"No! You can't! Those were cuts from glass, not caused by zombies!" the man shouted.
But Xiao Yunfei and the other two remained unmoved. They stared him down as they advanced step by step, vaguely surrounding him. Their weapons were gripped tightly, angled in an unmistakably aggressive manner.
The looks in their eyes were deeply unsettling, a madness bursting with hunger. One of them even licked his lips and swallowed hard.
They said human flesh was delicious?
Terror sent an icy chill up from the soles of his feet. These people had gone insane!
The man suddenly turned around and ran desperately in a random direction. He understood the emotions in their eyes—they craved food with extreme hunger. These people had truly been driven mad by starvation. They actually wanted to find an excuse to eat him!
Eating people—how was that any different from zombies?
He trembled all over in terror. The will to survive made him incredibly fast, and he ran forward like a madman. Even a zombie standing not far ahead could not stop his charge.
People were more terrifying than zombies.
"Kill him!" Xiao Yunfei shouted as he strode forward.
The three chased after the man, weapons clutched tightly in their hands, like butchers pursuing a fat pig. That pig's meat was fresh and fragrant, delicious even steamed plain without any seasoning.
Xiao Yunfei's heart hardened. Besieged by rage and hunger, he no longer knew what morality was. He only knew that he was starving and wanted a full meal. Whether it was human flesh or anything else, as long as it filled his stomach, nothing was off-limits.
Hunger forced people's moral boundaries lower and lower. Eating human flesh was nothing unusual in the apocalypse; after all, few people could withstand the urges born of extreme starvation.
It was instinct.
Xiao Yunfei did not think he had done anything wrong. He believed that anyone in his current state would make the same choice: eat their companions and survive themselves.
It was no different from what he had done in the business world before. The only difference was that back then, it had been for money and power. This time, it was more direct—for food, for survival.
Human flesh was still flesh. What was there not to eat? It was already the apocalypse. Could anything be worse than this? People were food too. He had nearly forgotten that.
Damn it, he should have thought of it long ago. Then he would not have gone hungry for so many days!
First, he would fill his stomach. Then he would find that man with the gun and axe and talk him into taking him to Stone City.
The man ahead ran faster and faster, nearly outrunning the three of them. For some reason, he suddenly turned sharply and dashed toward a small hotel. Its swaying sign bore four large words: "Morning Light Hotel."
There were rooms in the hotel. He had to hide. He absolutely could not be eaten!
The man was lucky. The first door he tried was not locked. Inside was an ordinary room—no zombies, no people. He was safe.
He rushed inside and slammed the door shut with a bang, then desperately began dragging a table over, trying to brace it against the door.
The three behind him followed close behind, instinctively trailing the man all the way upstairs. Eagerly pursuing their "food," they failed to notice that three people lay collapsed outside a door deep in the dim corridor, one of them a woman slowly waking up.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The three pounded desperately on the door, punching, kicking, and throwing their weight against it. Food was inside. They wanted to eat!
Xiao Yunfei suddenly glanced at the fire axe in his hand. He had taken it from a dead man. A gleam flashed in his eyes as he abruptly raised the axe high with his right hand and brought it down viciously on the wooden door!
Crack!
The heavy fire axe chopped down and lodged in the wooden door.
Xiao Yunfei's movements were crude. Driven by hunger, all traces of refinement had vanished. He braced one foot against the door and yanked the fire axe out with both hands. His brutal, direct movements revealed the impatience deep in his heart.
The axe was pulled out and hacked down again and again. Xiao Yunfei struck over and over until the door was left in ruins, terrifying impacts booming through the entire second-floor corridor.
Crack—
After who knew how long, the door finally collapsed. The three rushed inside.
The sounds of hacking immediately rang out, accompanied by the man's unending screams. The scene inside the room was even more violent and crazed than zombies feeding. The man was already dead, his body chopped into eight pieces. Xiao Yunfei and the others gathered around him, drenched in blood as they picked through his body parts, considering where to eat first.
Shang Jiudi, who had witnessed everything in the corridor, gripped her gun tightly, its muzzle unwaveringly aimed at the end of the hallway. Having never experienced hunger, she did not understand why the three had pursued that man so desperately. Had he been bitten by a zombie?
Chu Han dumped Jia Chunjie's body as far away as possible, inevitably leaving bloodstains along the way. He then spent some time changing his clothes, raided a convenience store for food, and only after finishing all that did he take another route back.
He went directly upstairs via the rear staircase. Just as he was about to cross the corridor, Chu Han suddenly stopped.
The door beside him had been intact when he left, but now it had been completely torn off. Though the room had clearly been cleaned, the smell of blood remained strong. Ahead came the voices of Shang Jiudi, Chen Shaoye, and Eighteen from a room, along with the conversation of several unfamiliar people.
Chu Han frowned and silently entered the room beside him. After sweeping his gaze across it, he walked into the bathroom.
The bathtub was filled with chunks of flesh. All the blood had drained away. Terror still filled the expression on the man's severed head. Several drops of water fell from the faucet, mixed with streaks of blood as they flowed down the drain.
Chu Han slowly crouched down and examined the remains carefully. His gaze lingered for a long time on the patch of missing skin on the man's arm. He could vaguely make out that it was a bite mark. A piece of flesh had been torn off there, but this bite mark definitely was not from a zombie!
He frowned, his fierce gaze fixed on the room where his three companions were.
Chu Han stood and left the room. Since it had already been cleaned up, this trace of blood would not be enough to attract the zombies outside. But he dearly wanted to know what had happened here while he was gone.
"Thank you for the food. It really helped me greatly. I, Xiao Yunfei, will definitely remember your kindness! Oh, right, are you going to Stone City? If so, how about we travel together? More people on the road means greater safety. Besides, I know the people in the Stone City military district well. Once we get there, I can repay you properly and make things easier for you."
Before he even approached, Chu Han heard a man speaking in a refined voice, his tone courteous and polite.
Xiao Yunfei?
A fierce glint flashed through Chu Han's eyes, and he suddenly quickened his pace as he entered.
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