Farewell

In an instant, everyone's gaze focused on the SUV outside.

The vehicle was tall and sturdy. Even on the chaotic, wreck-strewn roads, it barreled forward without obstruction. It was packed with ample food and water, enough to make everyone green with envy and mad with greed.

The SUV's engine roared loudly. Though it drew the attention of several zombies, they were smashed to pieces by its formidable body, staining the already dull exterior with rotting flesh and black blood.

G55 drove farther and farther away, heading for the exit without a moment's hesitation.

"Bastard! He's not human!" a survivor cursed.

Right after that, countless survivors viciously cursed in the direction G55 had gone, spitting as they did.

Anger filled the survivors' hearts!

Chu Han had run away!

"I actually expected him to help us. I must have been blind!"

"That liar! Not only did he escape by himself, he even used up Ye Tianlong's corpse!" The ordinary-looking survivor's face twisted with fury.

No one refuted him. They all felt Chu Han deserved to die. There had only been one corpse, something extremely precious, and Chu Han had used it up!

What were the rest of them supposed to do? Wait to die?

Damn it! They should have thought of that method sooner and escaped alive.

Zhang Ziyu and Gu Xiaotong were both furious. The apocalypse had swiftly turned humanity and morality into a joke. At that moment, they both felt they had misjudged him. Entrusting their lives to a fellow student had been nothing but wishful thinking—utterly foolish!

"That country bumpkin! That poor bastard!" Gu Xiaotong cursed desperately. "People from out of town are all shameless!"

Zhang Ziyu forced his voice through clenched teeth, his words filled with chilling malice. "If he doesn't die, he'd better not let me run into him. Otherwise, I'll make him wish he were dead!"

Shang Jiudi glanced at Eighteen, whose face was filled with disappointment and despair. She forcibly suppressed her own collapsing emotions. Her bold, striking face looked incredibly fragile. She was unwilling to accept it, but she had no other choice.

Chen Shaoye did not say a word, as though he had lost his soul. His eyes were lifeless. The Reforging System's assessment of 80% loyalty had made him deeply admire Chu Han. Chu Han had left on his own, and the blow to him was immense. Being abandoned was cruel.

There were countless zombies in this horde. The bloodstained bedsheet had long since been torn to shreds by the zombie swarm, ripped into tiny scraps and swallowed by the ravenous zombies.

The zombies on the outskirts that had failed to get any began moving in other directions. Without any new disturbance, they would scatter again and search for fresh targets.

The outer-ring zombies quickly discovered the rest stop that had previously been crammed full. It was faint, but there was the scent of human flesh inside!

As if they had agreed beforehand, the zombies dragged their slow steps and surged toward the rest stop in groups.

The survivors on the first floor of the rest stop did not take action immediately. Blinded by rage, they spewed curses without restraint and repeatedly hurled whatever they had in their hands to vent their fury.

Even the windows had been smashed. The first floor of the rest stop had become utterly ruined, no less horrifying than the zombie horde itself. These people had all gone mad.

If they could not live, then no one else should get to live either!

The clanging continued without pause, undoubtedly making the zombies even more interested.

They sped up, letting out terrifying roars as they pounced like beasts feeding.

As those pairs of pale white eyes drew closer and the stench of decay grew stronger, Chen Shaoye, Eighteen, and Shang Jiudi could not help but fall into despair.

Was there really no hope left?

A zombie had already reached them. It stretched out its foul, rotting gray-white arm toward the nearest survivor. He was a fat man named Jia Chunjie, originally the cook at the rest stop. At that moment, he had lost all desire to live, allowing the zombie to approach as its teeth nearly sank down.

Die, or become a zombie. Then he would not have to keep barely hanging on.

Someone closed their eyes, and tears welled up in every person's eyes.

Bang—

A gunshot suddenly rang out, accompanied by the loud roar of an engine!

The fat on Chen Shaoye's body trembled as his eyes flew wide open.

Shang Jiudi's face was full of disbelief, mixed with a faint, barely perceptible glimmer of light.

The zombie about to bite Jia Chunjie's shoulder froze upon hearing the sound. With no thoughts to speak of, its brain had apparently stalled, causing its biting motion to pause slightly.

But Jia Chunjie's eyes suddenly lit up, and an overwhelming will to survive burst forth.

"Aah!" He shoved the zombie away, screaming as he grabbed a steel pipe and viciously drove it into the zombie's face, smashing its head to pulp!

And at that moment—

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A steady series of gunshots rang out. G55's towering body appeared in everyone's sight, bullets shooting from the windows with thunderous noise and drawing away every zombie trying to flood into the rest stop.

Everyone was beside themselves with excitement. Every survivor who was still alive grabbed a weapon and dealt with the zombies that had already entered the rest stop one by one.

It was like a ray of dawn suddenly appearing in hell, magnifying their hope without limit.

Chu Han had come back!

"Everyone, give it everything you've got! Don't let Chu Han sacrifice himself for nothing!" Shang Jiudi cried out, her voice trembling.

There were an utterly terrifying number of zombies. Now that Chu Han had turned back, they surged toward him like a tide covering the sky. Chu Han was surely doomed!

"Brother Chu! We wronged you! Rest in peace!"

"Rest in peace, Brother Chu!"

The survivors began speaking gratefully to the air, with exceptional sincerity. No one would have guessed that only minutes earlier, they had cursed Chu Han's entire family line!

Chu Han drove G55 around in circles again and again. Many of the zombies were still lingering around the bedsheet's original location. They refused to leave, licking the concrete over and over, unwilling to miss even the slightest trace of blood.

He raised the assault rifle. He did not have many bullets left.

Yet Chu Han's expression remained calm. Despite the jolting and swaying ride, he focused on two tasks at once. Bullets flew out, every single one striking the oil drums around the route he was circling.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Gasoline burst out, spraying directly over the zombies gathered nearby. The ground was quickly soaked in fuel.

A faint gleam flashed in Chu Han's eyes. He sharply spun the steering wheel and floored the accelerator, the engine roaring as he sped into the distance.

At the same time—

Pfft!

A Zippo lighter sparked to life and flew out the car window, landing precisely beneath the feet of the zombie horde.

Inside the rest stop, several people pinned the crazed Chen Shaoye to the ground. The fat man had gone mad. He was actually screaming that he wanted to rush outside and find Chu Han.

"Are you trying to get yourself killed? Even if you go, it won't help!"

"You fat bastard! If you want to die, go ahead, but don't lure the zombies over and drag us down with you!"

"Keep yelling and I'll shoot you—"

Boom!

The last man's voice suddenly cut off, replaced by a massive explosion.

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