A Dead City with No Return

Chu Han secretly observed Shang Jiudi through the rearview mirror. She reclined against the back seat, her eyes slightly narrowed, looking both languidly alluring and imperiously calm. All of a sudden, Chu Han thought she resembled an animal—a cat.

No wonder!

No wonder this woman's loyalty never increased. She was probably more of a caretaker figure for Luo Xiaoxiao. The long-term indoctrination she had received meant that her only belief was loyalty to the nation. It truly would not be easy to make a woman like her feel anything else toward another person. Forget loyalty—even earning her favor would be difficult.

Looking at it this way, Chu Han having already obtained 50% loyalty from Shang Jiudi was practically heaven-defying.

Shifting his gaze away from Shang Jiudi, Chu Han looked at Luo Xiaoxiao, who had not woken up from beginning to end. The little girl slept soundly, occasionally mumbling a sentence or two in her dreams. In this apocalypse where humanity had been extinguished, she seemed like a ray of sunlight that brought an inexplicable warmth to one's heart.

Even Chu Han himself had not expected to encounter Luo Xiaoxiao by such coincidence. At first, he had merely found the girl interesting. She was loyal to him without being spoiled, and he could slowly cultivate her into a capable subordinate.

The true identity of this girl, who held 60% loyalty toward Chu Han, was an utterly unexpected delight!

Considering Luo Xiaoxiao's standing in that person's heart, as long as their group could safely deliver her to any military district base, they would never have to worry about food or clothing for the rest of their lives.

The fates of two women who had died in his previous life had been completely rewritten in this one. Their appearance gave Chu Han an ambitious idea.

Chu Han felt like a prophet. Especially after suddenly realizing that the information he knew was sometimes worth far more than he had previously believed, this was no longer merely about survival.

He could gain more. He could even claim a place for himself in this apocalypse where everything had been reset to zero.

"You said—" Chu Han's voice carried a trace of temptation as he glanced at Shang Jiudi in the back seat. "You're going to Tong City to pick someone up?"

"Didn't you say you were going to sleep?" Shang Jiudi gave him an odd look before quietly replying, "Yes, we're going to find a companion."

A companion?

Chu Han's heart skipped a beat, and anticipation rose within him. This so-called companion was important enough for Shang Jiudi to pick up despite Luo Xiaoxiao's safety being at risk. Could this person possibly have an even greater background than Luo Xiaoxiao?

The corners of Chu Han's lips curled up. Whatever their identity, he would max out all of their loyalty when the time came!

With these people backing him, would he not be able to swagger through every military district base in the future?

Chu Han's group had abundant supplies: four assault rifles and one handgun. Everyone could have a gun, with an extra small one left over as a spare. Three of the guns even had silencers. Their ammunition was not exactly plentiful, but it was enough to last until they found the next airdrop package.

As for food, one only had to look at Chen Shaoye's fat face and the way he never stopped eating to know that the four of them had been living quite comfortably.

Three days later.

The G55 stopped at the entrance to Tong City. The road stretched beyond sight. The withered trees on both sides were tall yet desolate, their yellowed forms like two rows of greeters welcoming them into hell, their dry trunks rustling as they said to Chu Han and the others, "Welcome."

Welcome to hell. Welcome to your deaths.

Beside the highway stood a billboard reading, "Welcome to Tong City." The celebrity in the photo was beautiful, with gleaming white teeth. It was just unknown whether people still had the means to brush their teeth every day.

Standing beside the G55's towering body, Chu Han wore a serious expression for the first time. He had never come to Tong City in his previous life, but he had heard some rumors about it. Though those rumors had all been exaggerated, they were not without basis.

Legend had it that those who entered Tong City were either eaten or turned into zombies.

This was a dead city with no return.

In his previous life, Chu Han could not remember whether it had been around this same time. Too much time had passed. But he remembered that the survivors from Mingqiu University had split into two groups. One headed straight for Stone City, and Chu Han had been among them. The other group was in better condition and was not in such a hurry during the apocalypse, so they chose to settle here temporarily and loot some supplies.

Yet after that, Chu Han never encountered them again. For a full ten years, they vanished without a trace.

Had they died?

What exactly had happened here in his previous life?

"Check your equipment." Chu Han concealed the doubt in his eyes and calmly gave the order.

They needed to prepare before entering the city. Tong City was not a small town like Ange Town; this city had a population of three million!

Three million was a terrifying number anywhere, much less when at least 80% of those people had turned into zombies. If those zombies suddenly formed a horde, the danger would be utterly unimaginable!

No one knew what was hidden in this city, whether the zombies were scattered or gathered together, or how many people were still alive.

It was a mystery. Cities were always the most dangerous places.

Though Chu Han preferred to call them ancient cities left behind by the age of civilization.

Everyone carried out their duties. Chen Shaoye packed food in the trunk, Shang Jiudi checked the guns and ammunition, and Eighteen ate jelly while looking around and playing nearby.

Chu Han, meanwhile, checked the Reforging System. His Points had already exceeded 400. It would not be long before he could choose a talent to advance, but now that the moment had arrived, he found himself unable to decide.

Points were limited, there were several talents, and each required a different number of Points to unlock.

You could not have both fish and bear's paw.

Glancing at Chen Shaoye beside him, who was holding a gun and had been scolded several times by Shang Jiudi for his improper stance, Chu Han frowned deeply. Chen Shaoye did not know how to use a gun at all. He was a complete beginner, vastly different from the god-tier sniper Chu Han remembered.

The team had to have a sniper. This was not obvious in the early stages, but once the zombies began their second and even third evolutions, the importance of a sniper would become glaringly apparent!

Chu Han focused on the Reforging System. Among the talents was one called Precision, but it required more Points to unlock than any of the others. Unlocking it alone cost 800 Points, and he had no idea how many Points its later upgrades would require.

Precision Talent was not limited to aiming firearms; it could be applied to any weapon. That was why Chu Han had initially taken a liking to it. If every strike could hit a vital point, it would indeed save a great deal of effort.

He could not place all his hopes on Chen Shaoye. It was better to be prepared.

But the requirement of a full 800 Points was truly a pain in the ass!

"Boss." Chen Shaoye suddenly walked over, the fat on his plump, somewhat comical face jiggling three times. "Are we going into the city now?"

Chu Han raised his head and looked at the oppressive city entrance ahead, his voice incomparably firm. "We're entering the city now."

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