[{"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-603":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},2319841,4536,"Chapter 603: Three Fakes!","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-603",603,"\u003Cp>“A special team that doesn’t attract the zombies? Mr. Zhang, this idea of yours is unique, but it’s extremely hard to achieve!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Yanshan analyzed: “We currently don’t understand the fundamental reason why Qiu Hui and Liu Tianji don’t attract zombies, nor have we found the conditions that trigger this phenomenon!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Based on our extremely limited data, of seven injured, only three survived; among those three, two possess the trait of not attracting zombies, and one of those two is still in flux. According to this probability, out of a hundred injured, roughly fifteen might end up not attracting zombies.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is the best theoretical outcome—and it’s very far from ideal!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Yanshan added emphatically, as if worried Zhang Su might resort to inhumane acts to build such a unit…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su could clearly see what Xie Yanshan was concerned about; he gave him a strange pat on the shoulder: “I was just speaking hypothetically—I won’t force it. Don’t take it seriously. By the way, since we can block zombification, it must be that the human body’s functions couldn’t withstand it, leading to death. Could we try making the formula milder?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Yanshan frowned, pursed his lips, and squeezed out two words: “Instruments.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, I understand… Does testing the thing I gave you yesterday also require instruments?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su decided not to delve further into zombification research and instead asked about the white wax pills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Preliminary testing isn’t needed—I examined it right after you gave it to me yesterday. The pill inside the white wax is mostly flour, mixed with some Sichuan pepper powder and chili powder. These won’t make anyone stronger; at most, they’ll make you choke. The core is the filling inside, about the size of a soybean—I’m certain it’s a fragment of some zombie organ!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Yanshan stated firmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Flour, chili powder, Sichuan pepper powder…” Zhang Su shook his head in disbelief: “The Absolute Justice bunch are truly insane—they really know how to mess around. Zombie organ fragments? Looks like we’re not the only ones noticing zombies can be exploited.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Yanshan nodded: “Correct. But I haven’t yet identified which organ fragment it is, nor its effects. I’ll apply for a chicken to test its effects.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm, tell Old Ma—he’ll arrange it for you quickly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su placed one hand on his hip and pointed at the room: “Short on personnel? Should I let those three out?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Zhang, I’ve interacted with them and had brief conversations. From my judgment, they’re just ordinary people following orders—they won’t dare go east if you tell them to go west. Keeping them locked up is just wasting resources.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Yanshan nodded rapidly, speaking up on their behalf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, I’ll go take a look. As for the bodies… I’ll handle them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying this, Zhang Su pulled out his radio and informed Yu Wen that four heroic remains needed burial at Cuilengxuan, asking him to arrange personnel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After giving the order, Zhang Su took the key from Xie Yanshan and headed toward the warehouse where the three surviving members of the Survivor Alliance researchers were held.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Descending half a level, the basement of Cuilengxuan—judging by its architectural style and original intent—was likely meant to store wine and cigars. Now it served as a storage room for trivial, unimportant clutter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlocking and pushing open the door, a foul odor hit him—entirely thanks to a plastic bucket in the corner filled with human waste. Though covered with a wooden board, the warehouse had no heating, and the stench still stung the nose!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warehouse had no lights; natural light came only from high windows. Today’s overcast sky made the interior dim and gloomy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three heard the door open and sat up straight. When they saw it wasn’t the politely speaking Dr. Xie, they shrank back, pulling their heads down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su stood at the doorway, watching the three. In his eyes, there was no darkness—he saw their condition clearly. Their mental state was similar to that of the group from Niuyazi when they caught up with the main force: their clothes were decent, not ragged, but filthy, their faces caked with grime, arms hugged tightly as they shivered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m Zhang Su.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su introduced himself—but the moment he did, the three in front of him panicked and dropped to their knees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang bang bang—they banged their heads. The middle-aged man cried out: “Lord Yama, we know we’re wrong! We shouldn’t have helped Liao Youzhi! We aided the tyrant! We’ll reform and start anew! Please, have mercy! Whatever you want us to do, we’ll do it…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su’s expression twisted in amusement. Am I really that terrifying?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cough!” Zhang Su cleared his throat, removed his sunglasses, and glanced at them. “I’m not here to kill you. Stand up. I ask, you answer.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes yes, alright, alright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three felt a sense of relief and quickly stood, patting their already filthy pants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“From left to right, introduce yourselves. Clearly state your occupation before the disaster and your experiences after. You’re all researchers—your education level must be decent. Don’t ramble. Be concise!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su pulled out a cigarette and lit it—the room’s smell was unbearable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three exchanged glances, then agreed the young woman on the left—facing Zhang Su—would speak first: “I—I’m Zuo Fengjuan. I’m not a researcher. Before the disaster, I was just a high school teacher—teaching biology.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“After the disaster, I escaped with a self-organized group from my neighborhood and was among the first to reach Letao Mall. When Liao Youzhi formed his science department, I—I signed up. Honestly, I don’t know much.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zuo Fengjuan’s voice grew quieter, filled with guilt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another teacher?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su was surprised. Since the disaster, he’d met many teachers—Chinese, chemistry, even physical education. Now here was a biology teacher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking deeper, Chinese and chemistry teachers were coincidental—Duan Wu survived through his own strengths. But this woman? She only got into the special department because she was a teacher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, honest enough. Being a high school biology teacher means you’ve got some learning ability. Next.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Qing was also a teacher. Though she never entered a lab, she made bombs daily—still useful. As long as you had knowledge, you had a role.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The oldest man in the middle bowed slightly: “Lord Yama, hello. I’m Yang Dongxin. I’m not a researcher either. I was just a retired staff member from the Qincheng Research Institute. My job was warehouse management. Heh, warehouse management…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“On the day the disaster hit, I happened to be night-fishing at a private pond near the North Second Ring Road. I got sleepy and slept in the pond keeper’s cabin. When I walked home in the morning, I found zombies everywhere!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Later, I was taken in by a survival team near Factory 208. I lived with them for a while, wandered for over a month, then reached the Survivor Alliance. After that, my story’s the same as Xiao Zuo’s!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su smirked, studying the man’s face: “You don’t look sixty. Why did you retire?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah, it’s like this—my position involved handling special materials that damaged health, so it counted as hazardous labor. I qualified for early retirement.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Dongxin explained quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I see… Hmph,” Zhang Su nodded, then chuckled: “Liao Youzhi really picked bad people. A biology teacher’s one thing—but you? A warehouse clerk turned researcher? Impressive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You flatter me. We’re just picking the tallest among dwarfs. I’ve been around it my whole life—I’ve picked up a bit of the procedures.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Dongxin smiled nervously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t tell me—besides Fu Weijun—you three are the only ones without any military background?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to the last young man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man was young, about twenty-four or twenty-five. Feeling Zhang Su’s gaze shift toward him, he grinned awkwardly: “N-no, sorry, I—I’m not a researcher either…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good! Hahaha…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su laughed, clapping his hands: “Good! Good! Good! Three fakes!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1309,"2026-06-20T15:15:17.100Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","850627a1d21b23be2ad6caaf35edbf9a04f824925b478ad610ea8c75616d4c79","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-604","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-602",694,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-cover.jpg"]