village had more grain than they could possibly consume—even if they shipped it all to the Qinglong Military, they couldn’t carry it all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Shan’s face froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Shan shrank his neck, still a little afraid of Ma Changshou—but seeing every member of the Survivors’ Alliance armed, he felt an instant surge of courage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Changshou pulled a whistle from his collar and blew it sharply: “Eeew!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uncle, if I tell the truth, will you take me away from here? I want to join the Survivors’ Alliance!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Captain Zhang’s expression wasn’t good either. The areas cleared by the Survivors’ Alliance were now very safe—who’d want to risk wandering outside when they could live comfortably?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Captain Zhang studied Xiao Shan with interest: his worn cotton coat, cracked skin, dull, yellowish-gray complexion—clear signs of malnutrition. He was the first person in the village with such a look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s easy!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What nonsense are you spouting? Go work in the greenhouse instead of yelling here!” The villager, terrified by Xiao Shan’s words, dragged and pulled him away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh, kid, you heard that? Say it right—if you make up a story and mess up, you’re dead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So generous?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Shan was clearly startled by Ma Changshou’s demeanor, but he stayed rooted, looking hopefully toward Captain Zhang’s group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the fork in the road, Captain Zhang stopped, thought a moment, then said: “Alright. Shout out—call some people out. We’ll ask a few questions. If we get nothing, we leave.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, alright, Little Hu—go tell the granary to prepare two hundred kilograms of rice and three hundred kilograms of flour!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Shan puffed out his chest, triumphant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Captain Zhang watched the girl waddle off toward the granary and shrugged dismissively—he had no interest in women. In the Alliance, women were the one thing they had too many of—especially for someone of his rank, they practically threw themselves at his bed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few of his men looked envious, but dared not act, bound by regulations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“These are bosses from the Qincheng Survivors’ Alliance. They have some questions for you. Answer whatever they ask, understood?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you… the Survivors’ Alliance from the radio?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unexpectedly, at that moment, a boy who’d been standing nearby watching spoke up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many things can be faked—but a person’s spirit and demeanor are hard to counterfeit. The villagers’ faces were ruddy, their steps steady and calm—clearly they hadn’t starved, and they’d clearly received some training.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Shan wriggled and shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kid, don’t rush to speak. Let me ask you first: you said you want to join the Survivors’ Alliance—why? Why leave Xidaying Village?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Ma, these are minor details. Our mission here is to chase the traitor. You must cooperate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ahem!” Captain Zhang coughed awkwardly; even with their long-standing arrogance, he felt uneasy: “Then I won’t refuse your kindness. Just pack five hundred kilograms of rice and flour—no more, we can’t carry it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The result was predictable: they got no new information.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Captain Zhang was surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiao Shan, don’t meddle in adult matters. Go play somewhere else!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Changshou nodded: “Captain Zhang, tell me how to cooperate—I’ll do it without hesitation!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, the leader’s orders had to be carried out—even if it was just going through the motions, it had to be done well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Changshou nodded in satisfaction, turned to Captain Zhang, and said: “Captain Zhang, how was the cooperation?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Survivors’ Alliance members didn’t lower their weapons just because of a few soothing words—they watched tensely as twelve men, young, middle-aged, and old, lined up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t get excited, don’t get excited… they thought zombies were attacking. Bosses, stay calm!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You, hmm…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Shan glared, chest heaving—but he couldn’t reply, because what they said was true.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1454,"2026-06-20T15:15:16.164Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","4f3a8baf7344584f984f75a64cca9e4f8c57322b5244d541f0b6dd906e1c5051","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-230","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-228",694,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-cover.jpg"]