Giant Zombie

Night.

A two-story auto repair shop.

A man stood in front of a second-floor window, holding a crossbow. With a whoosh, an arrow pierced the head of the zombie wandering outside the door.

"Nice."

The man wore a baseball cap. His name was Xu Zeyang.

He was an amateur marksman. In his spare time, he liked to shoot bows and crossbows at a private shooting club. He was nowhere near professional, but he was still much better than an average person.

Two zombies were wandering outside the door.

They were a little too close.

He loaded another arrow, aimed at the remaining zombie, and lined up its head.

Biu!

Thwack!

Another arrow pierced the zombie's head perfectly. Black blood sprayed into the darkness.

"Done. Two little zombies, easy as pie." Xu Zeyang tipped up his baseball cap and turned to the other three people inside. "We've cleared out most of the zombies wandering the nearby streets, but the ones inside the shops are hard to deal with."

They had been holed up here for some time. It was their base.

Fighting zombies at close range was extremely dangerous. One small mistake, and a zombie could knock you to the ground.

That was why ranged fighters like him, armed with bows and arrows, were in demand. Clearing the surrounding zombies was as easy as firing an arrow—biu, one down.

"We'll leave those alone for now," said Old Mao, whose hair was thinning.

The first floor of his place was used to park the Steel Beast; the second was where they lived.

"I've rationed the food. It should last about seven more days. We're okay on water for now. The Water Treatment Plant hasn't shut off the supply yet. Under normal circumstances, it should've stopped by now, so I think someone might still be at the plant," said a short-haired woman.

They didn't dare move around carelessly. There were far more zombies in Huang City than they'd expected.

The zombies wandering the streets weren't the most frightening ones. What scared them most were the zombies hiding inside shops when they went looking for supplies.

They were fast and strong.

They had very little room to maneuver, and Xu Zeyang wasn't skilled enough to land a headshot every time when things got chaotic.

You could cut off a zombie's head with a knife, but it was extremely difficult. One slight miscalculation, and the outcome was obvious.

So looking for supplies was basically risking your life.

Even with guns, they didn't dare fire them casually. The noise was too loud and could easily draw a massive horde. Once surrounded, they'd be doomed.

They'd seen some survivors during this time.

They were crazy.

Every last one of them had gone mad.

They'd become utterly desperate just to stay alive. They'd also run into a group of thugs who preyed on others, stealing supplies people had managed to find and even killing them for it.

It wasn't that Huang City had run out of supplies.

The problem was that places with supplies were usually dangerous. Everyone had lived in the modern world, so their physical abilities were nowhere near as strong as they might have imagined. Even one zombie was hard to handle.

But stealing from other people was much easier.

Women had it especially bad. Many people gave in to their beastly urges and abused women. Even if the women fought back, it made no difference. In this lawless apocalypse, who was going to stop them?

Of course, some women had no choice but to rely on men. They could only put up with whatever their partners did and hope to find someone who could protect them.

Suddenly.

A loud boom rang out.

The four of them turned pale with fright. They hurried to the window and crouched down, peeking out to see what was happening.

They saw the explosion's flash coming from a building not far away.

They knew there were six thugs holed up in that building. They'd encountered them before, and could tell from their eyes that they were a dangerous bunch. Fortunately, the Steel Beast and the zombies around them had kept the thugs from openly making a move against them.

"What happened?"

"No idea, but it can't be anything good. With a noise that loud, I bet it'll draw all the zombies nearby."

Roar!

Roar!

The sound of shattering glass rang out.

Zombies surged from the darkness in every direction.

Xu Zeyang turned deathly pale.

"This is some serious crap! Who the hell was stupid enough to make all that noise? Look at the dark streets. There are zombies everywhere!"

The short-haired woman furrowed her brow. "It must've been them. With an explosion like that, I bet it was a gas leak."

"This..."

Everyone fell silent. What kind of zombie could have forced them into doing something so stupid?

People who had survived this long and still went out of their way to make trouble for others had already learned how to adapt to the apocalypse.

They definitely knew how to avoid zombies. There was no way they'd deliberately provoke them.

While they were talking, a deafening roar rang out.

"Ah... help! Somebody, help me!"

"Fuck! What kind of monster is that? How can this be happening?"

Several figures emerged from a dark alley.

A man at the back looked terrified. Before he could react, a giant zombie appeared behind him, a full two meters tall. It slapped him against a wall.

His head slammed into the wall.

Splurt!

His head burst apart, splattering blood across the wall.

A giant zombie had appeared.

It was massive, with shoulders that rose high, as if two balls of flesh had been packed into them. Its arms and legs were thick and corded with black veins. It looked terrifying and had tremendous strength and explosive power.

Chen Fei was in the lead. Who could've imagined they'd run into a monster like this? Ever since the apocalypse began, his initial nervousness had quickly given way to a sense of ease.

He'd even started to feel a little excited.

For someone like him, a lawless world was paradise. On the second day of the apocalypse, he'd killed his upstairs neighbor. There was no particular reason—back when the world was peaceful, Chen Fei had been drinking and making a racket at home. The neighbor had called the police because he was still making noise at one or two in the morning.

Chen Fei had held a grudge, and he'd wanted to take it out on him.

Now that the apocalypse had come, there was no law to restrain him.

He could do whatever he wanted.

Later, he'd gathered five others like himself and started running wild in the apocalypse. Apart from having to avoid zombies, he enjoyed everything about it.

During the day, they'd grabbed a woman. The six of them had planned to have some fun that night, but who could've guessed she'd dare to fight back? They were afraid of killing her and ruining their fun, so they hadn't beaten her too badly.

The woman had screamed, attracting zombies—and even a zombie none of them had ever seen before.

One look told them it was not to be trifled with. No ordinary door could withstand its attacks.

He looked back.

The zombie was treating his companions like tofu, casually slapping them around and even throwing them into the horde. The sight made him tremble with fear.

He didn't know if he could survive.

But whether he could or not, even if there was only a one-percent chance, he had to try. There was another group up ahead. If he could lead the zombie there and make them draw its attention...

Maybe he'd have the tiniest chance.

With that thought, he gathered all his strength, as if an unfamiliar power had surged through him. His legs pumped like an engine as he charged toward them.

Thump!

A zombie rushed out and knocked him to the ground.

"I'm done for."

That was Chen Fei's last thought as he fell.