When Chu Han ignored him, Chen Shaoye summoned the greatest courage of his life to turn around for a look. The instant he did, his face went green with fright.
It was a severed arm.
Pale white, with two fingers missing. It had landed in an especially unfortunate spot, less than thirty centimeters from the back of Chen Shaoye's head.
Chen Shaoye nearly broke down in tears. He turned back with a miserable expression, but seeing Chu Han plowing through zombies like the King of Hell, he did not dare say he was scared. He could only keep brainwashing himself: The zombies are dead. They're dead. That's just a severed hand, just a severed hand.
Finally, three minutes later, Chu Han finished off the zombies and gained a total of 18 Points. He turned the car around and set off again, planning to find somewhere to rest for the night after getting past this stretch of road.
"Brother Chu." Chen Shaoye finally worked up the nerve to ask while they were on the road, "Why has that rear window been empty the whole time?"
Chu Han was checking the Reforging System. Taking a moment to answer, he said, "I smashed it."
He had discovered a problem: running zombies over with the car seemed to earn only 0.5 Points per zombie. What a waste!
Another problem was that unlocking those talents had a requirement: his physical fitness had to reach at least Tier One. Chu Han's current physical fitness was Ordinary, and upgrading it to Tier One required two hundred Points.
Sure enough, there was no such thing as a free lunch. Still, that made sense. Most of the talents in the Reforging System were things like strength, agility, and accuracy. All of them needed powerful physical fitness to be used to their fullest potential.
"You smashed it?" Chen Shaoye stared blankly at Chu Han, only to find him fixedly watching the windshield as if flowers might bloom from it.
Chen Shaoye grumbled inwardly: Why the hell would you smash a perfectly good window, you bastard? That zombie arm falling in just now scared me half to death!
"Um, Brother Chu." After thinking for a moment, Chen Shaoye cautiously asked, "What if a zombie climbs in through that rear window?"
That was a huge problem! What if zombies crawled in and bit someone? Would he be responsible for that?
Chu Han muttered thoughtfully, "Accuracy is very important. It needs to be unlocked first. I haven't received training yet. Although the memories are still in my head, I don't know how familiar this body is with firearms. Bullets can't be wasted. Every bullet used is one less."
Chen Shaoye: What the fuck are you talking about? I don't understand!
After a brief analysis, Chu Han decided to leave it all alone for now. He would kill zombies and save up enough Points first.
"Can this light screen be put away?" Chu Han thought silently. The screen instantly vanished, yet its contents seemed imprinted in his mind, ready to be summoned and checked at any time.
This was fucking amazing!
Ten minutes later, Chu Han parked the car by an open stretch of road. Before stopping, he deliberately swept the area with the headlights and only chose this place to rest after confirming there was no danger.
Open places might make people feel exposed, but they were convenient for escaping. Who knew what dangerous things might be lurking in narrow spaces?
Chu Han dragged the unconscious Fan Wei out of the car. Only then did Chen Shaoye finally breathe a sigh of relief. He had been squeezed into the same spot for so long that he had nearly been squashed flat.
Looking at the unconscious Fan Wei, Chu Han did not feel much. He walked around to the back seat and began sorting through the scattered supplies. Food with short shelf lives had to be eaten first, so he placed it all on the back seat. Dry goods like biscuits, which could be stored for a long time, were tossed into the trunk.
Watching Chu Han casually grab the zombie's severed arm and toss it behind him with a smack, as if he were throwing away a stone, Chen Shaoye's heart instantly went cold. His face turned deathly pale.
What normal person would dare grab a zombie with bare hands? And it was a severed zombie arm! This was definitely not a human being. He was a humanoid monster!
While Chu Han was organizing the supplies, Fan Wei, who was leaning against the car, suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood mixed with an nauseating stench. He let out several muddled roars, his voice sounding as though something were lodged in his throat—harsh and terrifying.
Chen Shaoye immediately shuddered and subtly moved farther away from Fan Wei. Standing beside Chu Han, he asked, "B-B-Brother Chu, what do you think would happen if someone got bitten by a zombie?"
Seeing Chen Shaoye's reaction, Chu Han suddenly understood something.
It had to be said that timid people were also cautious and sensitive.
"They'll turn into zombies." Chu Han continued organizing the supplies while using his left hand to pass the fire axe to Chen Shaoye.
Chen Shaoye broke out in cold sweat again. He tried hard to keep his voice from trembling. "How do you know? That might not necessarily happen!"
Chu Han gave him a surprised glance. "Most people bitten by zombies will be infected."
Chu Han selectively revealed some things he knew from his previous life. "But there are exceptions. If someone has an exceptionally strong constitution and the wound is not too serious, they can pull through. The chances are about one in ten thousand."
"Then... Fan Wei?" Chen Shaoye could not make up his mind.
Chu Han stopped what he was doing and looked at Chen Shaoye with icy eyes, devoid of any emotion a human should have possessed.
"If he turns into a zombie, go kill him."
Chu Han was simply voicing his true thoughts. The process of a human turning into a zombie was irreversible. Fan Wei could no longer become human again. If Chen Shaoye did not even dare kill a zombie, Chu Han would not continue bringing this fat man along.
He did not keep useless people by his side.
Clang! The fire axe fell straight from Chen Shaoye's hand to the ground.
"N-No, I can't." Chen Shaoye immediately pleaded desperately, "Brother Chu, Big Brother Chu, you're so powerful. Can't you do it?"
Chu Han turned back and continued arranging the food, his tone unchanged. "Once Fan Wei wakes up as a zombie, you can either kill him, and then we'll have hot pot. Or he can bite you and turn you into a zombie, then I'll chop off your head, and I'll eat hot pot by myself."
As he spoke, he took out a portable hot pot stove and two matching gas canisters from a box beneath the back seat. He lit the stove, added bottled water, and set out several boxes of luncheon meat, hot pot seasoning, and all kinds of meatballs and vegetables.
Looking at such an abundant spread of food, Chu Han smiled as well. In the future, these things would all be luxuries. A nobody like him would never have been qualified to enjoy them.
"I... I can't do it." Chen Shaoye spoke dejectedly. He did not dare kill a zombie, especially one who had been human just moments ago and had escaped the zombie horde with him. He could not get over that hurdle.
Chu Han ignored him. Once the fire was going, he added the hot pot seasoning, and an enticing aroma immediately spread through the air.
It made Chen Shaoye so hungry that he nearly drooled. He kept swallowing. "Hot pot..."
A bow of thanks to Little Manga Fan, OC Migraine, Sorrow of Assassinating Qin, and Between Flowing Clouds for the tips!! There were so many tips today that I can add a chicken drumstick for myself! To thank everyone, there'll be an extra chapter!
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