[{"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-672":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},2319910,4536,"Chapter 672: Take Him Along","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-672",672,"\u003Cp>“You’re messing with us, right? Go get us a bag of pistachios right now, as compensation for mental distress!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yu Bo spoke with clear dissatisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Squeak! Squeak squeak!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lightning leapt up, originally ready to snap at Lu Yu Bo, but that feeling came again—he pointed toward Yunlong Valley, barking incessantly. To others, it looked like he was stubbornly defending his earlier mistake, his expression oddly foolish and endearing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh come on, why are you still thinking about its snacks? Come on, everyone, head back inside and rest. Each to your post, let’s get through this night peacefully.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Wu Hu patted Lu Yu Bo on the shoulder and waved his hand at the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Time to sleep…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Corpses lay scattered everywhere, uncollected—after all, they’d only stay one night. Following the previous arrangement, Zhao De Zhu and Park Chan Yong went to the rooftops of the neighboring courtyards to stand guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, buddy, it’s freezing out here. If you lie here and freeze to death, we won’t be responsible!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Zhao De Zhu passed the mysterious man, he tossed him a blanket, then walked toward the neighboring courtyard. They’d known each other for a while, survived the zombie attack together—no point letting him freeze to death at the door. Too depressing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fish-killing brute may have seemed rough and careless, but he still had a shred of kindness inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Due to the favorable angle, Zhao De Zhu, sitting on the roof, could see where the mysterious man lay. He occasionally switched on his flashlight to glance over—each time, the same posture, motionless as a rock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This guy’s stubborn. He’s not seriously planning to freeze himself to death, is he…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao De Zhu grimaced, uneasy. He pulled his collar tighter and kept scanning the surroundings, especially the direction where Lightning had claimed zombies were present. He didn’t have to believe it, but he couldn’t ignore it. Yet he found nothing—whether lucky or unlucky, he didn’t know, because a strange creature was staring back at him across the distance…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sky was thick with dark clouds, hiding the shifting stars. Time slipped away silently. During Zhao De Zhu and Park Chan Yong’s watch, nothing happened. Both lost in thought, they didn’t speak. They smoked half a pack of cigarettes and drank half a canteen of water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The final shift was Duan Wu Hu and Yuan Huo Tu. When the two teams switched posts, they passed the mysterious man and paused to look. He was gazing skyward with half-lidded eyes—completely awake, just staring blankly, as if his soul had been drained from his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those on watch couldn’t sleep. The mysterious man didn’t sleep. Zombies didn’t need sleep either. The weakened zombie on the mid-slope of Yunlong Valley sat motionless by the cliff edge, watching every move of the people in Honggou Village.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At seven in the morning, the sky was faintly light. Duan Wu Hu finished his shift and prepared to descend. As if prearranged, the moment he stood up and stretched, the mysterious man sat up too—rising stiffly, like a corpse reanimated, eerily unsettling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve got a tough frame!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Wu Hu marveled. If he’d lain outside overnight at minus twenty or thirty degrees, he’d be dead—or at least half-dead…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Wu Hu hurried down the stairs and out of the courtyard, where he saw the mysterious man hauling zombie corpses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, those inside the house had also woken up. Hearing the noise outside, they came out to investigate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mysterious man pulled off the filthy scarf wrapped around his face, revealing a weathered visage—deep wrinkles, bearing the classic skin texture of a northern Chinese farmer. His face was filthy from long neglect of washing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just by his face, you’d say he was seventy—no exaggeration. But given his fierce combat prowess, he was probably only in his forties or fifties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mysterious man remained silent, lifting zombie corpses and placing them neatly along the road, moving carefully, his expression sorrowful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So sentimental… Old sir, would you like to come inside for a bowl of hot porridge?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Lin Rui invited the mysterious man. Inside, the stove was still warm—he could quickly boil water, mix in cooked rice, and have porridge ready in moments. After a night of reflection and calm, the mysterious man’s state had clearly improved. Hearing the invitation, he paused, then gave a slight shake of his head and continued moving the bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go. Eat quickly—we need to leave.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yu Bo urged everyone, unwilling to linger. He only wanted to finish the mission and return to Tianma Isle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Wu Hu paused, then said: “Don’t rush. I’ll go ask Brother Zhang a few questions.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master Duan, you’re not seriously thinking of… taking him along with us, are you?” Wu Lue whispered, his expression exaggerated. “Yeah, he’s loyal and has strong combat ability—he fits the camp’s recruitment criteria perfectly. You guys eat and pack up. I’ll just ask him—won’t delay the journey.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Wu Hu patted Wu Lue’s arm, then headed for the stairs, planning to go up to the roof to speak with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Today we must repair the vegetable shed. There’s plenty of plastic film in the warehouse—mainly the supports…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The pipe connecting to the reservoir was smashed by rocks. It needs fixing. It’s fine now with the freeze, but once it thaws, it’ll be a disaster!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiao Wu’s gone. I need to rewire the electrical and surveillance cables right away. I wonder how things are going over there…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On Tianma Isle, everyone was up—it was mealtime. The restaurant of Xiao Xingyun was lively, people chatting back and forth about camp cleanup progress, assigning tasks, and discussing the status of the Shanhai Squad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Members of the Yanluo Corps were highly proactive. Most routine matters were handled on their own, without needing Zhang Su or Yu Wen to assign them. The two of them focused only on major decisions and broad directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su was glad they were so self-motivated. He called out to Jia Shiqin, who was quietly eating nearby: “Master Jia, you’ve got a very important task.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm, sure, what is it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Shiqin asked while picking up pickled vegetables. The atmosphere on Tianma Isle was relaxed, yet everyone still showed sufficient respect to their leader.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The zombie-powered generator can no longer meet the camp’s electricity needs. Fortunately, Dr. Xie has recently developed a method to efficiently harness fire. We can finally start boiling water properly!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? Haha, really? Efficient fire use?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dr. Xie, tell us—what’s this technique? Ancient tech?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you thinking? With our current crude conditions, even if Dr. Xie had eight heads, he couldn’t invent future tech…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Zhang Su’s words, the restaurant grew even livelier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Yan Shan smiled and waved his hand: “Exaggerated. Brother Zhang’s words are too generous. I merely discovered a few usable resources inside the zombies—nothing major. It’s all thanks to your bravery. Without you bringing back the zombies, I’d have found nothing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words were perfectly polished, pleasant to hear—but conveyed almost no real information. Cultured people knew how to speak flattery without substance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Haha, Brother Zhang, you’re thinking of assembling a fire-powered generator, right?” Jia Shiqin caught the implication immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly. We need a fire-powered generator. The city’s too complicated to reach right now. Take a team and build one. It doesn’t have to be fancy—just make sure it’s safe.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Electricity was one of the modern world’s indispensable energies. You could survive without it—but you’d live terribly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the flame-amplifying device, it had to be converted into electricity. Even low efficiency was fine—it was the difference between having it and having nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Shiqin didn’t immediately nod after hearing Zhang Su’s request. He was cautious with technical matters. After thinking for nearly half a minute, he slowly nodded, swallowed his food, and said: “It’s doable, but I’ll need some manpower—preferably professionals with relevant expertise.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Easy. There are hundreds below. Brother Yu and Brother Tan have already recorded many people’s specialties. Talk to them. If that fails, put up a recruitment notice in the village. Six or seven hundred people—surely we can find a few!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright. How large should the fire-powered generator be?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Size-wise… just enough to meet normal needs, with a bit extra—double the capacity would be fine. The requirements aren’t high, and resources are limited. Use your judgment.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang, zzzt… this is Duan Wu… zzzt… can you… hear me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they were discussing the generator, Zhang Su’s walkie-talkie crackled to life—voice noisy and intermittent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1417,"2026-06-20T15:15:17.100Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","1a7ef12ac60aa53c0f8a6c461e1c3cd72f28320d1ceabb8d5f4fb1861810089a","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-673","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-671",694,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-cover.jpg"]