Apocalypse: the Most Ruthless Person

Everyone, even members of Celestial Horse Island, were shocked by the power of Zhang Su’s kick.

"Oh my, this kick has at least twenty years of skill behind it..."

"Yeah, it’s unstoppable!"

"If this kick were aimed at a pig, it would break four or five ribs!"

There were no physicists on site to calculate the force needed to send Liu Yao flying three meters and dent the car door, but the actual effect had already provided an astounding answer; no one was willing to personally experience it...

The only two survivors left in the Survivor Alliance’s Guard Team, Wu Baokang and Luo Yongzhan, exchanged a glance, and their lips quivered in unison.

In terms of combat power, the two of them were absolutely outstanding among everyone present; one was a former armed police officer and the other a mercenary who licked blood off the blade. In their eyes, Zhang Su’s kick had a significant value, undoubtedly higher than a three- or four-story building!

Many members of the Apocalypse Corps wore expressions of admiration. The principle of their faction was to submit to whoever was stronger. The weapons displayed by Celestial Horse Island were already sufficiently powerful, and with an extraordinary leader who acted decisively, it wasn’t just the ordinary members who were tempted—even Yang Xinqi had thoughts. The taste of power was attractive, but if one wasn’t strong enough, it could turn into poison.

"Everyone says they’ve lost, so admit it when you lose; it’s not disgraceful. No need to make it like this. Come, let me see how you’re doing."

Zhang Xin thought Zhang Su’s kick was indeed too hard and might cause the Little Eagle Association members to rebel, so he quickly stepped forward to comfort Liu Yao.

"Director Liu, what do you say now?"

Despite taking down the enemy with one kick, Zhang Su didn’t show arrogance, maintaining a calm demeanor, as if saying it was this troublemaking that led to your predicament!

This situation required a measure of humility to gain more goodwill.

"No... cough, nothing!"

Liu Yao was straightforward. Aided by several people, he stood up, raised his left arm to wipe the blood-infused saliva from the corner of his mouth, and said in a deep voice, "King Yama, I submit!"

"Do you truly submit?"

Zhang Su walked forward with his people, seemingly asking Liu Yao, but in reality asking Ju Mumio behind him.

"I truly submit! From now on, there is no Little Eagle Association! Brothers, listen up. From now on, Little Eagle Association will fully merge into Celestial Horse Island. I’m no longer your director; you’ll all listen to King Yama from now on, understood?"

"Understood! King Yama!"

"King Yama..."

"King Yama!"

Twenty members of the Little Eagle Association came and, upon hearing Liu Yao’s words, almost without hesitation pledged allegiance to Zhang Su, though they didn’t abandon their injured former leader, continuing to support Liu Yao.

It was clear these people understood the situation and valued camaraderie.

The Apocalypse Corps members stood on one side, visibly deflated, especially Yang Xinqi, who had always been called cowardly by Liu Yao. Yet today, the first to admit defeat was the guy with the tough mouth...

"Director Liu knows how to hold on and let go; I respect you as a man! Welcome brothers from the Little Eagle Association, though the integration work will happen later!"

Zhang Su naturally didn’t shy away; he was no longer the small leader tiptoeing around, protecting a mere dozen or so people. Having new members join his faction was a good thing; whether they were loyal or traitorous, good or bad would be slowly settled in the future!

"King Yama, strictly speaking, I also count as part of Celestial Horse Island..." Liu Yao pointed at his fractured right arm, pain causing his facial muscles to twitch, "You’re responsible for healing my injuries!"

"Haha!"

Zhang Su laughed aloud, Ju Mumio didn’t remind him of any ill intent from Liu Yao, indicating the other party really wasn’t just feigning surrender. In other words, this guy had truly been subdued!

"Since we’ll all be one family from now on, these matters are easy to resolve. Come, everyone listen up, let’s head to Celestial Horse Island for a visit, today it’s my treat—great food and drinks for all!"

Zhang Su waved his hand grandly.

"Mr. Zhang, them..."

Li Zongkai walked to Zhang Su’s side, pointing to eight people at the end of the convoy who were removed from Civilization Guardian but hadn’t had their restraints lifted.

"Bring them along as well; let’s talk when we get back."

Zhang Su didn’t plan to resolve these issues now.

"Let’s go, everyone, join King Yama’s place for a day tour!"

"Let’s head out, brothers, follow me to see Celestial Horse Island!"

The scene quickly became lively; over a hundred people got back into their vehicles. The road blocked by flames burned across the highway, but the narrow path in front of roadside shops allowed passage—it just required more effort.

Forty to fifty assorted vehicles swayed along toward Celestial Horse Island, forming a convoy stretching over two hundred meters, accompanied by a mighty, imposing 99 Heavy Tank following along the wilderness. From afar, it was quite a spectacle.

"Honey, today we’ve been firing cannons and guns in Beidong Town; why are the nearby zombie hordes so quiet?"

In the driver’s seat of the FJ Cruiser, Zheng Xinyu curiously asked—in the past, only cats and dogs popped out, about a hundred or eighty heads, which was insignificant compared to the tens of thousands of zombies nearby.

Zhang Su, sitting in the passenger seat, was thinking about the conversation ahead. Upon hearing Zheng Xinyu’s question, he looked toward the distant wilderness, smacking his lips, "Who knows, today no one’s on patrol, but the posts are keeping watch. If a zombie horde really approaches, that’s great. With so many people, we can take out some, hm?"

Just as he was speaking, the convoy hadn’t reached the foot of the mountain when Zhang Su saw quite a few people standing by the roadside, eagerly anticipating. Upon closer inspection, not only people from Celestial Horse Island were present—all Satellite Village members were gathered. Their expressions suggested they’d been waiting here for some time.

This battle action hadn’t notified the Reserve Team, but Satellite Village wasn’t closed to information. Not to mention, Yang Liehuo was sure to inform Satellite Village, Celestial Horse Island was resisting a strong enemy.

Reserve Team members had long gathered together but didn’t dare approach the frontline casually, so as not to cause trouble for the Yama Corps, opting to wait for the warriors’ return in the rear.

Apart from those on special duty and Fu Weijun, who couldn’t come, as well as Qiu Hui who was still asleep having been bitten by zombies and having her limb amputated, all others had gathered at the roadside.

Sixty people lined the path, the atmosphere was quite enthusiastic, like welcoming a big leader coming to guide the work in the countryside.

"Congratulations to the Yama Corps for triumphant return! When King Yama goes to battle, it’s victory after victory!"

When the convoy arrived at the roadside, the people lined in two rows cheered loudly, the scene was grand.

Zhang Su opened the car window and said, "Old Ma, Old Huo, what’s this you’re doing?"

Ma Changshou and Yang Liehuo stood at the front of the crowd, their states completely different. Ma Changshou was smiling like an old flower, jumping around leading the cheering, directing the welcome ceremony.

Meanwhile, Yang Liehuo appeared clearly uncomfortable with such activities, likely forced into it, his movements stiff, nervously following Ma Changshou’s shout.

Upon hearing Zhang Su’s inquiry, Yang Liehuo’s face twitched, indicating Ma Changshou, "Old Ma’s idea!"

Ma Changshou laughed heartily, "Boss Zhang, we’re glad you returned from a victorious battle, welcoming the hero—everyone, isn’t that right?"

"King Yama is ever-victorious, the Yama Corps is unstoppable!"

Zhang Su had been smiling but hearing these lines, his smile froze awkwardly; he didn’t need to think twice to know these catchy phrases were definitely Yuwen’s handiwork.

"Alright, alright, shouting this loudly is bound to attract zombies eventually... Let’s hurry up the mountain, today we’re having a great feast, lacking hands to prepare the meals, all other tasks canceled except patrol and sentry duty!"

Having said that, Zhang Su prepared to close the window, but just then, he noticed a somewhat unusual look from within the crowd.

Many in the convoy had lowered their windows, but undeniably Zhang Su drew the most attention; nearly eighty percent of people were watching him, their gazes full of reverence, admiration, and even a rare few carried fervor. Among them, however, one gaze was noticeably different.

Su Xiaoya, Zhang Su glanced and saw the young girl waving her hands among the crowd, her gaze settled on him—clearly filled with affection!

No help from Ju Mumio was needed to confirm, Zhang Su was not mistaken; the overwhelming number of people present allowed ample comparison for a horizontal perspective...

This discovery surprised him slightly, but merely a small surprise. With a bit of contemplation, he understood Su Xiaoya’s mindset.

Once it became clear her sister’s death was orchestrated by Lei Youliang, admiration for strength fostered her affection for him—it was only a matter of time.

"Damn, following her sister’s path, huh. Ah, youth is great, daring to love and hate..."

He muttered internally, closing the window, urging Zheng Xinyu to drive away. The melodramatic lines outside were becoming overwhelming, and the larger the crowd, the more awkward it felt, giving him goosebumps.

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