[{"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-623":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},2319861,4536,"Chapter 623: I Have Regret Pills","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-623",623,"\u003Cp>“No! They’re not hostages! I’m telling the truth, please, Lord Yama, spare me...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the other’s gaze, Skinny Monkey completely broke down, snot and tears streaming, babbling out the whole story.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were no captives or hostages at all—twenty-six people were all in the same group, survivors from several villages who later joined the Dragon Head Camp together, maintaining contact for a long time. Seeing the Dragon Head Camp on the verge of collapse, they decided to flee together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Zhang Su had predicted, the Dragon Head deserters had scouts ahead—but he had noticed them even earlier, so early that he saw the Yama Legion’s convoy arrive beneath the railway bridge...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The scout saw you all carrying guns and got greedy—he attacked. I tried hard to talk him out of it, said we should avoid confrontation, but... but the others in the group wouldn’t listen. They were jealous of your weapons and insisted on trying Plan C. I really couldn’t stop them—I’m a good person!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Skinny Monkey wept bitterly, speaking as if it were all true.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, not a single member of the Yama Legion believed him—not even Yu Qing, the kindest among them, scoffed at his words. Was this even human speech?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come on, tell us what Plan C is.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su put his sunglasses back on, asking calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the other’s gentle tone, Skinny Monkey thought escape was possible—surely his sincerity had moved them—and answered quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plan C was simple: use children and women as bargaining chips. They were highly deceptive—seven of them had been specially trained. Once the exchange began, the other side would suffer heavy losses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And then they naïvely believed your story, completely unaware that your real goal was to turn one of them into a human bomb! Correct?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su’s grim words struck each heart. The explosion’s power was nothing compared to a grape—but if you were within ten meters, it was nearly impossible to walk away unscathed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Skinny Monkey, face twisted in grief, nodded painfully: “It wasn’t my idea, really—it was the group’s decision. But now I’m the only one left alive. Can’t you just... can’t you just let me off the hook? This is so unfair! Let me go, great hero, big brother, Lord Yama, you’re so...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shhh! A dim flash of light cut through the air—the dog-leg knife swept up a spray of blood, its sharp blade severing Skinny Monkey’s throat in one clean stroke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re really good at twisting truth and lies—why not just smear the dead with filth and take the blame for them...” Zhang Su shook his head. From what he’d heard and seen, he was certain the man had been lying through his teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“G-g-g-g...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Skinny Monkey stared at the calm man before him, his hands pinned down, unable even to clutch his own gushing neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it. We took in so many survivors before, and everyone was decent. I thought people’s morals were slowly improving... damn it. After seeing these people, I realize they’ve gotten even more vicious!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Dezhu saw Skinny Monkey was dead, released his grip, slapped his face to confirm, wiped the blood off his body, then pulled out a steel rod and drove it through Skinny Monkey’s skull to prevent reanimation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the last enemy dead, the Yama Legion members finally exhaled. During battle, the bulletproof vests gave them confidence, and adrenaline kept them hyped—but now, after the fighting ended, they realized their backs were soaked in sweat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the smoke cleared and the enemies lay dead, hormone levels in their bodies began to drop, their emotions gradually calming. Seeing the corpses before them, they felt a wave of dread, helplessness, and irritation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Very few are born to enjoy slaughter. Killing enemies is a necessity, not a pleasure. Outsiders see the Yama Legion as ruthless—but they don’t delight in killing. If they could, they’d prefer to meet sincere survivors. Among the two temporary members, Ke Zhiyu was relatively stable—he’d been part of the Little Eagle Society, rarely fought humans, but often faced zombies, so his mental resilience was decent. Zhou Haotian was different: after joining the Survivors Alliance’s science division, he’d barely participated in combat. Today’s explosions and gunfights had turned his lips white with fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Several branches willingly submitted to us. Their leaders deserve credit—and we promised them many benefits. Never preach kindness to someone who hasn’t suffered their pain. If you’d endured their suffering, you might not be any kinder.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su spoke heavily. He never overestimated human virtue; instead, he always assumed the worst.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“These people fled the Dragon Head Camp—this shows their leader had different intentions from them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earlier, it was likely the Dragon Head Camp lured the hundred-thousand-strong horde into Qincheng. But now, the Dragon Head Camp’s people chose to stay in the Shanhai region to fight the horde pouring in from beyond the pass—this was truly admirable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You wanted to rob us? Let’s see what good things you brought us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su bent down to search the bodies. Ke Zhiyu rushed over: “Boss, let me do this—I didn’t help at all earlier!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, yes! We’ll handle these small tasks. Boss, you were so heroic just now—go rest!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Haotian nodded vigorously, eager to prove himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su had no objection to letting newcomers train. He stood straight and looked at the group: “Does anyone think I was too cruel to order you to shoot?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I had trouble pulling the trigger—I didn’t expect they’d be this insane toward their own kind. But I don’t think it was cruel.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not at all...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I actually thought those people were hostages—I wanted to save them. I never imagined... people really are hard to know.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Qing tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, smiling bitterly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Honestly, I believed them too. Those people were evil—even their own comrades they deceived. They’re not human, not human at all!” Zheng Xinyu clenched her fists. In the past, she’d always compared others’ actions to Zhang Su’s ruthlessness—but this time, she didn’t even bother. Betraying one’s own companions had crossed the line! “The deceived are pitiful too. Let’s go, huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su called the group back to collect the Dragon Head deserters’ belongings, then turned and exclaimed in surprise: “That woman isn’t dead!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Guoliang exaggeratedly gasped: “She’s tough! Even that blast didn’t kill her? A blast expert!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Pan, I just realized—you’re really good at telling hellish jokes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su was speechless, leading the group back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bodies shot dead were unremarkable—but the shattered remains from the bomb were scattered across the tracks. Earlier, the gunfight and chase had distracted them; now, seeing them clearly, they felt a wave of nausea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This bloody scene differed from hacking zombies. Fresh, juicy body parts glistened before them, slowly changing color and freezing in the cold—impossible not to trigger human revulsion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just the female members—even many men instinctively looked away. But one person walked straight toward the mangled remains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ju Wuying frowned as she rummaged through the corpse for the dagger she’d thrown like a shuriken. She found it quickly—but sadly, half the wooden handle had been shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She silently tucked it into her bag to repair later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can you still speak?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su approached the dying woman and asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gurgle... gurgle... I...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her back was a mess. Blood surged from her throat as she opened her mouth. She strained to lift her eyelids, clearly trying to say something—but she couldn’t speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now you realize you were used. Do you regret it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su looked at the woman, his voice steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman couldn’t speak, but her hearing was intact. Hearing Zhang Su’s words, she wept uncontrollably, nodding. Tears mixed with blood trickled down her filthy face—heartbreaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su snapped his fingers, beckoning Zheng Xinyu. Soon, a pea-sized chunk of zombie brain appeared in his hand. He pinched her jaw open and shoved the brain into her mouth: “Swallow it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By convention, they kept someone alive to extract information—but Skinny Monkey had lied nonstop, so he couldn’t be spared. Now that this woman still had a chance, Zhang Su chose to trust her—she was barely one foot from the gates of death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman had no idea what the man had just fed her—but what did it matter anymore? She couldn’t chew. With great effort, she tilted her head back and swallowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The zombie brain was swallowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su nodded, stood, and turned to the group: “Help each other gather the supplies. Take them to the train. I’ll call someone to meet us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone understood: since they’d given the woman the brain, Zhang Su intended to extract information from her. This had become routine. They nodded and left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su looked down at the woman. She showed no change. He pulled out his radio, tuned a frequency, and said: “Liu Yao, Liu Yao!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Here, Boss! I’m here!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yao knew they were holding a muster this afternoon and was practicing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Take two brothers, drive a truck to the railway bridge south of Beidong Town. We’ve got some loot.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Got it! On my way!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ending the call, Zhang Su removed his hat, brushed off human debris, tucked it into his belt, lit a cigarette, and waited quietly as the woman recovered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He waited two minutes—but what came wasn’t recovery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh... hmm?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he exhaled his last puff and prepared to crush the cigarette, Zhang Su’s ear twitched—the woman’s faint breathing... had stopped. He turned. Her neck had slumped. She was dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1581,"2026-06-20T15:15:17.100Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","126324ea02fa3a3ceeea74ff8f585005609fc3cbd2ad5becdddd4c9ef6cf6a96","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-624","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-622",694,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-cover.jpg"]