Chu Han gripped an iron axe and darted through the foul-smelling street. He felt little discomfort at the terrible surroundings; compared to what he had experienced in his previous life, this was nothing.
He was not sure where the airdrop package was, but when the government sent people to deploy them, they would deliberately choose places where people lived and where there were fewer zombies. There were very few locations that met those conditions. Based on his experience from his previous life, this street was the most likely one!
There were many residential buildings here. Although there were plenty of zombies, there were relatively more living people as well. The stench from the toilets masked some scents, leaving this street with several times fewer zombies than the others.
The apocalypse had not been caused by humans or biological weapons. No one knew what had brought it about. The instantaneous change had overturned the entire world, and every country's government had chosen rescue and recovery efforts at the first opportunity, though the concept of nations would gradually fade in the years to come.
Still, Huaxia had made one of the most correct decisions: deploying airdrop packages on a massive scale. The food and medicine inside were secondary; the batches of guns and ammunition were the real priority.
To deploy this enormous number of airdrop packages, the military had practically mobilized everything it had. One had to know that at least seventy percent of soldiers had turned into zombies.
This had nothing to do with physical fitness. It was natural selection, survival of the fittest amid a changing era.
From the information Chu Han knew from his previous life, more than a dozen small countries had been wiped out the instant the apocalypse erupted. After that, half of the remaining countries disappeared one after another. In the end, only a few major powers struggled to hold on, and Huaxia was one of them.
The military's numbers had plummeted, leaving the government unable to dispatch troops to save everyone. Airdrop packages were the greatest help it could provide, allowing more people to survive.
Huaxia's population of over a billion had shrunk severalfold the instant the apocalypse broke out. Population was the most important asset in the apocalypse. Only by surviving could one speak of the future, only then could one dare utter the words "rebuild our homeland."
Chu Han moved swiftly, leaving the zombies on the street far behind. Those living dead could only smell the fresh, enticing scent of a living human without getting a bite. He raced at high speed, using every advantage of the terrain as he searched.
But where exactly was that airdrop package?
He had already run back and forth along this street several times, carefully searching every corner, yet he still had not found it!
The four people who had been cautiously watching from the teahouse had gathered by the window, hiding behind the curtains. With the window between them and Chu Han serving as such an obvious target, the mindless zombies outside would not notice anyone here at all.
"What is that man trying to do?" Xiao Yunfei frowned and asked softly.
He could naturally tell that Chu Han was highly skilled. An ordinary person could never run back and forth at such speed so many times, and every time Chu Han passed by, Xiao Yunfei noticed that his speed had not dropped at all.
"Is this guy brain-dead?" Another man's expression darkened, his tone full of irritation. "He's making such a huge commotion. Isn't he going to lure all the zombies over here?"
Xiao Yunfei's expression changed at those words. There really were more and more zombies. Many had sensed the disturbance here and were moving over from other streets. In just this short time, their number had already exceeded a hundred.
"What are we supposed to do if this keeps up?" Someone began to sense the danger.
"This lunatic!" Xiao Yunfei glared viciously at Chu Han's figure. He truly wanted to break the man's legs. Why the hell was he running? And if he had to run, why run here? Was he exercising or something?
But he could only think it. With so many zombies gathered outside, let alone going out to stop Chu Han, making the slightest sound was dangerous.
That would be tantamount to throwing their lives away!
Just as all four of them had reached the limits of their patience and started quietly cursing Chu Han, wishing he would die—
Chu Han suddenly stopped. His eyes lit up as he looked toward the top of the toilet building.
The roof of the public toilet should have been covered by greenery. The two large trees beside it had long, thick branches, but the sudden arrival of the apocalypse had caused many plants to wither overnight, their leaves all falling away and leaving only bare trunks behind.
The roof of the public toilet was now just like that, covered in withered yellow leaves piled into a thick layer. Amid the sea of yellow, a camouflage package was faintly visible. It was hard to notice, but not hard to find.
A smile appeared at the corner of Chu Han's mouth. He had found it!
He understood why they had dropped the airdrop package here. From this angle, any survivors in the residential building opposite the public toilet could easily spot it.
"Damn it!" One of the four people in the teahouse could not help cursing. "Why did he suddenly stop? And why did he stop right here?"
The public toilet and the teahouse stood directly opposite each other. No one knew what the owner of this teahouse had been thinking when he opened a shop in such a place.
Now, because Chu Han had suddenly stopped, the pursuing horde of zombies was drawing ever closer, swarming toward the teahouse like a flood. There were so many of them, and their howls were so loud, that in this street devoid of any sound besides zombie roars, they were exceptionally clear and terrifying. It felt as if the entire building was trembling slightly.
A zombie horde—not just a few, but truly hundreds of them!
"We're done for! We're done for!" One of the people in the teahouse collapsed onto the floor with a slap, so terrified he nearly wet himself.
The others could not withstand such a horrifying scene either. They could only crouch down and hug their heads, as if that motion could somehow ease the fear in their hearts.
"You bastard! Get lost! If you want to die, don't drag me down with you!" Xiao Yunfei cursed furiously. "Do you know how much my life is worth?!"
Anger and despair filled the entire teahouse, but no matter what they did, they could not stop the fact that a huge mass of zombies had already crowded before the teahouse entrance.
Death was so close.
At that moment, Chu Han suddenly burst forward. He was even faster than before, his entire body filled with explosive power, like a mighty cheetah!
Whoosh!
His body left behind an afterimage as he easily shook off the zombies about to grab him. With one sprint, Chu Han reached the entrance of the public toilet. Then his feet stomped one after the other—
Smack! Smack!
They landed perfectly against the wall, and he used the force to propel himself upward!
Whoosh! He leaped up!
Then, with a roll of his body, he landed atop the public toilet roof!
He had climbed straight up there—or rather, leaped?
Because he had not used his hands at all. His hands still gripped the axe tightly, never letting go.
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