Is this human?

Chu Han gripped his iron axe, his footsteps flying as he weaved through the foul-smelling street. He wasn't particularly bothered by the terrible environment; it was nothing compared to what he'd experienced in his past life.

He wasn't sure where the airdrop package was, but when the country sent people to deliver them, they would consciously choose places with residents and fewer zombies. Such conditions were very limited. Based on his past life's experience, Chu Han had narrowed it down to this street as the most likely location!

There were many residential buildings here. Although there were many zombies, there were also relatively more survivors. The stench from the toilets could also mask some scents, resulting in several times fewer zombies on this street compared to others.

The apocalypse wasn't caused by humans or bioweapons; no one knew the reason for it. The instantaneous change had overturned the entire world. Every country's government had prioritized rescue and recovery from the start, although the concept of "country" would gradually fade in later generations.

Regardless, China had made the most correct decision: large-scale airdrops. The food and medicine in the packages were secondary; the guns and ammunition distributed in batches were the most crucial.

To deliver this massive quantity of airdrop packages, the army had mobilized almost entirely. It was important to remember that at least 70% of the soldiers had also turned into zombies.

This had nothing to do with physical fitness; it was nature's choice, the survival of the fittest in a changing era.

Based on the information Chu Han knew from his past life alone, the moment the apocalypse broke out, over a dozen small countries were instantly wiped out. Afterwards, half of them gradually disappeared, leaving only a few major powers struggling to survive. China was one of them.

The drastic reduction in the army's numbers meant the country couldn't mobilize enough troops to save everyone. The airdrop packages were the greatest help they could provide, allowing more people to survive.

China's population of over a billion had shrunk several times over in an instant when the apocalypse struck. In the post-apocalyptic world, population was the most important capital. Only by staying alive did one have the right to talk about the future, and the courage to speak of "rebuilding homes."

Chu Han moved quickly, leaving the zombies on the street far behind. He allowed the living dead to smell his enticing, fresh scent but prevented them from reaching him. He ran at full speed, utilizing various environmental advantages to search.

But where was that airdrop package?

He had already run back and forth on this street several times, meticulously searching every corner, but he hadn't found it!

The four people who had been cautiously observing from the tea house had now gathered by the window, concealing themselves behind the curtains. Through the window, and with Chu Han being such a conspicuous target, the mindless zombies outside wouldn't notice anyone here.

"What is this guy trying to do?" Xiao Yunfei whispered, frowning.

He could obviously see that Chu Han's skills were excellent. Ordinary people couldn't possibly run back and forth so many times at such high speeds. Moreover, every time he passed by, he noticed Chu Han's speed hadn't decreased at all.

"Is this guy brain-dead?" Another person's expression was grim, his tone quite displeased. "By causing such a huge commotion, isn't he just going to attract all the zombies?"

Xiao Yunfei's expression also changed upon hearing this. The number of zombies was indeed increasing, and many zombies had sensed the activity here, transferring over from other streets. In just this short while, their numbers had exceeded a hundred.

"If this continues, what are we going to do?" someone began to feel threatened.

"This lunatic!" Xiao Yunfei glared fiercely at Chu Han's figure. He really wanted to break this person's legs. Why was he running? If he had to run, why here? Was he exercising or something?

But he could only think like that; there was nothing else he could do. With so many zombies gathered, let alone going out to stop Chu Han, even making the slightest sound was dangerous.

It would be equivalent to throwing his life away!

Just as all four were losing patience and starting to curse Chu Han under their breath, wishing he would just die—

Chu Han's footsteps suddenly stopped. His eyes lit up, and he fixed his gaze on the roof of the toilet building.

The roof of the public toilet should have been covered by green foliage. The two large trees next to it had long, thick branches. But due to the sudden onset of the apocalypse, many plants couldn't withstand it and withered overnight, all their leaves falling off, leaving only bare trunks.

The roof of the public toilet was like this now, covered in withered yellow leaves piled up in a thick layer. Amidst the sea of withered yellow, a camouflage package was faintly visible, hard to spot but not impossible to find.

A smile spread across Chu Han's lips. He'd found it!

He understood the reason why they had dropped the airdrop package here. From this angle, the survivors in the residential building opposite the public toilet could easily spot it.

"Damn it!" One of the four people in the tea house couldn't help but curse out loud. "Why did he stop so suddenly, and why right here!"

The public toilet and the tea house faced each other directly. Who knew what the owner of this tea house was thinking when they decided to open their shop in this location.

At this moment, due to Chu Han's sudden stop, the pursuing horde of zombies was getting closer and closer. They swarmed towards the direction of the tea house, their numbers vast, their roars deafening. On this street, devoid of any sound other than the growls of zombies, it was exceptionally clear and terrifying, shaking the very floors as if the building itself trembled slightly.

The zombie horde wasn't just a few; it was truly hundreds!

"We're finished! We're finished!" One person in the tea house suddenly collapsed to the ground, so terrified they almost lost control of themselves.

The others couldn't withstand such a terrifying scene either, only able to crouch down and cover their heads, as if this action could alleviate their inner fear.

"You scumbag! Get lost! If you want to die, don't drag me down with you!" Xiao Yunfei cursed. "Do you know how much my life is worth!"

Anger and despair filled the entire tea house. But no matter what they did, they couldn't stop the fact that a large number of zombies were already crowding the entrance of the tea house.

Death, so close.

And at this moment, Chu Han suddenly sprinted forward. His speed was even faster than before, his entire body filled with a powerful burst of energy, like a majestic leopard!

Swish!

His figure left a blur as he easily evaded the zombies about to grab him. Chu Han charged straight to the front of the public toilet. Then, he stomped his feet forward and backward—

Crack! Crack!

He accurately stepped on the wall and then used the leverage to push himself upwards!

Swish! He leaped up!

Immediately after, he rolled his body and landed on top of the public toilet!

He had actually climbed up, or rather—flown up?

Because he hadn't used his hands at all. His hands were still tightly gripping the axe, never letting go.

Thanks to the little beauty Meng Douzi for the reward and everyone for the recommendation tickets! Mwah!!