I Want to Stay in Your Car

It was 11 PM, eleven hours after the apocalypse began.

Everywhere had fallen into panic. In the darkness, the roars of zombies grew clearer. Countless zombies broke through windows or weak doors and came out onto the streets, sniffing for the scent of humans and biting anyone they saw!

The city had fallen, streets were blocked, and communications were paralyzed.

Helplessness, confusion, despair.

On the highway, Chu Han led the way in his G55, with a sedan closely following behind. The entire highway was dark; the power system had failed long ago, rendering the streetlights, which the country had spent a fortune on, completely useless.

Fortunately, they had left early. Besides a few cars tilted at odd angles, there weren't many zombies on the highway. Occasionally, a few would appear, only to be run over and killed by Chu Han.

"Brother Chu," Chen Pangzi, sitting beside him, suddenly spoke, his voice trembling. "Do we have air conditioning? Wind keeps blowing in from the back window, and I'm cold."

Although it was early July, the temperature had dropped bizarrely after the apocalypse. The weather was indeed cold now, but not to the point of winter.

Chu Han glanced at Chen Shaoye's long sleeves and pants, and his layers of fat. He was utterly speechless with the fatty. He even doubted if there were two people in the world with the exact same name and appearance. Otherwise, how could Chen Shaoye, with his frail physique, have achieved the formidable combat power of ranking twenty nationally in his previous life?

After all, ten years into the apocalypse, experts were emerging one after another. In his previous life, Chu Han's combat power could only be ranked outside the top million. Even so, his physical fitness had reached a terrifying level, and he wasn't afraid of Tier 3 or Tier 4 zombies.

As for Chen Shaoye, who ranked twentieth, Chu Han could hardly imagine what kind of existence he was. But the Chen Shaoye of today was truly weak as hell!

Crackle, crackle.

He fiddled with the car's audio system. As expected, it was all static. However, this was also good news; it at least proved that the radio stations were being repaired. Otherwise, there wouldn't even be static.

Seeing that Chu Han was ignoring him, Chen Pangzi didn't dare to speak again and could only curl up in his seat, trying to minimize his presence.

"Chu Han, we haven't encountered many cars in this area. How about we rest here for the night?" Zhang Ziyu's voice came through the walkie-talkie.

The walkie-talkie was provided by Fan Wei, a man of exceptionally few words who had been silently driving all the way.

Chu Han glanced at the surroundings. It was pitch black, and he couldn't tell if there was any danger nearby. In reality, it didn't matter where they rested, as danger was omnipresent. Besides, they had been driving for several hours and definitely needed a break.

"Okay, stop."

Both cars turned off their engines simultaneously and stopped quietly by the roadside. Stopping and turning off the engines was both to save fuel and because the sound of the cars could attract zombies.

There wasn't a sound on the road, not a speck of light. The endless darkness inexplicably stirred a sense of fear in their hearts.

Gulp! Chen Shaoye swallowed hard, nervously shrinking in his seat, not even daring to turn his head. Suddenly, a hand patted his shoulder.

"Ah!!!" Chen Shaoye let out a heart-wrenching scream.

"Damn it!" Chu Han was going crazy. "What are you freaking out about?!"

"No, it's not that," Chen Shaoye stammered, utterly terrified and covered in cold sweat. "Brother Chu, you scared me."

"What a wimp!" Chu Han cursed. "Hurry up and get out of the car."

"Huh? Get out? Why do I have to get out? Can't I just stay here?" Chen Shaoye asked nervously.

Chu Han paused, his hand gripping the axe, and turned back with a strange look. "Don't you need to pee or poop? You've been holding it in this whole time."

This fatty had been eating non-stop since getting in the car. Even with a great digestive system, he should need to relieve himself.

Chen Shaoye mumbled in response, "I, I can keep holding it."

Chu Han was completely speechless. This fatty was truly something else!

"Brother Chu, I don't want to get out!" Chen Shaoye was on the verge of tears. "I'm scared, it's too dark, and I'm afraid of zombies."

Chu Han's face darkened. He walked around to the passenger side, axe in hand, opened the door, and dragged the fatty out. "Hurry up and take care of it. From now on, you might not even have the chance when you want to go."

In the apocalypse, they were constantly in danger, and basic physiological needs often couldn't be met promptly. Now that the apocalypse had just begun, the opportunity to casually stop and pee was actually quite rare.

Chen Shaoye had wanted to continue clinging to his seat, but upon seeing the axe in Chu Han's right hand, glinting in the moonlight, its blackened blood constantly stimulating his psychological defenses, Chen Shaoye suddenly lost all awareness. He stumbled out of the car, ran to the roadside ahead, unbuckled his pants, and began to relieve himself...

He suddenly felt that this person in front of him was more terrifying than zombies.

From the sedan behind, Zhang Ziyu, Fan Wei, and Gu Xiaotong got out one after another. By this time, Chu Han had already finished his business at his fastest, standing by the G55 with his axe, on guard.

Zhang Ziyu and Fan Wei walked towards Chen Shaoye. In this pitch-black night, it was better to stick together, at least that's what everyone thought psychologically.

For some reason, Gu Xiaotong also tiptoed over to Chu Han's side, inadvertently revealing her fair and delicate collarbone.

Chu Han's grip on the axe tightened subtly, his eyes showing no emotional fluctuation. He spoke calmly, "What is it?"

"I need to go to the restroom. Accompany me and stand guard for me," Gu Xiaotong said in a very small voice, but her expression was one of entitlement.

In her opinion, although she hadn't said much about Chu Han's rough behavior earlier, Chu Han should apologize to her and fulfill her requests. She glanced at Chu Han secretly and suddenly felt that this person was better than Zhang Ziyu. At least he wasn't afraid of zombies.

Chu Han's lips curled stiffly. "They're all right there. You're afraid with three big men?"

"But they're men!" Gu Xiaotong said somewhat anxiously. "I'm a woman, how can I, how can I go to the restroom with them?"

The apocalypse had only just begun ten hours ago, and normal women still cared about such matters. However, it wouldn't be long before everyone lost these inhibitions. The social customs even became extremely liberal overnight, with many women becoming "comfort women" for survivor teams just to get enough to eat.

"I'm a man too," Chu Han refused subtly. He couldn't leave a carload of food, and more importantly, he didn't trust anyone.

Gu Xiaotong was suddenly choked, and then her face turned bright red. You wish! She didn't want you to accompany her to the restroom; she wanted you to stand guard!

Chu Han, however, paid no mind to Gu Xiaotong's thoughts. He frowned, sensing the air in the darkness, and suddenly felt a bit cold.

Taking a deep breath, Gu Xiaotong didn't dare to say too much because she saw that Chu Han's hand had never loosened its grip on the axe. Chu Han was no longer the bumpkin she used to look down on; he was someone who could casually chop down zombies, even run over dozens of them without batting an eye.

She decided to press her advantage, even pulling at her collar as if she were hot, revealing her fair and delicate collarbone. "Zhang Ziyu and I have broken up. He's too irresponsible. Can I stay in your car to rest tonight?"