[{"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-76":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},2319314,4536,"Chapter 76: Poor-Quality Products Kill People","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-76",76,"\u003Cp>“Su Ge, thanks a lot!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Shuo’s forehead was slick with sweat, each word forced out slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t mention it—first, what the hell happened to you?” Zhang Su sat on the ground, glancing at Lu Yubo, who looked utterly dejected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Su Ge, you’re partly to blame for this!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Lu Yubo was questioned by Zhang Su, he looked like a wronged boy, eyes instantly welling up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn, you’re dumping this blame like a pro!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su was utterly bewildered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clatter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yubo tossed the cleaver he was holding onto the ground. “If you hadn’t sold us those crappy cleavers, me and Shuo Ge would’ve broken out easily!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing his companion’s words, Qiu Shuo gave a wry smile and looked at Zhang Su. “Su Ge, these blades are useless—they can’t even cut through a zombie’s arm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu and the others exchanged startled glances; Tan Huajun, who had just brought over the first-aid kit, stood frozen, utterly confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su frowned, picked up the filthy iron shard blade, and shook it—the blade wobbled loosely, revealing how abysmal the material was and how severely corners had been cut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I was afraid you’d kill someone, so I specifically asked the master to make these toys—fine for brawling, but you… you used them to chop zombies? I give up, I really do!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su’s head throbbed; he held up four fingers. “Forty-one blades, a hundred yuan for three—you actually dared to buy them… damn!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was angry, but also felt guilty, hoping no one else would use his toy weapons against zombies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone exchanged uneasy glances—they had no idea such a bizarre story lay behind this, and hadn’t imagined Zhang Su once sold weapons to gangsters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Su Ge, let me clean his wound first.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Xiaoshanjian, sensing the awkwardness, quickly took the first-aid kit from Tan Huajun and knelt beside the two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Professional nurse, senior caregiver, VIP ward treatment—you’re living large, kid.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su said half-jokingly, then glanced again at the iron shard blade and angrily tossed it aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, sister,” Qiu Shuo smiled politely at Zhong Xiaoshanjian, then looked up at Zhang Su. “Su Ge, we don’t blame you—don’t feel bad. Honestly, it’s just me and Xiao Bo who are useless. If it were you, you could’ve broken out with a folding stool.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sigh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yubo, thinking of their ordeal, crouched in silence, head hung low.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You two went to the gym just to chase girls and sneak photos, fought by yelling louder—now you regret it? By the way… did only the two of you escape?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su knew the boss of the billiards hall and KTV, Dong Ge, had rented an apartment for his employees as dorms, housing many young guys.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the mention of this, Qiu Shuo and Lu Yubo fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, don’t talk about it…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su waved his hand—he didn’t need to ask to know what had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Five got infected, three died, only the two of us made it. Couldn’t reach Dad and Mom, couldn’t reach Dong Ge, couldn’t reach anyone—we hid for days, ate everything we had, then ran out…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yubo scratched his messy hair, utterly dejected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sssss… heh, Su Ge, got any cigarettes?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him, Qiu Shuo winced, shivering as he asked Zhang Su for a smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su pulled out cigarettes, gave each of them one, lit up, and took a slow drag—words of comfort felt too hollow to say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, Zhong Xiaoshanjian snipped the gauze with a crisp sound. “Disinfection and suturing are done. Rest now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your skills are amazing, Su Ge—you didn’t lie to me, this sister really is a senior caregiver, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Shuo’s lips were pale as he forced out a weak smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course the people around Su Ge are top-notch. Xiao Shuo, don’t say anything—rest. We… we need to restrain you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su waved his hand, gave a forced laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Shuo grinned and stretched out both hands. “No problem—go ahead. Got any handcuffs? Haha, haven’t worn those in ages!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No handcuffs, but plastic zip ties? Plenty.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su smiled faintly, replied to Qiu Shuo’s joke, then pulled out several plastic zip ties to bind his wrists and ankles, before helping him find a comfortable position to rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Holy shit, fever! Su Ge, Xiao Bo—I’m burning up. Is this a symptom before the virus takes over?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the ground, Qiu Shuo shifted slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Warmer’s better, Shuo Ge—I’m freezing. Warmer’s better…” Lu Yubo had nothing to say, offering a flat, empty reply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su noticed the familiar crimson spreading around Qiu Shuo’s eyes and silently shook his head, patting the tense Lu Yubo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hot… so hot… I’m burning up, my head’s on fire, ah…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Qiu Shuo began thrashing—his bound limbs contorted into grotesque shapes, terrifying to watch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu and the other women couldn’t bear to look, turning away, faces etched with sorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as this virus remained unchecked, each of them could face this fate—perhaps this was everyone’s final destiny, unbearable to accept.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiao Bo, kill me! Ah, it’s unbearable, Su Ge, do it now, please!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Shuo’s body stiffened, his eyes now entirely blood-red, his skin a faint bluish-gray.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tan Technician, where’s your rebar for killing zombies?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su clenched his teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Rebar? Oh, right… here…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tan Huajun pulled out a rebar nearly a meter long from beneath the counter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, don’t! Su Ge, don’t kill Shuo Ge—he can hold on, believe in him!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yubo, seeing Zhang Su raise the rebar to stab down, grabbed his arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bullshit!” Qiu Shuo’s body stiffened as if electrocuted, blood-red eyes glaring at Lu Yubo. “Do it—now!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiao Bo, I know you two are close—you give him his final farewell.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su pushed Lu Yubo’s hand aside and placed the rebar in his grip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I… I can’t, Su Ge, I can’t do it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yubo stared at his best friend, lying on the ground like a dead dog, then at the rebar in his hand—his anguish was unbearable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hurry!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Shuo’s voice had changed—hoarse, sluggish, nearly voiceless. His bloodshot eyes fixed on Lu Yubo, limbs rigid, veins like spiderwebs visible beneath his skin—he was moments from turning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can’t…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You fucking waste!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su snatched the rebar back, stepped forward, stared into Qiu Shuo’s eyes—still holding a sliver of reason—and raised his arm high. “Xiao Shuo, rest in peace!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aaah… thanks…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He drove it down hard!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No splattering blood—only a wet *puch*—then silence filled the convenience store.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Muffled groans rose—clearly from Zheng Xinyu and the others; even Old Wang couldn’t bear to watch, turning his head away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Shuo’s stiff body went limp, slowly collapsing, the grotesque expression fading from his face, replaced by peace and release.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ve already contacted the editor—the novel will be published next Tuesday, not next Monday—remember to support it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1135,"2026-06-20T15:15:14.526Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","11868df3d51172ed0bfb366e4af4b5b16fd24c2e72e7ff124d8495ef1fbc1aa0","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-77","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-75",694,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-cover.jpg"]