Rest in Peace

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

The vehicle was tall and sturdy. Even as it drove over the chaotic, debris-strewn road, it moved without obstruction. It was packed with ample food and water, enough to make everyone's eyes turn red with envy and madness.

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

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

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

Immediately afterward, a large number of survivors began viciously cursing in the direction G55 had gone, spitting as they did so.

Anger filled the survivors' hearts!

Chu Han had run away!

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

"This liar! Not only did he flee on his own, he even used up Ye Tianlong's corpse!" The ordinary-faced survivor's expression was twisted with malice.

No one refuted him. They all felt that Chu Han deserved to die a thousand deaths. There had only been one corpse, an incredibly precious resource, yet 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 arrival of 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 schoolmate had been nothing but a foolish fantasy!

"That country bumpkin! That poor bastard!" Gu Xiaotong cursed desperately. "Out-of-towners like him have no shame at all!"

Zhang Ziyu's voice squeezed out through clenched teeth, carrying an icy chill. "If he doesn't die, he'd better not let me run into him. Otherwise, I'll make sure he wishes he were dead!"

Shang Jiudi glanced at Eighteen, whose face was filled with disappointment and despair. She forcibly suppressed the emotions threatening to break her down. Her flamboyant features looked exceptionally fragile. She was unwilling to accept it, but there was nothing she could do.

Chen Shaoye did not say a word. He seemed to have lost his soul, his eyes vacant. 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 hit him hard. Being abandoned was cruel.

There were an enormous number of zombies in this horde. The blood-red bedsheet had long since been torn to shreds by the zombie mob, ripped into tiny scraps and devoured by the starving zombies.

The zombies on the outskirts that had failed to get any began moving in other directions. With no new disturbance, they would scatter again and search for new targets.

The outer zombies soon discovered the rest stop that had previously been packed full. Though faint, there was still the scent of human flesh there!

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

The survivors on the first floor of the rest stop did not take action immediately. Their anger had clouded their minds. Profanities poured endlessly from their mouths as they repeatedly hurled whatever objects they had on hand to vent their rage.

Even the glass had been smashed. The first floor of the rest stop had become utterly wrecked, no less terrifying than a horde of zombies. These people had all gone mad.

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

The repeated clanging only made the zombies more attracted to the place.

They quickened their pace, letting out terrifying roars as they pounced like beasts feeding.

As pairs of ghastly 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 approached. It stretched out a grayish-white arm, reeking and rotting, toward the nearest survivor. He was a fat man named Jia Chunjie, originally the rest stop's cook. He no longer had any will to live, allowing the zombie to draw closer and closer until its teeth were nearly about to sink in!

Die, or turn into a zombie. Then I won't have to keep struggling on like this!

Someone closed their eyes. Tears welled up in everyone'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 glimmer of light that was almost impossible to detect.

The zombie that was about to bite Jia Chunjie's shoulder froze for a moment when it heard the sound. With no thoughts to speak of, its brain had apparently short-circuited, causing its biting motion to pause slightly.

Jia Chunjie's eyes, however, suddenly lit up, and an intense 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 very moment—

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A succession of gunshots rang out in a steady rhythm. G55's towering body appeared in everyone's sight, bullets shooting from its windows with tremendous noise and drawing over every zombie that had been trying to swarm into the rest stop.

Everyone was overwhelmed with excitement. All those still alive picked up their weapons and dealt with the zombies that had already entered the rest stop one by one.

It was like a sudden ray of dawn 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's sacrifice be in vain!" Shang Jiudi cried out, her voice trembling.

The number of zombies was terrifying. Now that Chu Han had turned back, the zombies were surging toward him in an overwhelming flood. 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 empty air, utterly sincere. No one would have guessed that just minutes earlier, they had cursed Chu Han's ancestors for eighteen generations!

Chu Han drove the G55 in circles again and again. A large number of zombies still lingered around the spot where the bedsheet had been, refusing to leave as they repeatedly licked the concrete, unwilling to miss even the faintest 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, he forced himself to multitask. Bullets shot out, each one striking the oil drums around which he had been driving.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Gasoline gushed out, spraying directly onto the zombies gathered nearby. Before long, the ground was soaked in fuel.

A barely noticeable glint flashed in Chu Han's eyes. He suddenly jerked the steering wheel and stomped on the accelerator, the engine roaring as the vehicle sped into the distance.

At the same time—

Pfft!

A ZIPPO sparked to life and flew out the window, landing precisely beneath the horde of zombies' feet.

Inside the rest stop, several people pinned the irrational Chen Shaoye to the ground. The fat man had gone mad, shouting that he wanted to rush out and find Chu Han.

"Are you trying to get yourself killed? Even if you go, it'll be useless!"

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

"Keep yelling and I'll shoot you—"

BOOM!

The last person's voice abruptly cut off, replaced by a massive explosion.

Thanks to the lovely Mengling and Meng Douzi for the tips! That's right, everyone, you didn't see that wrong—these two generous ladies rewarded me again after yesterday's chapter!! Thank you, Your Majesties!