[{"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-58":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},2319296,4536,"Chapter 58: Safe Zone","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-58",58,"\u003Cp>Zhang Su rubbed his chin and asked, “Officer Qin, I’d like to know about the firefight that night—your firepower was so strong, yet you still couldn’t hold out?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This matter deeply concerned everyone; for those who had never experienced real combat, the firefight just a short distance away a few nights ago had been truly shocking!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Ya patted his assault rifle on his shoulder and shook his head bitterly: “No matter how strong the firepower, it couldn’t hold back the endless waves of zombies appearing from all directions. The greatest regret was our gross miscalculation of the zombie population in the neighborhood.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The moment gunfire started, zombies from another street were drawn in. We’d prepared enough ammo to eliminate a hundred thousand zombies under ideal conditions—but when the actual firefight began, we realized: ideals are full-bodied, reality is bone-thin!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su pressed further: “What do you mean?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To kill a zombie, you must shoot it in the head. Otherwise, if you hit its legs, it still hops around. Unless you keep hitting the exact same spot repeatedly, who can guarantee headshots in that chaotic, terrifying situation?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t know how many zombies we killed, but I estimate it was less than one-tenth of the theoretical number…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the end of his account, Qin Ya’s expression was grim, his brows deeply furrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then… were any weapons left there?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su looked at Qin Ya with an inquiring gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From Qin Ya’s account, gunfire attracted more zombies, yet firearms remained the most effective weapons and carried unparalleled psychological deterrence against humans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In China, firearms are strictly controlled; ordinary people have no access to them. Now, with the environment changed, Zhang Su wanted to acquire some guns—it would greatly increase their chances of survival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Ya smiled bitterly at Zhang Su’s question: “We fought until the last bullet…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, he removed his rifle from his shoulder, ejected the magazine, and showed it to the group—empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This sight left everyone silent, unable to imagine the depth of despair such a moment must have been.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment, Qin Ya suddenly froze, then raised his eyebrows: “I just remembered something—while communication was still active, I heard a report. I don’t know if they succeeded by now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing everyone’s hopeful gazes fixed on him, Qin Ya recalled: “At the time, I heard over the radio in the squad’s walkie-talkie that authorities planned to establish a temporary safe zone at the Olympic Sports Center.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Years ago, Qincheng had spent a fortune building a grand stadium to host some Olympic events.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Olympic Sports Center?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing this, everyone’s expressions darkened in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su’s Shengqin Home was in northern Qincheng, while the Olympic Sports Center lay in the city’s southwest, a straight-line distance of four kilometers—but by road, roughly seven!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In normal times, a seven-kilometer drive—even with traffic—would take an hour. Now, even risking your life might not get you far.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, this was one of the few good pieces of news in recent days, kindling a faint spark of hope in everyone’s hearts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then… Officer Qin, didn’t you hear any further updates?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Wuhu asked eagerly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Ya shook his head expressionlessly: “Communication is cut off. The walkie-talkie was lost during the firefight. People now have zero sense of preparedness—we searched seven or eight homes and still couldn’t find a single radio…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Older cellphones once had built-in radio functions, but these were removed for various reasons. Few people use such devices now, except perhaps elderly folks who might still own a radio to listen to broadcasts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cars, too—almost any functioning vehicle comes equipped with a radio—but finding a working car now is a challenge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Radio?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unexpectedly, the milkman—who had been silent, head bowed—suddenly spoke up. He reached into his filthy satchel and pulled out a palm-sized device, then stood and walked over to Qin Ya.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This… it fell once. Only one battery left. I don’t know if it still works.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Full-band radio?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Ya took the device from the milkman’s hand and his face lit up: “Xiao Yu, quickly, take the battery out of your toy dinosaur and give it to Uncle!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Okay!” Liu Xuanyu swiftly removed the battery and handed it to Qin Ya.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone watched anxiously as Qin Ya fiddled with the radio.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the battery was installed. Qin Ya pressed the power button without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The indicator light turned on. A burst of static hissed through the speaker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It works!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Great! Quickly scan for a signal!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Please, heaven, help us…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under everyone’s hopeful gazes, Qin Ya extended the radio’s antenna, adjusted the dial, and walked toward the window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shhhhh… dudududu… cracklecrackle…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as Qin Ya turned the dial, he only switched between different static noises—never a single intelligible sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let me try…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The milkman spoke from behind the group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, you take it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Ya immediately returned the radio to the milkman. He knew how to use it, but not as well as its original owner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The milkman’s dark hands took the radio. He pressed some buttons—static grew louder, then erupted into sharp, grating hisses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t move!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as everyone frowned, Zhang Su suddenly raised his hand to stop the milkman from adjusting the dial further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pssss… Qin… crackle… citizens… pssss… attention… Olympic… pssss… temporary… pssss…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s a voice!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes! Someone’s speaking!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Quiet! Listen carefully!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had Zhang Su not called for silence, no one would have noticed the faint human voice buried in the static.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Citizens of Qincheng, please note: the Olympic Sports Center safe zone has been established. We have basic food, water, and medical supplies. We welcome all to join us in overcoming this hardship.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This FM transmitter is terrible… but that’s clearly the gist!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Due to the poor signal, everyone struggled to piece together useful fragments from the noise. Fortunately, the broadcast repeated itself—after listening twenty or thirty times, they finally assembled one complete sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sudden news left the group with mixed emotions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were glad a safe zone truly existed, proving humanity hadn’t been utterly defeated. But they were also troubled: reaching the Olympic Sports Center would not be easy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Ya signaled the milkman to turn off the radio, then looked at the group with solemn eyes: “Everyone, share your thoughts.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu and Zhong Xiaoshanyi naturally deferred to Zhang Su, turning their gazes toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Sihai looked at his brother Duan Wuhu; the two exchanged silent glances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The milkman stood quietly beside them, still silent, clutching the radio tightly, lost in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Infected with some virus, feeling awful…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The child got infected first, then the whole family went down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Headache, runny nose, constant coughing—about to turn into “awoo-awoo.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1114,"2026-06-20T15:15:14.526Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","10071afb1297f44261445f5c966451597aba579c509d18a3d878d4c245e7478f","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-59","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-57",694,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-cover.jpg"]