[{"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-668":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},2319906,4536,"Chapter 668: Send Them on Their Way","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-668",668,"\u003Cp>\"Hey!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, a figure leapt over the wall and landed brutally in the courtyard, showing not a shred of caution—as if he never considered the people inside might harm him, whether he was foolish or just reckless…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone’s eyes fell on the newcomer’s face: messy hair sticking out from under his hat, his face wrapped in a grimy winter scarf, layered with cotton-padded jacket, down coat, and tactical gear—odd beyond description.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Red Gully Village doesn’t welcome you. Leave!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mysterious man cut in immediately, interrupting Duan Wu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey, don’t you get the situation? We’ve got numbers and guns—you come here to negotiate with this attitude?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright, brother, you rest. Zhuzi, you look after this guy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Correct content in % read! {\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mysterious man’s voice was hoarse, pressing urgently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They’re not zombies!\" The mysterious man suddenly snapped, raising his voice slightly—he knew zombies were sensitive to sound, yet despite his anger, he held back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They’re not dead. They’re just living another way!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Dezhu was the first to object, lifting his rifle barrel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Live among real people…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Dezhu understood instantly: right hand gripping his rifle, left hand holding a steel bar, he stood two or three meters beside the mysterious man with eerie \"thoughtfulness,\" like guarding a high-risk prisoner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey, you damn idiot—you’re supposed to watch him, is this how you watch?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Wu had learned how to communicate with the mysterious man, growing increasingly adept.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother, don’t go. They’re already exhausted. Let them rest in peace, won’t you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, the nine exchanged glances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cough, cough. Brother, from what you’re saying, you’re a survivor of Red Gully Village. We’re just here to spend the night—we’ll leave at dawn.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Wu gave Zhao Dezhu a glance—this \"care\" wasn’t the kind of care. If it were real care, there’d be no need to station the top-tier fighter to guard him personally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey, fellow countryman, you say your loved ones live another way—would you want to become like that? I know how to change. Want me to help you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Maybe we should try talking him down first?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Wu didn’t dwell on it, shifted to another topic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aao! Aao! Suddenly, zombie moans drifted into the courtyard from afar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Wu called out, stopping the mysterious man from scaling the wall to escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mysterious man immediately rebutted, eyes wide, as if terrified the other wouldn’t agree with this view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Lue gasped, his hand trembling with the remote, cold sweat breaking out along his spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother, if you can’t bear it, don’t worry—we’ll handle it. You rest. Sending your loved ones to peace is a blessing. Their spirits in heaven will thank us—and they’ll thank you too!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Yanluo Legion members looked at Duan Wu—thankfully, they had a \"brain\" to think for them. The Longtou Camp members looked at Shen Linrui.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Wu stepped forward, offering a cigarette, acting courteous and friendly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mysterious man repeated it blankly, as if convinced, then repeated it again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s the villagers rising again—I have to go lead them back. I have to…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Linrui walked beside Duan Wu and whispered. Lu Yubo and Zhao Dezhu wore strange expressions—PE teacher is still a teacher, he really has skills!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t want your stuff. I just want you to leave Red Gully Village. I’ll even give you things! If you don’t come, the villagers stay quiet. But you show up, everyone gets agitated. Please, just go—I’m begging you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Wu felt pressure build. If the man charged, they could subdue him—kill him even—and it’d be straightforward. But his demand wasn’t unreasonable: just to leave, and he’d offer gifts. Hard to decide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother, deep down you know: humans are humans, zombies are zombies. Why cling to them? Outside, survivors have built camps—large ones, probably as big as old Red Gully Village. You should live among real people.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At these words, the mysterious man froze against the wall…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Red Gully Village couldn’t have had just a hundred people. Where are the others?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Dezhu ran to the screen—zombies had poured out of the assembly hall and were heading straight for them!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Dezhu fired his soul-question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After calming the mysterious man’s emotions, Duan Wu told Wu Lue: \"Retract the drone. Prepare for battle!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn it, bad!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yubo and Zhao Dezhu exchanged glances, conveying the same thought: this guy’s lost it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone fell silent. Clearly, the man wasn’t evil—just stubborn, and likely mentally sealed off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His approach was nothing like Zhang Su’s. This kind of handling left Zhao Dezhu and Lu Yubo unsettled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Wu nodded without hesitation—he’d been thinking the same. The man wasn’t hostile; they’d reason with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Villagers? Brother, you don’t mean those zombies, do you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This sent the mysterious man’s mind crashing. He hung his head, silent for a long while. After nearly half a minute, he spoke, voice hollow: \"I beg you—go. I’ll give you hundreds of jin of grain. Take anything you want from the village. Just take it and leave!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mysterious man no longer resisted. He slumped against the wall, his spear slipping from his hand with a clatter—his posture said: do as you please.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Old Duan, are you planning… to send those zombies on their way?\" Shen Linrui asked urgently, echoing Duan Wu’s phrasing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Wu asked, expression odd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Park Chan-yong cracked a joke to ease the tension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The situation grew urgent. The sound of zombies smashing through obstacles was faintly audible—clearly advancing toward them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Dezhu and Lu Yubo were equally helpless. They were ruthless toward enemies, but faced with this well-meaning fanatic, they didn’t know what to do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Wu rubbed his forehead, surprised to meet a madman. He shook his head: \"Brother, have you been stuck in this village? The outside world’s changed. Ninety-nine percent of the world’s population is like that now—they’re dead!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They’re my… my family, my relatives, my friends!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re not bad, bro—got quite a few friends there…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mysterious man ignored the black rifles pointed at him, muttering to himself: \"Red Gully Village was peaceful before. You came, and now everything’s chaos. We don’t want you here. Leave. Go now!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this question, the mysterious man paused, annoyed: \"The others ran off. I didn’t get along with them. I don’t care about them. I only care about my family, relatives, and friends!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aerial surveillance was useless now. They could hear the zombies with their ears—closer, closer. No point hoping for luck—they were coming straight for the courtyard!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, they weren’t tense. They knew a battle was inevitable. Now that they understood the situation, they felt confident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the zombie horde inside the village erupted, the tall zombie sitting halfway up the hill showed excited expression—as if, despite kilometers away, he was emotionally affected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aao! Aao…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tall zombie let out an incomprehensible cry, propping himself up with his long arms, performing a series of bizarre motions. Weak as he was, each movement looked listless—but if humans saw them, they’d be stunned. Not even zombies could do some of these moves—let alone humans! This was a towering zombie, capable of high-difficulty maneuvers! 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