Apocalypse Meltdown

Chu Han’s expression was a mask as the zombies approached him. He flexed the fingers on his right hand and gripped the axe firmly. The weight of an axe in his right hand was a familiar feeling; in his past life, he had often wielded an axe one-handed to hew down countless zombies.

The two zombies rushed at him in tandem, baring their sharp teeth and hissing furiously. They wanted sink their teeth into Chu Han’s flesh, tear his body into pieces, and feast on his still-warm organs.

"Run!!" Zhang Ziyu shouted loudly, unable to bear the situation any longer.

Chu Han’s figure was as straight as a spear. When the two zombies were less than a meter away from him, he extended his right foot while simultaneously raising his axe. His right foot sent one zombie flying, and he brought his axe down upon the head of the other zombie in a vicious arc.

*Bang!*

His axe moved swiftly and struck cleanly. Chu Han targeted the zombie’s head, which was the most vulnerable part of the zombie. The zombie’s skull was shattered by the impact of the blow.

Pus spurted out the zombie’s brain onto Chu Han’s face, and a few scraps of decaying flesh flew into his mouth. Two eyeballs popped out of the zombie’s sockets and rolled on the ground.

At this moment, the zombie that was kicked down by Chu Han clawed itself back up and rushed at him, roaring in rage. It felt no sadness whatsoever at the death of its comrade.

*Puff!* Chu Han spat out the rotten flesh and raised his axe.

He cut down the remaining zombie with a powerful swing which shattered its skull. From the beginning to the end, he did not let go of the refueling nozzle. His axe was coated with brain matter and dark blood, which trickled down onto the floor drop by drop.

The fleeing Zhang Ziyu was flabbergasted when he looked back. He saw Chu Han covered with dark zombie blood. Two zombie corpses were sprawled by his feet, their mouths open and skulls broken.

This disgusting and scary scene filled him with courage. This seemingly nondescript and humble kid had become so fierce; Zhang Ziyu was at a loss as for what to do.

Chu Han killed two zombies with one hand while the other hand was still refueling the vehicle!

Zhang Ziyu unconsciously glanced at the revolting scene on the ground again. A mixture of blood and pus were flowing out of the zombies’ shattered skulls, and Chu Han’s face was also stained with dark blood.

*Blergh—*

Zhang Ziyu suddenly vomited.

Chu Han glanced at him emotionlessly, keeping vigilant while continuing to refuel the G55. He looked around, confirming the area’s safety.

"Don’t open the door! Do not open the door! Ahhhh!" Gu Xiaotong’s screamed from somewhere nearby.

Fan Wei opened the door, and there was an iron stick in his hand. He stopped in his tracks, and Gu Xiaotong’s shouting died down as they saw the situation outside.

The zombies were dead.

Fan Wei’s eyes were filled with fear as he stared at Chu Han, who remained motionless, his axe in one hand and the petrol nozzle in the other.

‘Was this guy still a human? How strong must someone’s mental strength be to remain so calm in this situation?!’ Fan Wei thought with alarm.

Gu Xiaotong was frozen solid, and she looked at Chu Han with a complicated gaze. Although she didn’t witness Chu Han killing the zombies, she knew that the zombies were dead and Chu Han had emerged unscathed from the conflict.

Chu Han removed the nozzle at this moment. The vehicle was finally refueled. He turned back and looked around. His bloodstained and dirty face was expressionless. There was still space in his vehicle, so he decided to stock up on food from the store.

Zhang Ziyu ran up to him. "Where… where are you going?"

He had decided to follow Chu Han at any cost!

Chu Han furrowed his brows.

"To my parents," he answered.

Finding his parents was the Chu Han’s primary goal for this expedition. Some would attempt to find their lovers, and others decided to survive alone, but there were only a few people who chose to pick up their parents from a distant place. They had just passed the rebellious phase at this age and didn’t have any sense of filial piety.

Besides, traveling alone wouldn’t necessarily guarantee their safety if they faced danger.

Chu Han, however, was determined to pick up his parents. After all, no real man would abandon their parents in such a dangerous world!

"Can you take me away?" Zhang Ziyu asked. "Your home is in Anluo City, and you will pass by Shi City. I wish to go to Shi City!"

Zhang Ziyu’s heart was on the verge of collapsing. He hadn’t realized that Chu Han was so outstanding in the past. His usage of the axe was calm and efficient. He had managed to kill two zombies with two swings, which scared him.

"We have a car and will not trouble you," Fan Wei added.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Zhang Ziyu nodded; he didn’t dare speak to Chu Han with his previous attitude.

Chu Han frowned. He didn’t mind if they had a car, but taking them along in G55 would be troublesome. However, going through Shi City was the only way to Anluo City, and both the supply of food and their chances of survival would be doubled with two cars.

"Okay," Chu Han said, "but first we should take a lot more food from the store."

"Great!" Zhang Ziyu and Fan Wei took action immediately.

Chu Han entered the store, holding his axe with his right hand. He scanned around and entered the warehouse upon confirming it was safe. He had no time to tidy things up outside.

Chu Han ignored Gu Xiaotong as he walked past her, even though she looked at him with complicated eyes.

Chu Han paid no heed to the fat guy scoffing food in the corner.

Chu Han had trained his mind to the peak in those ten years. He thought that the fat man was helpless; this guy would die in this chaotic world.

Boxes and boxes of food were carried over to the G55. Chu Han indicated for Zhang Ziyu and Fang Wei to stop once the G55 was full. Gu Xiaotong walked over to the car, which infuriated Zhang Ziyu, causing him to berate her angrily.

When they were almost ready to leave, Zhang Ziyu sauntered over to the fat man crying in the corner. He kicked the fatty’s face and shouted, "Get away, trash. Don’t block my way."

The fat guy cried loudly when he was kicked. He raised his head and looked at Zhang Ziyu fearfully. He was still sniffling and sobbing when Chu Han passed by him on his way to the exit. The fatty was eating while crying. He had already gone through five packs of salty duck and 20 ham sausages and still showed no signs of stopping.

Chu Han was shocked when the fat guy raised his head to show his pudgy face.

‘Surely such a coincidence isn’t possible…’ Chu Han was overcome with disbelief.

The fatty’s face was similar to a meatball. He had a mole with a single hair on the left side of his lower lip. Although Chu Han couldn’t see it clearly, it had left a deep impression on him as it was so characteristic.

"What’s your name?" Chu Han asked hesitantly. He wasn’t sure whether this guy was the person that he had known. Crying like a baby was definitely not that person’s style.

"I am Chen Shaoye," the fat guy replied in a quivering voice.

"What the fuck!? ‘Your majesty’!? All I see is a retard!!" Zhang Ziyu swore loudly and tried to kick the fatty. The fat guy was clearly frightened; he retreated frantically and barely managed to dodge Zhang Ziyu’s kick.

Chu Han’s mouth twitched. ‘Hahaha… Chen Shaoye.’

This fatty was the miraculous sniper, Chen Shaoye. He could stir up trouble anytime with his ability which ranked among the top 20 in Chu Han’s previous life.

This guy was Chen Shaoye. Chen was his family name and Shaoye was his given name.

But Chu Han had no idea Chen Shaoye was a piece of trash at the start of the eschatology. Compared to Chu Han’s rebirth, Chen Shaoye’s incredible transformation was more spectacular. After all, Chen Shaoye’s name was known by everyone. Although he was ranked 20th in overall fighting power, several excellent people who were ranked in the top ten wouldn’t dare to fight him.

This was because Chen Shaoye’s accuracy was incredible. If he claimed his sniping skills were ranked second, nobody would dare claim first place. He was a so-called crack-shot. No one could get closer than ten meters to him.

Like Chu Han, most common people who didn’t possess supernatural power were only given common guns. Chen Shaoye, however, was a special case. He was granted a special privilege as the high-force weapons which couldn’t even be seen by the masses were only toys to him.

Who could fight against him? Hiding in a building would be useless as the building would be destroyed by the power of his gun.

Zhang Ziyu was about to hit Chen Shaoye, but Chu Han stopped him.

"You should get in your car. I will pick him up."

"Are you serious?" Zhang Ziyu was doubtful at that. Anyone with a tiny bit of intelligence could think that Chen Shaoye would only cause trouble to them.

"He will come with me. He won’t bother you at all," Chu Han said casually. His two eyes, however, were staring daggers at Zhang Ziyu. Despite Zhang Ziyu’s intelligence, he’d never killed people before, so Chu Han’s cold gaze prompted him to turn tail and walk briskly to his car.

"Fatty Chen, pack everything away and come with me," Chu Han commanded. He had no time for any bullshit.

"You will bring me away?" Chen Shaoye was overjoyed, and a mixture of tears and snot streamed down his face.

"Hurry up. Quickly!" Chu Han scolded impatiently while thinking about how to prepare a gun for Fatty Chen. It would be a poor choice to let this chance slip by his fingers.

He then took out the fire axe from his car and handed it to the fat guy.

"Go!"

*Clang!*

Chu Han didn’t walk far before he heard the axe falling. A blue vein on his forehead throbbed violently, and he felt like tearing the fat guy’s head off.

"Sorry, sorry!" Chen Shaoye stood behind Chu Han, trembling. There was a pile of food bundled up in front of his chest, and the axe lay on the ground beside his leg.

"Pick it up," Chu Han spoke in a harsh tone. "A weapon must never leave your hand, or you will be killed."

Chen Shaoye looked at the axe held by Chu Han, stunned. Chu Han’s axe was a long axe, far bigger than his fire axe, and it looked very heavy. Despite this, the axe never left Chu Han’s hand, even when he carried other things.

"I-I understand," Chen Shaoye stuttered. A warm feeling welled up in his heart as he picked up the axe and tailed behind Chu Han.

Sitting in another car, Zhang Ziyu spat. Looking at Chen Shaoye following Chu Han and sitting in the G55 which he secretly coveted, he was enraged.

"Shit! What is Chu Han thinking? Going together with that fat guy is stupid!!"

Gu Xiaotong, whose face was still plastered with heavy make-up, licked her lips. "That car is very expensive. How could Chu Han own such a pricey car?" she asked Zhang Ziyu doubtfully

Zhang Ziyu’s eyes flashed with realization, but his resolve soon weakened when he recalled Chu Han’s malevolent expression while he was killing the zombies.

"Stop questioning things!" he berated angrily.