The Apocalypse Descends

Clang!

The moment the door opened, without even looking, Chu Han's iron axe swung down like a cleaver!

Thwack!

The axe blade embedded itself in a zombie's skull. Its dull gray eyes and skin, cracked like plaster, were only ten centimeters from Chu Han. Blood and brain matter splattered all over his face, and the distinct stench of decay from the zombie filled his nostrils.

The zombie's head shattered, and one was dead.

He knew there was a zombie about a meter from the door; this was based on his accumulated experience.

Chu Han roughly wiped his face, took a breath, and yanked the axe out. The dead zombie thudded to the ground, its flesh and brains splattering everywhere in a gruesome, horrifying mess, staining the white floor tiles black and red.

Chu Han didn't recognize this person, and even if he did, he wouldn't have held back.

But his physical strength was truly pathetic right now. This axe weighed less than a tenth of his weapons from his previous life, yet he needed two hands to grip it, and he was already gasping for breath after just one swing.

There had only been one zombie at the door earlier, but the commotion quickly attracted others from the hallway. Drawn by the noise, the zombies shuffled forward with stiff bodies, covered in shredded flesh and dried blood, their faces pale and gray, their eyes white and pupil-less. They advanced towards Chu Han with flailing arms and legs.

Growl—

Roar—

There were at least a dozen zombies drawn by the sound. They let out various howls, like the death cries of demons, making the dim hallway exceptionally terrifying.

Having been reborn, Chu Han didn't possess the super-human strength of his past life. He was too weak now to deal with over a dozen zombies at once; in fact, an ambush by three to five zombies would leave him helpless.

Furthermore, getting bitten by a zombie meant infection!

Not to mention over a dozen zombies, they were ravenously hungry, like wild beasts that hadn't eaten for days. Smelling living flesh, they lunged at Chu Han desperately, their sharp claws extended, still sticky with un-dried human blood.

They wanted to devour Chu Han's flesh and blood, rip out his fresh organs, and feast!

Chu Han stood within the doorframe, not venturing out. These zombies had no minds, they would only rush in blindly. This position created a dead angle. He couldn't handle a dozen zombies rushing him at once, but a war of attrition was a different story. Now, he only had one dangerous direction to worry about; as long as he kept swinging his axe from behind the door, he would be fine.

Utilizing every available factor to survive was the most basic law of survival in the apocalypse.

Chu Han flipped the iron axe, switching to the hammer side to smash. Since his strength was insufficient now, if the blade got stuck in a zombie's head and he couldn't pull it out immediately, it would be dangerous.

Growl—

A zombie was already close.

Chu Han tensed his muscles, his face contorted in a fierce grimace, and swung hard!

Thwack! The zombie's eyeballs burst, black, mutated pus and blood gushed out, and brain matter splattered all over Chu Han!

Two killed!

Next!

Chu Han let the nauseating pus and blood stick to his face, neck, even his tongue and nostrils.

After the second zombie died, the third one had already lunged at Chu Han. Impatiently, it opened its massive, foul-smelling mouth, stretched wide to its ears, its gums, smeared with human intestines and organs, creaking excitedly as it prepared to bite down on Chu Han's neck!

Ignoring the soreness in his muscles and his ragged breathing, Chu Han abruptly raised his arm and swung, smashing down on the zombie's teeth with a thud!

The iron axe already had considerable weight, and combined with Chu Han's desperate force, the zombie's jawbone cracked and flew off, hitting the nearby wall with a smack. The torn zombie tongue resembled a fat, rotting loach.

Ptooey! Chu Han spat out the zombie fragments and black blood from his mouth. He had almost swallowed them just now. He often did this in his previous life because he couldn't afford to be concerned about hygiene during combat, but now his resistance to the virus wasn't strong enough yet.

His energy was being consumed at a rapid rate. His extremely weak physique seemed to be slowly adapting after killing three zombies. Chu Han became more and more proficient, gradually aligning with his combat memories.

Chu Han fought with increasing ferocity, his will to survive and find his family and friends growing stronger. An ordinary iron axe was wielded with the power of a dragon and tiger. The dozen zombies were quickly annihilated, piling up high at the doorway. The last zombie's head was even smashed open and pierced through by Chu Han's axe!

Chu Han panted heavily, tightened his grip on the axe handle, and peeked left and right. Although the hallway was dim, Chu Han was certain there were no more zombies on this floor. They weren't smart enough yet to hide, and the tightly shut room doors occasionally emitted banging sounds – the excited reactions of zombies hearing the commotion in the hallway.

He stepped over the pile of zombies at the doorway and walked directly towards the stairwell. He wouldn't rush to kill every zombie he saw; conserving energy was also an important survival rule. Moreover, if there were surviving zombies in the dorm rooms who were still strong enough to bang on the doors, it basically meant there were no humans left inside. The reasons were either they had been eaten by zombies, or they had been infected and turned into zombies themselves.

As for the people who were still alive, he wouldn't interfere either. If they heard such a huge battle and didn't even dare to open their doors, he wouldn't bother playing the good Samaritan.

Chu Han's dorm was on the third floor of the dormitory. He tried to keep his footsteps as quiet as possible. After killing five more zombies at the stairwell, he reached the first floor. In the dark apocalypse, it was six in the morning. At this time, the dorm supervisor auntie hadn't opened the dormitory doors yet, so the iron gate of the dormitory was still secured with a large lock. The dorm supervisor auntie was no longer human and was pacing aimlessly in that small room.

Chu Han doubted he had the strength to break the iron lock for now, and the commotion and noise would attract a large number of zombies. He could also see zombies occasionally roaming outside the iron gate, pouncing on any fresh flesh and blood they saw and devouring it completely, not even sparing the blood on the ground, which they would greedily lick clean with their disgusting tongues.

At this point, to open the iron gate, he could only enter the dorm supervisor auntie's room to get the key. However, the dorm supervisor auntie's door was usually locked from the inside, so how to get in was a big problem.

Suddenly, Chu Han's eyes lit up. On the first floor, he could find an unlocked dorm room and then climb out the window.

Pressing himself against the corner of the wall, Chu Han quietly listened to the sounds in the first-floor hallway. Based on his experience, there weren't many zombies on the first floor, only about ten.

Chu Han poked his head out to survey the surroundings.

Suddenly, a zombie emerged from a dorm room diagonally opposite him. It sniffed the air, then sniffed again, and then its eyes suddenly lit up with excitement. Yellowish-green saliva dripped from its mouth. It opened its large mouth and let out a howl, then lunged towards Chu Han.

But Chu Han was overjoyed in his heart. The door to the dorm room diagonally opposite was actually open, and it was so close. He just needed to repeat what he had done before, which would further reduce his danger.

At this moment, newly infected zombies were much slower than humans, so he had plenty of time.

Without much hesitation, he suddenly shot forward, instantly seizing the initiative to enter the dorm room. After confirming there was no danger inside, he immediately turned around and stood behind the doorframe.

Chu Han's series of actions were executed in one smooth motion. Although his strength and speed were several times weaker than in his previous life, his experience and combat skills remained. By the time he ran into the dorm room and took his position, the zombie had just turned around and lunged at Chu Han with a roar.

Swing the axe, slash!

Thwack! The zombie's head was split open by the axe, its brain matter writhing inside, and it died on the spot.

Chu Han shook his arm, which was already showing signs of exhaustion, and pulled the axe out of the skull.

The commotion Chu Han was causing naturally attracted the other nine zombies. He didn't immediately close the door and leave. Instead, he stood calmly behind the door, his arm muscles tensed. As the zombies approached, he swung his iron axe fiercely.

With a series of clangs, Chu Han's stamina slightly decreased, but he remained calm and collected, taking some time to deal with each zombie one by one.

Next, Chu Han pulled out the hydration pack's tube from his hiking backpack and took a sip of water to recover. He silently praised human ingenuity for designing such a convenient item. After drinking, he held his iron axe in one hand and walked out of the dormitory into the hallway.

Although his heart had been tempered like iron over ten years in his previous life, he hadn't become insane or morally bankrupt. He still maintained the humanity that a person should possess. While he couldn't save everyone he encountered, he would still make things convenient for the people in this dormitory building within his capabilities.

Having been reborn, he wasn't afraid of zombies and understood the rules of survival. Others, however, were encountering this for the first time and were bound to be caught off guard.

Humans are social animals; only by uniting can they overcome crises.

Many zombies outside heard the commotion and gathered outside the iron gate, extending their gray-white arms, some even revealing bone, desperately trying to squeeze in. They felt no pain; some zombies' rotten flesh was even squeezed and torn, hanging off them in pieces, with black blood smearing the iron gate.

Chu Han was only a few meters away from the iron gate swarming with zombies. He ignored their howling, straightened the bodies of the dead zombies, and lined them up vertically from the stairwell all the way to the door of dorm room 104. Then, Chu Han went back inside, found a thick marker, and wrote a few large characters on the door: "Exit Here, Door Unlocked."

Anyone with a bit of sense, upon finding the dorm door temporarily inaccessible, would notice the peculiarity of this zombie line. Although it was a bit scary and unsightly, it was clearly man-made. As long as they saw it, they could leave through here just like him.

Leaving the dormitory building, Chu Han didn't immediately run. He carefully listened to the sounds around him, moving slowly along the wall. Although the timing of the apocalypse meant there weren't many zombies in the school, it didn't mean there were none. Caution and carefulness at all times were things he had learned over ten years in his previous life.

Just as Chu Han had safely distanced himself from the dormitory building and planned to avoid the zombies and head towards the school gate, a huge voice suddenly boomed from a dormitory window behind him—

"Chu Han!! Chu Han!! Hurry and save me! Look here! Turn back quickly!"

"Damn it, idiot!"