[{"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-99":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},2319337,4536,"Chapter 99: I Know a Secret","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-99",99,"\u003Cp>“Good, good, that’s perfect! Let’s pack up, right now!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing that going out could get medicine for his daughter, Yu Wen immediately perked up, told Yu Qing to sit in the corner, and prepared to get to work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dad, I’m feeling a bit better—I’ll help you too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Qing struggled to stand, swaying unsteadily for two steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su finally got a clearer look at Yu Qing’s face—her delicate features looked quiet and gentle, her cheeks flushed with a sickly crimson from fever, her eyes weak, her breathing heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miss Yu, you should rest…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su quickly waved his hand at Yu Qing, thinking to himself: just walking two steps is already helping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m sorry, Mr. Zhang, I… cough, cough… my body’s weak, I’m causing you trouble.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Qing coughed a few times, her face reddening further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, alright, uh… Xiao Shan, I remember you still have some masks, right? Bring a few for Miss Yu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su worried Yu Qing’s cold might be viral—if it spread, it’d be a nightmare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone scrambled into action.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yubo, upon learning Zhang Su had no intention of taking the Prado, boldly claimed it for himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To everyone’s surprise, the Prado was stocked with plenty of food, drink, and supplies—enough for Liang Dacheng’s trio to survive five or six days; clearly, it had already been looted from several places.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, there was one extra vehicle—not only solving transportation for the new member, but also allowing more supplies to be carried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only now did the students realize: Zhang Su’s group hadn’t come for the convenience store at all—they’d come for the three vehicles!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>None of that mattered anymore. Eleven people, four vehicles, and abundant supplies gave everyone a strong sense of security.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only were people well-fed and hydrated, Tan Huajun had used the generator to restore power to the gas station, fully charging all the vehicles and stocking several extra barrels of gasoline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wu wu wu wu, wu wu wu!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the others constantly hauling things in and out, the two bound men, their mouths gagged, could only howl helplessly, a dark premonition rising in their hearts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Su, what do we do with these two?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After everything was done, everyone except the sick Yu Qing returned to the convenience store to discuss how to handle Liang Dacheng’s two subordinates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yubo, munching happily on a bag of candied fruit, suggested: “Why not just kill them? That’s the safest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That seems too brutal… maybe we should think it over?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Wen ventured cautiously, feeling killing unarmed people was too cruel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu glared at Lu Yubo: “Eating sweet candy while talking about killing—how disgusting.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hehe, I was just kidding. It’s up to Brother Su to decide.” Lu Yubo shrank back—he dared not challenge Zhang Su’s little demon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su also felt these two didn’t deserve death. The outside world was full of dangers; the chance of encountering them again was negligible. Now that he was leader of ten people, he had to consider his image.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then… hmm?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was about to leave them here to fend for themselves, he caught a fleeting flash of venomous hatred in one man’s eyes—brief, but enough to leave a thorn in his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hatred is a seed; once planted in the heart, it has room to grow!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bozi’s right—we can’t keep these two.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su changed his tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone fell silent. If Zhang Su said they couldn’t be kept, no one’s objections mattered—they silently mourned the two for a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Zhang’s decision must be wise!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Wen firmly sided with Zhang Su, retracting his earlier stance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wu wu wu wu, wu wu wu wu…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing Zhang Su’s verdict, the two men writhed violently, as if desperate to speak—but their mouths were tightly sealed, impossible to open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh… Brother Su, didn’t you say we should be democratic? I think we should vote on whether to kill them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To everyone’s surprise, a timid voice spoke up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone turned—Song Yijun, standing at the very edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kuang Miao shot Song Yijun a dark look, but the man ignored him entirely, his gaze darting nervously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yubo exploded: “You little brat, do you even have the right to speak here? I haven’t even settled scores with you yet—when we were pushing the car, who froze up in terror? Damn it, if it weren’t for Lanlan stepping in, we’d have been overrun by zombies! And now you dare challenge Brother Su?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The others had no idea about the zombie diversion incident—Lu Yubo hadn’t had time to explain during the chaos—and now they all stared at Song Yijun with strange expressions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fear is a natural human emotion. I just haven’t learned to overcome it yet—so what? Besides, it was Brother Su who said we should be democratic…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yijun felt ashamed but couldn’t help defending himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su silently assessed: this guy had been the most eager to ask about the settlement camp—clearly his mind wasn’t here. Was he deliberately provoking him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What I said before was just to confuse Liang Dacheng’s judgment. I believe keeping these two poses a threat to us, so we must eliminate them—no vote needed. Understood?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yijun turned pale. Meeting Zhang Su’s gaze, a surge of anger rose in him—he retorted stubbornly: “You kill anyone you see as a threat? What if one day we become a threat to you? Will you kill us too?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahaha!” Zhang Su suddenly laughed, calmly: “Trying to stir up dissent with me? Weren’t you a student leader back in school?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, he was vice-president of the student union!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yubo suddenly chimed in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t know this—he’d heard it from Pei Lan, whose face had just gone pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So you’re vice-president. Listen well—I said ‘threat to us,’ not just to me. I mean our team! You’re right: anyone who threatens the team gets eliminated. So I advise everyone: don’t do anything harmful to the team.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su scanned every face. Everyone nodded naturally. He felt relieved—they still had discernment, weren’t easily swayed by this brat’s words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Also, if you think you’re capable of forming your own democratic group, go ahead—take anyone who wants to follow you, and leave now!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su pointed at the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yijun clenched his lips, lowered his head, and said nothing more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You damn cowardly worm, you deserve a beating…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop! Can’t you see we’re busy?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su grabbed Lu Yubo before he could charge at Song Yijun, glaring at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As leader, if you can’t tolerate even a whisper of dissent, you’ll gradually lose everyone’s trust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though Zhang Su truly despised Song Yijun’s childish attention-seeking, he couldn’t retaliate openly—there were too many new people here!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, that’s settled. Kuang Miao, Zhu Zi!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su turned to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s up, big bro?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Su, I—I’m here…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both men felt a chill when called.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“One of you handles each. Then we leave.” Zhang Su gave them a hand signal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fire axe Liang Dacheng’s trio had brought was now the weapon of Zhao Dezi, Kuang Miao, and Chen Hanzhou.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both men’s faces twisted in disgust at Zhang Su’s order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ugh… knew this crap would fall on me… Dammit, I can kill fish, not people—what do I do?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Dezi raised the axe, sighing to the ceiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kuang Miao’s face trembled, his eyes pleading toward Zhang Su—silent, but the begging was clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Killing zombies carried no guilt. Killing humans was different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you’ve joined this team, you can’t skip any task. Set an example for your former comrades. In this apocalypse, there are no fairy tales,” Zhang Su said seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is your blood oath. Don’t refuse,” Yu Wen gave Zhao Dezi a deep, meaningful look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll do it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Chen Hanzhou stepped forward from behind, strode up, and with swift precision, raised the fire axe and brought it down on one man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The targeted man froze, eyes locked on the descending axe, utterly motionless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chen Hanzhou, you—” Kuang Miao gasped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This move stunned everyone—including Zhang Su.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud! Thud! Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three clean, brutal swings—the stunned man never even screamed before collapsing into a pool of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wu wu wu wu, aah…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching his companion die beside him, the last man collapsed, scrambling backward on hands and feet, as if crawling away could save him from death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Su, I apologize for what I said before. I thought you were cold and cruel—until I saw real evil. You were right: good people don’t survive. I won’t be good anymore!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hanzhou’s face twisted, gasping for breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su’s brow twitched—he knew Chen Hanzhou had been violently shaken, his worldview shattered, his personality inverted. In this world, that might not be a bad thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped forward and patted Chen Hanzhou’s shoulder: “Calm down. Kuang Miao, take him to the car.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Y-yes, yes!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kuang Miao was still stunned—he only snapped to attention when Zhang Su called him. His expression complex, he led Chen Hanzhou out of the store.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even a kid’s got the guts to do it—what can I say? Alright, Fat Fish…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Dezi, seeing everyone stare at him, rubbed his hair, pulled out his short dagger, stepped forward, yanked the gag from the man’s mouth, and said: “I’ve got some humanity. Any last words? Hurry!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pfft, pfft, pfft!” The man spat wildly, tears streaming as he stared at Zhang Su: “I have a secret—I know a secret! Don’t kill me, don’t kill me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Secret?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su frowned. In this world, what secrets mattered? Everything was the same. He waved his hand to Zhao Dezi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, no, big brother! I really know a secret—I know where there are guns!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait!” Zhang Su stopped Zhao Dezi, stepped before the man: “You know where there are guns? Real guns—not toys?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Firearms were useless against zombies, but in human conflicts, they carried unmatched deterrence—if they could get guns, their survival chances would skyrocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Real gun, absolutely real—big brother, if I’m lying to you, I’m a dog, a bastard!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man wept openly, terrified Zhang Su wouldn’t believe him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su said: “Don’t swear oaths yet—tell me the details. Don’t tell me about police stations, special forces barracks, or anything like that—I already know those.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, not those places—but… if I tell you the full details, I won’t survive!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man was straightforward—he knew how to use information to save his life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su smiled, said nothing, just patted the man’s shoulder and stood up, then made a throat-slitting gesture toward Zhao De.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big brother, I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you—don’t kill me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man panicked instantly—he hadn’t expected Zhang Su to offer no negotiation, to act at the slightest provocation. Too ruthless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yihe Auto! Yihe Auto has guns! Don’t kill me, please…” The man nearly screamed through tears, then collapsed to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su frowned at the man lying on the ground and asked, “Yihe Auto? That Yihe Auto on Wenming Road that sells luxury used cars?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yihe Auto has guns?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That can’t be right.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My god—I went there just a month ago to look at a Harley Dyna Glide. Could it be they kept guns because the cars are so valuable?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those who knew the situation immediately began murmuring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yihe Auto was well-known in Qincheng—a shop specializing in high-end luxury used cars. The cheapest were used motorcycles like the Jin Yi, Dyna Glide, H2, and Sun . The most expensive included million-yuan custom Rolls-Royces and supercars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man weakly nodded. “That’s the place.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I remember the owner of Yihe Auto is surnamed Cai. Don’t tell me you know him! Where did you hear this? Is it reliable?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su asked cautiously—he’d only heard of Boss Cai before; his own status didn’t reach that level of tycoon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big brother, I… I heard this from Liang Dacheng. He’s the general distributor for a bearing brand and does business with Boss Cai. He said one night, while drinking at the auto shop, Boss Cai showed them the real thing!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man recalled, slowly recounting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su stared at the man and suddenly asked: “What’s your job? How do you know Liang Dacheng?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I… I’m a night security guard at Guanghua Glass Factory. These clothes—I took them. He… he’s also…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man answered honestly, pointing to a colleague lying in a pool of blood nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Start from the beginning—how did you first meet Liang Dacheng? Tell me everything.” Zhang Su gestured for him to begin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It was like this—three days after the disaster broke out, no, wait—I think it was the fourth day…” The man knew Zhang Su was testing him. He dared not lie, and told the whole story plainly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su listened carefully, analyzing deeply. He found no logical flaws. To confirm authenticity, he asked several side questions—everything matched up. He believed no fabricated story could be this consistent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine, I’ll temporarily accept your information—but it’s not very valuable. Even if Boss Cai has guns, we don’t know where they are now—in the shop, at his home, or taken with him. No way to tell.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man quickly shook his head. “They’re at the shop! In a German-imported Mercedes MPV! That car was still there the day before the disaster broke out—it probably hasn’t been driven away! Liang Dacheng guessed Boss Cai imported that brand-new MPV specifically to store those guns!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Those guns?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su immediately seized the key detail in the man’s words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The word “batch” carried weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man realized he’d slipped up and chuckled awkwardly. “Liang Dacheng said there was a weapon rack in that Mercedes MPV. He only stole a glance, but guessed there were quite a few!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su took a deep breath and asked: “Last question—where were you planning to go before this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the word “last,” the man’s bladder tightened—he knew this was a matter of life or death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Liang Dacheng said he had a friend who runs a farmstay in Niuziquan Town up north. He planned to gather supplies and settle there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man answered instantly, dispelling any suspicion Zhang Su had that he was lying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su stroked his chin, his gaze drifting over the man’s face. The man who’d held such venom toward him had already been dealt with by Chen Hanzhou. This one was cooperative—he’d earned a sliver of life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking this, Zhang Su looked at the man on the ground and said: “Congratulations—you’re free. Go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? Oh, yes, yes, yes! Thank you, thank you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Overjoyed, the man scrambled to his feet, crawled outside, grabbed a discarded shared bicycle, jumped on, and pedaled away without looking back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su watched the man leave the gas station, then turned to the group. “Let’s go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss Zhang, are we going to Yihe Auto?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yubo asked eagerly, his eyes gleaming—guns, his lifelong dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su shook his head slightly. “Yihe Auto is three or four kilometers away. Even if we go, it won’t be today—it’s getting late. We need to find a place to spend the night.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone nodded. They slowly filed out of the gas station convenience store. Though their stay had been brief, they felt a lingering attachment—this place had provided them with abundant supplies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Everyone, gather for a meeting!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the fuel pumps, Zhang Su looked at the eerily quiet street and clapped his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone gathered—except Yu Qing, who slumped weakly in the passenger seat of the H6.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su looked at the group before him. He never imagined that in just one day, his team would grow to eleven people (not counting himself). More people meant advantages and risks—he now had to maximize the former and minimize the latter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m sure you’ve all seen how cruel survival in this world is. Everyone here now has a weapon—that’s your lifeline. Take it to the bathroom. Stay alert for zombies sneaking out from the shadows!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve watched friends I killed myself get infected. I don’t want to do it again!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Lu Yubo lowered his head in sorrow, unable to meet Zhang Su’s gaze—it was his deepest wound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll assign the vehicles,” Zhang Su pointed. “I’ll drive the van. Xinyu, Xiaoshan, and Tan Hua, you three take the Harlander. Yubo, you take Zhao De, Yu Wen, and Yu Nuo in the Prado. The rest of you—Kuang Miao and your three—take the H6! Let’s move!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Report, Boss Zhang… I have something.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as they were about to leave, Kuang Miao awkwardly raised his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su looked at Kuang Miao’s group and frowned. “Don’t tell me you can’t fit—there’s plenty of supplies, squeeze in!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, it’s not about squeezing—we… we can’t drive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kuang Miao shook his hands helplessly. Chen Hanzhou, Pei Lan, and Song Yijun beside him all wore embarrassed expressions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su stared at them, stunned for a moment, then shook his head. “What the hell are you all doing? You had time to play games but never bothered to get a driver’s license? Dammit! Tan Hua, can you drive?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tan Hua reluctantly nodded. Holding the steering wheel suddenly felt like a heavy responsibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then Tan Hua, you switch with Pei Lan. Four people in that car is already the limit…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su made the adjustment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After reassigning seats, everyone got in. A faint rumble filled the air as the vehicles started one by one—the battered van led out of the gas station, followed by the Harlander, then Tan Hua’s H6, and finally Lu Yubo joyfully bringing up the rear in the Prado.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su turned left onto the main road after leaving the gas station.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scattered zombies on the road had been drawn to the gas station by the explosions, then lured away by Lu Yubo. Now the streets were clean—only the occasional zombie in abandoned cars stretched out its withered arms, trying to grab passing vehicles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, thank you to reader Feitian Da Dao for the 1500 reward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today’s one chapter—I’ve scheduled a doctor’s appointment. After the flu, I haven’t fully recovered. My entire left side of the head is a mess—left-side headache, left eye watering, left nostril blocked, and even my left gums are swollen. Damn… bizarre.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",3010,"2026-06-20T15:15:14.526Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","e9229e780db8eb439ded10c3ae55d62ad192e418ab13a661b4773c63420fd312","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-100","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-98",694,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-cover.jpg"]