[{"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-681":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},2319919,4536,"Chapter 681: A Massive Pit!","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-681",681,"\u003Cp>“Squeak!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Wu Lue was unloading equipment from the vehicle, Lightning perched atop a large rock, pointing urgently in the distance and emitting rapid squeaks; before anyone could react, it leapt back onto Shen Linrui’s shoulder, its tiny nose and whiskers trembling incessantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You sensed more zombies again?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yubo glanced sidelong at Lightning hidden in his down jacket pocket, utterly uninterested in the direction it was pointing, and teased sarcastically: “You can easily kill zombies—so even if there really are some, what’s there to fear?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s not fair to say… We can easily kill zombies too, yet we’re still scared, haha.” Duan Wu felt exasperated that Lu Yubo kept nitpicking over a little mouse and kept trying to smooth things over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lightning, are you sensing many zombies nearby?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Repeated abnormal behavior made Shen Linrui uneasy, prompting him to ask more carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lightning’s head, exposed outside the pocket, shook side to side, its eyes rolled, then it pulled out a paw and raised one finger: “Squeak!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“One?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Squeak!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, rest then!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Dezhu waved his hand, thinking to himself: Is one zombie really worth getting this worked up over?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Wu, however, sensed something unusual. He stepped closer and asked: “Captain Shen, has Lightning always been this afraid of zombies—even just one?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Linrui shook his head. He was close with Lightning’s owner but hadn’t spent much time with the creature himself, so he bent down and asked: “Lightning, why are you afraid of just one zombie? Is it an especially powerful one? A mutated one?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing the question, Lightning opened its mouth slightly, its whiskers popping out of the pocket. It shook its head, then nodded, then bared its teeth and flailed its paws in a ferocious gesture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s unclear whether it’s a mutated zombie, but it’s extremely powerful.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then it must mean the Big Guy!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yubo chimed in, and for once didn’t doubt Lightning—its reasoning was clear and logical; doubting now would just be stubborn nitpicking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Big Guy’s no big deal—just stay alert.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly! If we can kill one, we can kill a second, a third!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group didn’t take it seriously—they’d encountered the Big Guy before and already had experience dealing with it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was humanity’s “superpower”: the ability to learn from experience and grow stronger! “Brother Piao, point the direction!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Lue paid no attention to the others’ conversation. He held the remote, launched the drone, then followed Piao Canyong’s guidance, directing it toward the Dragonhead Camp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the drone took flight, everyone’s attention fixed on the screen. From above, the entire Shanhai District city sprawled into view—a single word, “horror,” couldn’t begin to describe it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Holy shit… This is no different from a nuclear blast! That’s my house—can’t even tell what it was! Hey, is there intense radiation here? Anyone have a radiation detector? Check how many roentgens we’re dealing with!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Piao Canyong, ever oblivious, made a shocking remark upon seeing the devastated cityscape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Wu rubbed his forehead: “Hundreds of roentgens… Did you learn ‘roentgen’ from that Chebli TV series?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, so what? Isn’t roentgen a unit of radiation dose?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you think roentgen is a piano?! One roentgen equals ten millisieverts; one millisievert equals a thousand microsieverts—so one roentgen equals ten thousand microsieverts. A few hundred microsieverts can harm the human body; annual exposure should never exceed two roentgens. If we’re surrounded by hundreds of roentgens, we won’t survive half an hour!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Wu knew radiation facts well—he’d watched that TV series too, and Fu Wei had given him prior scientific briefings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even if it’s not hundreds, what if it’s just a few roentgens? Can we even handle that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Piao Canyong seemed deeply uneasy about this, pressing further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry—mutated zombies don’t emit radiation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Wu didn’t want to answer such a childish question, but seeing the Dragonhead Camp crew looking anxious, he had to explain: “After Tianma Island dropped that explosive, the camp’s researchers tested it—only a few microsieverts. The radiation source has nothing to do with the explosion.” Hearing this, everyone relaxed. Visible zombies could be fought; invisible radiation? Who could withstand that? As they talked, the drone crossed the city and neared Dragonhead Camp—the screen suddenly cleared, offering a startling sense of openness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This… this is right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Lue stared in disbelief at the empty expanse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This… is… this…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Captain Shen, is this really our camp?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh my god, this… I… damn it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the scene advanced and the drone reached directly above the empty area, the magnificent sight left everyone speechless!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dragonhead Camp had been built against an ancient town and a majestic pass. Not only could you no longer see any trace of it—there wasn’t even anything left to leave a trace. The ground now held a colossal pit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The earth looked like a bucket of ice cream, and heaven had scooped out a perfect sphere with a spoon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The five members of Dragonhead Camp stared dumbfounded at the deep pit. Since the pit connected to the coastline, seawater had flooded in and begun to freeze. Floating in the briny bowl were debris and zombies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Original text in view!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pit walls were perfectly smooth, just like the one seen north of Tianma Island—only this one was larger, deeper, more absurd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within dozens of meters around, nearly all buildings were utterly destroyed, leaving only fragments of foundations. No rubble remained. But the explosion had shattered the coastal ice, causing seawater to surge inland and freeze into a thick crust. Beneath the dark sky, it resembled a vast mirror—strange, haunting, desolate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just Dragonhead Camp—many places along the coastline had suffered erosion from seawater.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gulp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Linrui’s heart shattered. He knelt toward the Dragonhead Camp ruins, tears sliding down his cheeks—every hope finally extinguished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cried out: “Wife… my wife…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yubo had assumed Shen Linrui’s girlfriend died at the start of the disaster. He hadn’t expected she’d been inside Dragonhead Camp—this was devastating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Linrui’s weeping made the other Dragonhead Camp members’ noses sting. One by one, they knelt toward the camp, murmuring softly, bidding farewell to their fallen comrades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Squeak, squeak…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lightning mimicked them, crouching on a concrete brick, bowing low toward Dragonhead Camp, reverently paying its respects to its master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The travelers heading for Shanhai also felt heavy-hearted—not because of anything else, but because hundreds of lives had been lost, a massive proportion of Qincheng’s entire population!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bow in tribute to the fallen heroes of Dragonhead Camp. Silence!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Wu called the other three to bow toward the Dragonhead Camp ruins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a specific instruction Zhang Su had given before departure: emotional preparation must be thorough. He’d been troubled on the journey, unsure how to foster such emotion—but as the saying goes, when you reach the mountain, the path appears. At this critical moment, genuine grief emerged—no pretense needed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Laosi’s eyes reddened. Thinking of his own partings with family and friends, swept up in the sorrowful atmosphere, he wept again, joining Duan Wu and the others in bowing and silent mourning, emitting low, choked sobs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten grown men—five or six were crying. As the saying goes: “Real men don’t shed tears easily—only when their hearts are broken.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the apocalypse, humanity’s morals collapsed. But when bonds were forged through true loyalty—through lovers, spouses, or brothers-in-arms—those emotions surpassed anything the old civilized world could offer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Shen Linrui and his four companions, Dragonhead Camp was their spiritual anchor, the most vital survival experience since the collapse. It was gone—utterly, completely, irreversibly. Their grief could not be captured in words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When you went to boarding school, you still took a few clothes home on weekends. Now the entire camp had vanished. Shen Linrui and his group were like floating weeds with no roots—all that remained behind had drifted away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if a blade had fallen from the sky, severing their entire past in one stroke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1317,"2026-06-20T15:15:17.100Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","533f93068c68a0510eaee72e244d0fdcbc3e25cf6def580c7e02457c67dd203c","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-682","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-680",694,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-cover.jpg"]