[{"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-678":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},2319916,4536,"Chapter 678: The Feeling of Being Reborn (Merry Christmas, Dear Readers!)","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-678",678,"\u003Cp>“Brother Su, I know this plan is bold, but I believe nothing is impossible if you try! I’m willing to give up this opportunity—please grant my request.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hanzhou’s tone was extremely sincere, neither joking nor impulsive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Four core brothers were sent to investigate the corpse clusters in the Shanhai District, and now you’re planning something this big… It’s certain every high-mutation zombie carries something valuable, but safety must come first!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su also wanted to capture mutated zombies, but he had too many factors to consider—he couldn’t act as freely as Chen Hanzhou.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What if we skip the big move and just scout first? Let’s gather all the intel before deciding our next steps—how about that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hanzhou stepped back slightly but continued pressing his case.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Scouting is fine!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Qiu Hui could respond, Zhang Su nodded immediately in agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, Chen Hanzhou’s concession would resolve the headache of distributing the golden thalamus; second, scouting the corpse clusters was already Qiu Hui and Liu Tianji’s duty—the overall planning had just been delayed by the explosion’s shockwave at Dragon Head Camp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corpse cluster in Qincheng had changed direction due to the shockwave, but we can’t be sure the ones heading southwest won’t turn back—who knows if there’s a larger camp to the southwest drawing them? If they circle back toward Tianmayu, tracking them won’t leave us unprepared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qiu Hui, give me your answer—this job’s yours. Dare you take it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since Qiu Hui wasn’t a member of the Yama Legion, Zhang Su had doubts about her capability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Hui thought for a moment, then smiled: “Big Brother Zhang, as long as I’m not going alone, I dare!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Definitely not alone—you and Liu Tianji are officially forming the Churchill Team. I’ll talk to him today.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What… Liu Brother too? No way! Liu Brother is so lucky!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Chen Hanzhou heard Zhang Su mention Liu Tianji’s name, envy flashed across his face. He hurriedly asked: “Brother Su, how exactly do you do it? How do you avoid attracting zombies? Tell me—I want this ability too!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Little Chen, I advise you to drop this unrealistic idea.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fu Wei gently shook his head, explaining to Chen Hanzhou: he recounted Qiu Hui and Liu Tianji’s experiences, then concluded: “Current success rate is about three percent, fatality rate sixty percent—this isn’t a gamble you can take.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su said sternly: “Little Chen, I’ve noticed you’ve become increasingly reckless lately. Can you just be sensible? Why do you always want whatever others have? Are you a child?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought to himself: I want it too! “No, Brother Su, I just thought the greater the ability, the more I can help the camp. I didn’t know the acquisition rate was this low. Forget it—odds are too slim. Dr. Fu’s right, I can’t afford to gamble…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hanzhou chuckled and waved his hand. He craved power, but with only a three percent chance of success—and such a high death rate—he had no illusions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If we had a reliable method, the Yama Legion could just wander as corpse clusters—damn, we’d be invincible!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su sighed, then said: “Come on, Dr. Fu, Qiu Hui—take your pills first and see how it goes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both took the golden thalamus from Zhang Su’s hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fu Wei had waited for this moment too long—he needed no ceremony. He stared at the golden thalamus for one second, then shoved it straight into his mouth and swallowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once upon a time, Zhu Bajie swallowed a ginseng fruit in one bite; today, Fu Wei swallowed a golden thalamus raw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dr. Fu, how do you feel?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Hui held the warm, smooth golden thalamus in her hand, watching curiously as Fu Wei sat motionless in his wheelchair, eyes closed. She lacked the courage to swallow hers yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su and Chen Hanzhou’s gazes were fixed on Fu Wei’s face—this was truly a moment of miracle. Everyone wanted to witness it firsthand. “My condition is unusual—I don’t have missing limbs or organs. Don’t let me down.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fu Wei muttered, then his lips trembled. He raised his hand to gesture: “My body is heating up… my abdomen feels warm… warmth is moving… no, spreading—now to my chest, my back, my spine… ah… my spine—it’s on fire! Burning! So hot! Aaah!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Less than a minute later, Fu Wei screamed uncontrollably, then collapsed forward, writhing on the floor, hands frantically slapping his back as if it were truly ablaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su and the other two stared in astonishment at Fu Wei’s convulsing form—no one moved to help, because his legs were moving… twisting along with his body…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh… huh…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After writhing like an octopus for over a minute, Fu Wei finally fell still, panting on the ground, his glasses knocked under the desk, saliva dripping from his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dr. Fu, get up—the floor’s cold!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su picked up the glasses, walked over, and grabbed Fu Wei’s arm. To be fair, Fu Wei’s arm was still strong—he’d relied on it for years, and his muscles were well-developed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Zhang Su’s help, Fu Wei slowly rose, his matchstick-thin legs trembling violently, as if unable to bear his weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m standing! Ha! I’m standing!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Original text in view!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even as his legs shook violently, Fu Wei’s eyes filled with tears—he hadn’t felt his legs in years, and now, at last, he felt them again! “Did you see? Did you see? I can walk—I really can walk!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fu Wei tried to take a step. That familiar yet alien sensation made tears stream down his cheeks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Hui was an optimistic woman, but also deeply emotional. Moved by Fu Wei’s emotion, she too shed happy tears, voice choked: “It’s wonderful—so wonderful! Dr. Fu can stand again—it’s truly wonderful!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. Zombies brought us disaster, but also created the impossible. It’s truly good.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hanzhou wore a faint smile. He seemed to speak of Fu Wei, but it felt more like he was speaking of himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Zhang Su’s support, Fu Wei wheeled around once, then again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su smiled helplessly, then stopped. “Dr. Fu, let Xiao Zuo handle your rehabilitation training—I won’t be your personal assistant.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come on, Mr. Zhang, let go—I’ll try myself!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re really aiming high. Your legs are shaking like this, and you have no idea how much force I just used to hold you up. You think you can walk on your own now…?” Zhang Su shook his head in disbelief: “I let go, and you’ll collapse. You believe me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, hey…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su released his grip immediately—and sure enough, Fu Wei’s atrophied legs had no strength to support him. He toppled sideways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sudden loss of support sent Fu Wei into panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su, of course, didn’t let him hit the ground—he caught him instantly and guided him back into his wheelchair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Being able to move is the best outcome. Take it slow. If you can stand steadily within a week, that’s victory. I’ll have Zuo Fengjuan bring you some supplements from storage.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su gave Fu Wei’s shoulder a firm pat. He was genuinely happy for him—this distant doctor had provided extraordinary help to the camp! “Thank you, Mr. Zhang, thank you all—I can walk! I can finally walk!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting in his wheelchair, Fu Wei’s legs twitched back and forth—he felt reborn, as if he’d returned to the days long ago when he could still run.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1226,"2026-06-20T15:15:17.100Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","a885a78d3a6ba5416273da802d9a1e141c619f05e0490e0fbdc9650254df75e0","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-679","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-677",694,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-cover.jpg"]