[{"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-599":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},2319837,4536,"Chapter 599: New Look","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-599",599,"\u003Cp>“You want to go out for a walk?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su nodded eagerly: “We’re short on field personnel—you lead a team to retrieve all the machinery from nearby villages. No problem?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t a lack of hands, but of core members to lead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Converting the Haihe River into a protective barrier isn’t a simple project—it’s far larger in scale than building a wall; manpower alone is just the baseline, and every available machine must be deployed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During previous cleanups of nearby villages for supplies, we found plenty of machinery, but due to transport and energy constraints, none were brought back—they were left where found.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now we have enough personnel and ample energy—we can retrieve all the needed equipment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, it’s settled! I’ll lead the team to find machinery. Lulu lulu, time to sleep!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu was eager for the mission and immediately rose to head for bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait—hey, do we have any sunglasses?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su called out to Zheng Xinyu; he’d searched several places today but found no sunglasses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s the middle of the night—why are you looking for sunglasses? Oh, I get it—you think your eye injury ruins your looks, so you need to hide it. Don’t worry, you still look awesome.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu assumed Zhang Su was self-conscious about his injury and needed sunglasses to cover it; she comforted him, then bent down and gave a loud kiss beside his wound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hah…” Zhang Su laughed helplessly. “I have another reason. Do you have any? If so, hand them over.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I do have some—but your head’s so big, will they even fit?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu walked to the wardrobe and quickly pulled out a glasses case. She snapped it open, took out a pair of gold-rimmed aviators, and reluctantly handed them to Zhang Su: “Ray-Ban. Don’t stretch them out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t care if they’re Ray-Ban or Electric-Ban—give them here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su knew Ray-Ban—a decent sunglass brand; decent ones cost thousands. He put down his chopsticks, took the sunglasses, smoothed his hair, and put them on. They were a bit tight on his head, but the style covered his entire eyes well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pfft…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu saw Zhang Su squinting left and right with two dark circles under his eyes and couldn’t help laughing: “Bro, are you going abstract?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Due to his super vision, Zhang Su couldn’t clearly sense the sunglasses’ light transmission rate, so he stared wide-eyed at Zheng Xinyu: “Can you see my eyes?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“These lenses are so dark, transmission’s under twenty percent—you can’t see a damn thing!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu chuckled and shook her head, baffled by Zhang Su’s midnight antics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xinyu, are you mad because I stretched out your glasses?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su stirred up anger within himself, while avoiding Zheng Xinyu’s gaze, looking toward the balcony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu frowned: “What’s wrong with you? I was joking—you can take them if you want. Why would I be mad?… Besides, your face wound really isn’t a big deal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t understand why Zhang Su suddenly cared so much about his appearance—had he developed appearance anxiety now that the camp had grown?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su felt a surge of joy, pushed up his sunglasses, and said: “It’s not to hide the wound. Maybe because of the blow to my corner, my eyes swell up whenever light gets too bright—I’m wearing these to ease the discomfort. They’re working well—I feel much better.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quickly, Zhang Su found a perfectly fitting excuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah… so that’s why. Let me find you a pair that fits better—I remember we brought back sunglasses from Niuziquan Town!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu spoke earnestly; she wasn’t wrong—Niuziquan Town had an eyeglass shop, and nearly everything inside had been abandoned. Xie Yan’s reading glasses had been dug out from that pile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su didn’t refuse, smiling and nodding: “Good. Find me two more—ones with low light transmission. I don’t know how long this’ll last, but thank goodness it’s overcast now; otherwise, it’d be worse.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm-hmm, leave it to me. I’m going to sleep now. Clean up after you eat—hey, this scene feels so familiar… right, the night before the disaster broke out, you said the exact same thing to me…” She climbed into bed, curled under the covers, a nostalgic look on her face, slowly drifting to sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Discovering that sunglasses could block emotional transmission, Zhang Su felt like he’d found a treasure—now the on\u002Foff problem was solved completely; he could control it freely and use it with perfect ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tianma Yu expanded from a hundred to over seven hundred people; the three satellite villages at its foot each housed over two hundred. With more people, the area no longer felt so desolate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snoring, teeth-grinding, sleep-talking—the noises that once annoyed him now subtly brought comfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their presence proved this was a safe haven, where people could sink into peaceful sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next morning, Zhang Su woke before seven. The first thing he did was walk to the window, pull back the curtain, and glance outside. The sun hadn’t risen yet, but the sky was already bright, with dark clouds still piled high like a ceiling fixed in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sky remained overcast, but camp construction couldn’t stop for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su appeared in the dining hall; already ten or so people were eating, and instantly all eyes turned to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bro, why the cool look?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Xin grinned and asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Ya twisted her head, gestured with her hand in front of her eyes, then laughed happily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su placed his hand under his chin in a “8” shape, flashed a cocky smile, and walked toward the food station, speaking casually: “Took a few punches yesterday—my eyes swell up in bright light, so I got these sunglasses. Feels better.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, really? Won’t it affect your vision?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Probably optic nerve damage. I remember there’s medicine for that—ask Second Sister to find some for you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Eye problems aren’t trivial, Brother Su—you’ve got to take this seriously.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the reason, everyone stopped joking and shifted to offering condolences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s fine—dim light doesn’t bother me. I’ll have Xiaoshan find me some medicine. Oh, Lao Pan, after you eat, hurry to Xida Ying Village and bring Xiao Shuai and Da Kun back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One lie needed more lies to sustain it; Zhang Su had to play along, then smoothly shifted to assigning morning tasks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Got it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Guoliang gave a thumbs-up and ate faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he even finished eating, Zhang Su summoned all combat personnel to Tianma Yu. By the time he finished, everyone had assembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a night’s rest, combat teams from each division were refreshed, gathered in the parking lot, chatting amiably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when interests don’t clash do relationships become harmonious; with Tianma Yu overseeing everything, no conflict arose between divisions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Zhang Su appeared in the parking lot, every eye turned to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? Did the King of Hell get a new look?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The boss should stand out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? Oh… come on, stop guessing—Brother Su’s optic nerve got damaged, sensitive to light.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah, so that’s why. Still, impressive—one guy took out nine and only got his eyes hurt. Damn, that’s solid…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected, many were curious about the King of Hell’s new appearance, but once informed, they stopped asking and didn’t laugh anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1199,"2026-06-20T15:15:16.642Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","3b4ddfeda61fbd87d9d859487f3d1267e3567fdf1ef6d727155d8c90dec531ab","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-600","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-598",694,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-cover.jpg"]