[{"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-51":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},2319289,4536,"Chapter 51: Do You Feel Cold?","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-51",51,"\u003Cp>“Before… the day before yesterday, Sister Xinyu said you were under a lot of pressure, worried you couldn’t handle it mentally… so as long as it made you happy and relaxed, she didn’t mind at all.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Xiaoshan spoke in a voice as faint as a mosquito’s hum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Zheng Xinyu’s realization, a reluctant compromise—after years of surfing the internet, she’d seen and heard too much to know exactly what to do in such moments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su nodded silently; his hearing hadn’t improved yet the day before, so it was normal he hadn’t heard it. He was startled that the two women had thought so far ahead, and gained deeper insight into Zheng Xinyu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a normal man, one should do normal things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After teetering on the edge of life and death, when a chance to relax finally comes, you must seize it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiaoshan, what I need isn’t just a bed warmer. You shouldn’t become that kind of person. This can bring us closer, but it doesn’t mean you can slack off from now on, understood?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su made clear his thoughts again—he would never take on a burden just for his younger brother’s happiness. He needed a close, Moqi  partner!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Understood, Brother Su. I’ll repeat what I just said: I’ll do whatever you say, never slack off, never hold you back—I want to be your woman, the most useful one!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Xiaoshan’s firm voice was as solemn as a hospital oath…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Already trying to steal someone’s place so fast?” Zhang Su teased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Naaah… I wouldn’t!” Zhong Xiaoshan pouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, don’t you feel it’s colder tonight?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su reached out and wrapped his arm around Zhong Xiaoshan’s smooth shoulder, changing his tone as he asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Xiaoshan knew she’d finally earned his approval. To throw herself into his arms and wait for his nod—this was her first time ever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Zhang Su’s question, she shook her head: “I don’t feel cold. Maybe I just exercised, so I’m still warm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su mused: “Feel again. It’s freezing! Can’t you feel it? Xinyu’s sleeping over there without an electric blanket—she must be colder!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, he clearly felt Zhong Xiaoshan’s body tremble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Y-yes, it is a little cold. Then… then I’ll call Sister Xinyu over.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Xiaoshan was a shrewd one, incredibly perceptive, and with her decisive nature, she didn’t hesitate a moment—she spoke the words Zhang Su meant to say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm, call her over. It’s so cold. We don’t have much medicine left—catching a chill or a cold would be terrible.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su spoke seriously: for the health of his comrades in life-or-death situations, sharing a bed was a small sacrifice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Xiaoshan’s face turned red. She sat up and pinched his arm, scolding: “Men are never satisfied—you’re terrible!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she got out of bed, slipped on her slippers, and shuffled off toward the opposite bedroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(The following scenes aren’t worth watching—we skip them.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next morning, Zhang Su woke from sleep to find a pair of glistening eyes staring at him, and warmth behind him—his heart gave a slight tremor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leapt up quickly. All three pretended nothing had happened. As Zhong Xiaoshan left the room, she bent down, picked up the scattered rubber items from the floor, and tossed them into the trash outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While dressing, Zhang Su made faces at his reflection on the computer screen. Any fool could sense the awkwardness between them—but it was easy to fix.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, you two dressed yet? Morning training starts now!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su spat out his mouthwash, picked up his hatchet, and knocked on Zheng Xinyu’s bedroom door. With his thick skin, he didn’t care about awkwardness—this was the best way to break it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door opened from inside. Two pairs of strange eyes fixed on Zhang Su.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s cold—I’m looking for clothes for Xiaoshan…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu wore a thin cotton jacket, her nose slightly red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Xiaoshan had put on a light down jacket and offered a gentle smile: “It didn’t drop last night, but this morning it’s really cold. Luckily, Sister Xinyu has plenty of clothes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su peered into Zheng Xinyu’s room and asked: “Aren’t you using that digital clock that shows temperature? What’s the house temperature now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu stuck out her tongue, rolled her eyes: “It says twenty-eight degrees. Total junk.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? Brother Su, are we going downstairs to scavenge supplies?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Xiaoshan asked, seeing Zhang Su holding the hatchet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su shook his head, then pointed upstairs: “We’re clearing the zombies on the upper floors!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected, when the two women heard this decision, the subtle awkwardness vanished instantly. Their faces tightened with tension, and they drew closer together—clearly growing more bonded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before matters of life and death, everything else is trivial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Going today? Don’t we train a few more days?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu asked, but she’d already turned to grab her baseball bat. The cold touch made her unconsciously loosen her grip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whether it’s stamina, agility, or endurance training, the goal is always to fight zombies. We don’t know if the cold affects them—but it affects us. No more delaying—we train through Shizhan !”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Zhang Su uncomfortably moved his arm—jumping straight from a T-shirt to a knit sweater, plus added protection, made his joints feel stiff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let me lay out the plan for later…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finalizing the plan, the three each took their weapons and headed upstairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arriving on the twelfth floor, Zhang Su listened carefully and knew the answer: eight zombies. He decided to lure them out one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Confident in his skill, Zhang Su gently turned the lock, hid behind the door, held his breath, and slowly pulled open the safety door, waiting silently for the zombies to wander out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t disappointed. Soon, a zombie shuffled across the threshold into the stairwell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, Zhang Su kicked the zombie in the waist as it turned, then quietly shut the safety door—clean, swift, precise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ooooh…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud. Thump-thump.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The zombie rolled several times and landed on the staircase landing halfway down to the eleventh floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The poor zombie, ambushed, had no idea what happened—just caught the scent of fresh life when it got kicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The commotion stirred the other zombies. Soon, they began pounding on the safety door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su had anticipated this reaction. He’d already prepared Zheng Xinyu and Zhong Xiaoshan mentally. Hearing the violent pounding, they showed no panic, continuing their tasks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang! Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the fallen zombie tried to rise, a metal bat and a large wrench smashed into its head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aaah! Aaah…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing heavy blows, the zombie’s counterattacks were feeble—its arms flailed wildly, like a drowning man grasping at floating debris.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1110,"2026-06-20T15:15:14.526Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","998766c2d5a1589feb388b927ebb3bce7f34b33dbcdba00083132298ae2643b5","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-52","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-50",694,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-cover.jpg"]