[{"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-691":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},2319929,4536,"Chapter 691: Establish Authority! (Wishing All Readers a Happy New Year)","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-691",691,"\u003Cp>Zhao Linfeng saw everyone nodding in agreement, and a faint smile curled at his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good. The Southern Alliance is formed today, but a dragon cannot lead without a head. I ask you all to nominate a leader to guide us against the horde—or nominate yourselves. Is there any brother—or sister—who’s willing to take on this heavy responsibility?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, he gave Liu Shanshan a courteous smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Shanshan narrowed her eyes; she was never the delicate type, and her reply was blunt: “I can’t handle that many stinking old men. You all figure it out among yourselves!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who’s got the strength to hold up such a big mess? I sure don’t.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you don’t have the diamond drill, don’t take on porcelain work. If I had the ability, I’d have pushed for merger myself…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My shelter only has a hundred people. Now we’ve gathered over a thousand. Xiao Zhao, why don’t you take charge? Your Iron Wall Safe Camp has the most people, and you’ve got the most experience.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Baoliang, in a matter-of-fact tone, nominated Zhao Linfeng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You play, I play, we all play. Keep playing. I’m done carrying this burden. Whoever becomes leader, I don’t care—it won’t be me. I’ll go inform my men. Goodbye!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yanxing of Dawn, while picking at his ear, stood up and left the meeting hall with his two sworn brothers behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t bear it anymore: four hundred fifty thousand zombies were advancing from the south, yet inside the base, leaders gathered and didn’t rush to plan a strategy—instead, their first thought was how to seize absolute power. He didn’t deny that unification would help fight the horde, but the blatant greed disgusted him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those in the room watched silently as Su Yanxing and his two companions walked toward the meeting room door. No one spoke. No one stopped them. No one followed. You’re noble. You don’t care about power. Others had their own calculations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, sorry, almost forgot—I’m sure the crown of new leader will land on your head, Zhao Alliance Chief. Congratulations in advance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the door, Su Yanxing turned back, bowed slightly to Zhao Linfeng—a final gesture of courtesy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Linfeng wasn’t angered by the barbed flattery; he returned the bow, accepting it calmly: “Thank you for your support.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang. The meeting room door closed. The atmosphere turned tense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Bai Baoliang proposed Zhao Linfeng as leader, no one spoke. No one opposed. No one supported. They just sat there, stalling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I propose Brother Zhao take the position of Southern Alliance Chief, because I sense none of you have the desire to step forward—so why waste time debating? Right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding Wei suddenly spoke, cutting straight to the point and stripping away all pretense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was his chance. Seize it, and he might rise. A new alliance of over a thousand people—leading even a single department was more prestigious than being the so-called righteous leader! Cough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chorus of coughs and throat-clearing broke out, clearly masking awkwardness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think this brother has a point. What are we hesitating for? Lao Fan, do you want to be leader? Or you, Brother Jiang? What about Shan Shan?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leader of the Iron Guard stood, pointing at each one in turn. Seeing no answers, he shrugged: “To be honest, I’m a bit reluctant to let Old Zhao take this role. But I know my limits. So, let it be.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Linfeng sensed the moment was ripe. He returned to his seat, lit a cigarette, and said: “Gentlemen, I know it’s uncomfortable to hand over your power all at once. So I’ll take this burden—for now—as interim leader.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“During this fight against the northern zombie horde, I ask for your full support. Each of you manage your own men. Once we survive this crisis, we’ll judge merit and decide who truly deserves to be chief. What do you say?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Linfeng wanted to be leader—but he also genuinely wanted to eliminate the zombie threat. Without resolving this danger, the camp couldn’t stabilize, and his position as leader would remain unstable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s reasonable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then let it be. You’ll do fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Congratulations, Alliance Chief Zhao.” The proper posture had been shown. Refusing now would be absurd. Everyone nodded in agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good. Since you all accept me as acting chief, dealing with the northern zombie horde falls squarely on me. Now, let’s discuss the first matter!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Linfeng gave no one time to breathe. He slammed his palm on the table, face grim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The others straightened up at once. Mergers, names, choosing a chief—those were just games. Fighting zombies was real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gentlemen, our ten groups have merged into the Southern Alliance, totaling over fourteen hundred people, with over three hundred combatants—strong, well-supplied. But Qin City is vast. Why must we alone face this horde? Is it because we’re closest to them?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His question drew strange expressions. First, Zhao Linfeng had accurately known each faction’s population and combat strength—there was method behind this…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But since they’d agreed to merge, past matters were set aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone had considered relocation. But no matter where they went, if they didn’t clear the local zombies, the outcome would be the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Either face the zombies—or face a local faction that had already cleared them and grown strong…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Zhao, are you suggesting we move?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the one hundred percent accurate version!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bi Huagang, former leader of the Iron Guard, frowned and asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire south hadn’t been populated by just them. Other survivor groups had chosen to flee rather than face the horde. Those who stayed meant to solve the problem and settle in Qin City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I didn’t say we’re moving. But this is Qin City’s disaster—not just ours. Why should only the Southern Alliance bear it? Lu County, northern Qin City, Qing County, Hai Shan District—why should they sleep peacefully behind us?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Linfeng’s voice rose, and he pounded the table with each word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only the former leaders, but their core members behind them also frowned. They’d all thought of this issue before—but never reached a conclusion. Now it was back on the table. A decision was unavoidable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you suggesting we contact other survivor camps and unite against the horde?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Shanshan spoke. She no longer sat with her legs crossed; she sat upright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly!” Zhao Linfeng slammed the table again, stood, and said: “The combined population of other districts isn’t less than ours. They have no right to hide behind us. Either leave—or cooperate! We must reach out to all factions. This—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Zhao Linfeng’s gaze shifted directly to Ding Wei, who now sat where Han Siyuan had been. “Ding, you’re a man of ambition. I’d gladly give you a key role in the Southern Alliance. But you’re new—no achievements, no battle record. Why not go with Brother Huo to contact the survivors of Qin City, Qing County, and Hai Shan District?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Jin’gang, former leader of the Water Bearers, lifted his eyelids. He didn’t respond immediately, his gaze cool as he watched Ding Wei, who visibly froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I…” Ding Wei felt the mocking stares around him. His face darkened. “First, I don’t refuse this mission. But Alliance Chief Zhao—do you truly think I’m the right choice? I just said: I have serious misunderstandings with the Qin City Survivor Alliance, the Tianqi Group, and other northern factions. Sending me to negotiate will only double the effort for half the result!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a direct strike. Ding Wei hadn’t expected that after helping Zhao Linfeng, he’d be made an example of to establish authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it was dressed up as giving him a chance to earn merit—so Zhao could later assign him a high-ranking post in the Southern Alliance with legitimacy…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding Wei was furious. He wanted to slash Zhao Linfeng twice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for why the Water Bearers’ leader was included—it was simple: they were the smallest group. Pick the softest fruit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1321,"2026-06-20T15:15:17.100Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","7af3e634662181b40439d212a7c7dc2499d2789828c1238913c6978a56892aa1","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-692","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-690",694,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-cover.jpg"]