[{"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-43":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},2319281,4536,"Chapter 43: Fans Bring Warmth","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-43",43,"\u003Cp>\"Other survivors?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chongzi looked at Xiangge with confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Could a little girl have come up with this alarm device?\" Xiangge gripped the iron spoon carefully, then pulled out scissors and cut the wires.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chongzi laughed: \"Hey, Xiangge, you’re not wrong—she’s a livestreamer who plays shooting games. She’s picked up plenty of dirty tricks from chatting with us; this is child’s play!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright then. Doesn’t matter. If there are others, fine—we’ll rob them together! Come on, move!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiangge began hauling things away, utterly unconcerned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Su-ge?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu saw Zhang Su staring blankly with a chopstick of noodles stuck in his mouth, and waved her hand in front of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Xiaoshan glanced worriedly at the strange Zhang Su and whispered: \"Su-ge, are you under too much pressure? Eat, then get a good night’s sleep.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though they now had some combat ability, their greatest reliance was still Zhang Su—they feared him falling apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su’s vacant eyes suddenly refocused; he slurped the noodles into his mouth and mumbled: \"No time to sleep—guests are here!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Guests?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His odd words left the two women even more baffled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Didn’t you hear the alarm go off?\" Zhang Su asked deliberately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu and Zhong Xiaoshan exchanged surprised glances and both shook their heads: \"No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then your vigilance is way too low!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had Zhang Su spoken than a heavy object landed outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s…?\" Zheng Xinyu turned toward the door, her expression grim: \"Did someone knock over the dressing table blocking the stairs?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Definitely!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Xiaoshan’s face tightened; she immediately put down her chopsticks, snatched up an iron plate from the floor, and stood ready.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu moved just as fast, grabbing the baseball bat leaning against the wall and shot Zhang Su a questioning look: What now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su raised a hand to calm them, then whispered: \"Not zombies—people. Stay alert.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t tell Zheng Xinyu or Zhong Xiaoshan what he’d heard—he wanted to see their reactions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu wondered how Zhang Su knew it was people; she guessed he’d deduced it from the sounds, didn’t press it, and silently followed him to the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn it, Chongzi, something’s off!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiangge glanced back at the heavy sofa and dressing table: \"Even if you say that girl knows a bunch of weird stuff, could she really move all this herself?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chongzi scratched his head. The sofa and dressing table were already heavy for them after two days of hunger—how could a little girl manage it, even if she’d eaten her fill?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Maybe… hey, Xiangge, look—the marks of fire, leftover planks… there’s definitely someone still up there. Yeah, that’s it—these barriers were set up by survivors upstairs!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chongzi offered what he thought was a reasonable explanation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiangge walked to the floor between the eighth and ninth levels, picked up a plank, and sneered: \"Whatever. Let’s go to the little girl’s place first!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Decided, the two reached the eighth floor, pushed open the safety door, and saw the door to 801.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiangge tightened his grip on the fire axe, gave Chongzi a glance, and signaled him to knock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chongzi dared not defy Xiangge. He picked up the crowbar and crept down the hallway, scanning around—no anomalies. He tiptoed to the door of 801.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knock. Knock. Knock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three dull knocks echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su, watching through the peephole, smirked. Seeing Chongzi forcing a friendly expression on the other side of the door amused him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu and Zhong Xiaoshan stood perfectly still, eyes locked on Zhang Su, waiting for his command.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yu Mao-mao, you home? I’m your fan—I came to save you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chongzi, getting no reply, felt slightly relieved—no zombies inside. He cautiously called out: \"Yu Mao-mao, is that you? Good, you’re safe! I’m Yi Fei Chong Tian—the one who sent you gifts a few days ago. I came to check on you—are you okay?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su’s cheeks puffed out; he barely held back a laugh. He glanced at Zheng Xinyu with amusement—he knew \"Yu Mao-mao\" was her online name, but this was absurdly childish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu knew exactly why Zhang Su was laughing. In this tense moment, she flushed crimson with shame and anger—and she was utterly bewildered: how could a fan know her address and come to rescue her?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Xiaoshan’s lips kept twitching—she clearly wanted to laugh too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What’s so funny? Hmph! Look how loyal my fans are—even after the outbreak, they still come to save me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu glared at Zhang Su, whispering fiercely: \"I’m not happy about this!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unbeknownst to her, Chongzi had pressed his ear against the door and caught a faint sound. His face lit up: \"Yu Mao-mao, is that you? You’re safe! I’m Yi Fei Chong Tian—the one who sent you gifts a few days ago. I came to see you—are you okay?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tone was sincere, almost warm. If Zhang Su hadn’t known this guy was up to no good, he might’ve almost believed the lie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d originally planned to kill the two schemers outright—but then an idea struck him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su gestured for Zheng Xinyu to look outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yu Mao-mao, you got any food or water? I brought you plenty! You there? Say something!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chongzi spoke in the softest, gentlest voice he could muster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Zheng Xinyu glanced outside, Zhang Su motioned for them to move away from the door and whispered: \"This guy’s sweet-talking—he’s no good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu hesitated: \"But… he doesn’t seem like he’s lying. And he really is a fan from our neighborhood. But I told all my fans I lived in Building Ten—I even put that on my delivery address. How did he find me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu still had basic safety sense—even with today’s internet, she’d concealed her real name and address when sharing her location in Sheng Qin Jiayuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, do you think you should open the door?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su didn’t dwell on the past. Someone had come—fine. He offered no opinion, only guided.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu grew even more uncertain. She glanced instinctively at Zhang Su and Zhong Xiaoshan, then murmured hesitantly: \"Maybe… we should open the door and meet him? He really brought a big bag.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aren’t you afraid he’ll rush in the moment you open it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re right here, so I’m not worried… fine, fine, I won’t open it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, Zheng Xinyu’s indecisiveness had kicked in again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He’s right outside. Are you opening it or not? Or are you just going to keep pretending you’re not home?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su pressed on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Open the door. Don’t open it but talk. Pretend you’re not home. Another option appeared—and Zheng Xinyu’s mind grew even more tangled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Maybe we should wait and see what he does next?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Xiaoshan added another option from the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu nodded vigorously: \"Yes! Let’s see what he does next. That way, we won’t kill an innocent, and we won’t fall for a villain’s trick!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su grinned, saying nothing. He saw Zheng Xinyu still clung to her old, peaceful-world mindset—that’s why she was so torn. He decided to use this moment to give her a proper lesson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1175,"2026-06-20T15:15:14.526Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","7bcd90b76e8b6bdcab97ba7f4a33438170964c3ec968916e537414d5a946ff60","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-44","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-42",694,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-cover.jpg"]