Apocalypse: the Most Ruthless Person

"King Yama is truly a reliable leader."

"Yes, having a leader like him is truly reassuring."

"Reborn, reborn once again..."

The emotion of survival after the disaster spread through the crowd, instantly permeating every corner of the mall. People had relaxed, serene smiles on their faces. Struggling for survival in the apocalypse, every escape from death was worth commemorating for the rest of their lives.

Thud thud thud, thud thud thud...

As Zhao Dezhu loudly shouted, urgent and dense footsteps echoed along the roadside. Shadows rushed toward the street. The fighters watching the commotion weren’t foolish; seeing this scene, they naturally understood the battle was over, adding another illustrious feat to King Yama’s record.

"Congratulations to King Yama for defeating the monster!"

"King Yama is invincible; even mutated zombies don’t faze him!"

"A human model, King Yama, King Yama, King Yama..."

People used to say the internet has no memory, but isn’t reality the same? In just a few minutes, Chen Hanzhou’s probe had been forgotten by the people, with everyone only seeing the glory of the ultimate victor, wrist flicking at an incredible angle to defeat the black gas zombie, leaving everyone amazed.

Others may forget Chen Hanzhou’s achievements, but Zhang Su wouldn’t. He raised his hand to stop the crowd’s cheers, pointing at Chen Hanzhou, who clearly hadn’t eaten the Zombie Thalamus and seemed to struggle.

"To defeat this mutated zombie, our Yama Corps’ Xiaochen, Chen Hanzhou, deserves much credit. It was his risking his life to probe the black mist cover’s flaw. Everyone should remember him!"

"Truly, heroes emerge young!"

"Brother Chen is awesome, I want to learn from you!"

"Brother Chen just now was so impressive, wow, those few attacks and defenses are enough for me to study for half a year."

King Yama spoke, and it made so much sense. Who dared not listen? Respectful gazes fell on Chen Hanzhou, accompanied by blessings and praise.

"Damn it, I saw nothing, Brother Su! I knew you’d win, I just wanted to see the process!"

Lu Yubo ran back wildly, the wandering zombies now handled, but he perfectly missed the battle, feeling extremely frustrated.

"Do you know why I sent you away?"

Zhang Su smiled at the panting Lu Yubo, saying, "You’re my number one fanboy; I was afraid of losing face."

"Hahaha..."

Around them erupted joyous laughter; King Yama’s joke wasn’t overly funny, but in that moment, people just wanted to vent their excitement with laughter, and some sentimental individuals were even moved to tears, laughing loudly.

"King Yama, aren’t you going to kill this thing?"

Liu Yao pointed at the black gas zombie being trodden on by Ju Mumio, resembling a drowning man struggling. Its entire jaw and both arms were gone, looking more menacing but actually devoid of much attack power, long lacking its former glory.

Ju Mumio stepping on the black gas zombie felt like a shrew bullying an old man in the street...

"Mutated zombies are highly threatening, but if utilized well, they can greatly aid us. Unless absolutely necessary, they’re of greater research value alive, prepare to transport it back for the researchers to work on it."

After saying this, Zhang Su looked toward the mall, bellowing, "Come, everyone, help clean up the battlefield!"

The remaining task was simple; clearing the battlefield no longer required fighters’ efforts, as their mission was complete, especially the heroes of the Yama Corps who bore much.

After this battle, Lego Branch people finally witnessed the strength of the Yama Corps, truly experiencing the benefits of protection from Celestial Horse Island. Without the Yama Corps, everyone present today wouldn’t have survived!

Over a hundred ordinary members ran down from upstairs. The old, weak, women, and children finally had the chance to participate, insisting on helping collect bodies in the bloody battlefield despite trembling, because if you’re alive, you can’t remain idle!

"How do you feel?"

Zhang Su walked out of the crowd, coming to Chen Hanzhou.

Chen Hanzhou held his chest and abdomen, lips trembling: "Nothing major, just seems like a broken rib."

"Just? A broken rib... do you think it’s not serious enough? Why aren’t you taking medicine, planning to heal on your own?"

Zhang Su kneaded his forehead. He didn’t find himself relaxed after the battle, surprisingly using up 15% energy, especially during the black mist cover’s squeeze when his energy dropped by the second. He felt he discovered another energy utilization, but had no time to verify it yet.

Chen Hanzhou’s eyes darted around, smiling awkwardly, softly saying: "Dr. Fu told me that, whenever we can save once, we should. Bone self-healing must be slower than a flesh wound, just endure it for a while."

His self-healing ability merely accelerated healing; an injury to bones would surely take longer than a flesh wound.

"Alright then..."

Zhang Su nodded. It wasn’t unexpected that Fu Weijun said that to Chen Hanzhou, knowing posed no harm; even if Fu Weijun hadn’t said, he planned to slowly tell the Yama Corps about this when the opportunity arose.

Clank.

The mutated zombie, almost mummified, was thrown into the crowd, the previously distant observers now clicked their tongues in wonder—such a little skinny monkey could wield so much power.

"Brother Su, the old tradition, give this crazy thing a name?"

Wang Xin said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, King Yama must have naming rights."

"Name it, name it!"

People around joined in the chant.

Zhang Su didn’t resist either, thinking for a moment, saying: "Ju Mumio said the black mist around it smelled like liquefied petroleum gas. My nose was blocked up and didn’t catch it well. But several brothers mentioned a similar odor, so let’s call it the Liquified Gas Zombie!"

Actually, whether to name it or not made little difference to Zhang Su. This special mutated zombie was unlikely to appear on a large scale.

The Liquified Gas Zombie, the biggest enemy in this battle, was stopped by Chen Hanzhou, Zhang Su, and Ju Mumio joining forces, causing no harm to people. So everyone accepted the new name logically.

Moments later, the Liquified Gas Zombie was loaded into a vehicle. Zhang Su decided to promptly send this treasure away.

He pulled Ju Mumio aside, solemnly stating: "When you return, don’t mention the Liquified Gas Zombie. If people ask why you returned, come up with any reason, just don’t let them know, hide it, understand?"

"Understood."

Ju Mumio didn’t even bother to ask why; she didn’t care about these matters, just wanted to agree to return early. She nodded calmly.

"You’re the same—don’t mention a word about the Liquified Gas Zombie. Got it?"

Zhang Su looked at the five-member group missing limbs.

The unconscious Ke Zhiyu couldn’t answer, while the other four nodded. They were all amputated after being bitten by zombies, initially feeling very unbalanced, but upon seeing the bodies dragged from the battlefield, a strong survival desire ignited.

Whether due to luck or strength, they still had the chance to amputate to save their lives, whereas those cold bodies had already departed forever.

Strangely enough, after their survival desire ignited, none turned into corpses. Human willpower is truly remarkable.

They are being sent to Celestial Horse Island purely for treatment; the effectiveness of the Corpse Transformation Inhibitor is unknown, but it’s certainly superior to enduring alone.

"Alright, you can go now. Be very careful on the road."

Zhang Su patted the car door, advising them.

"Brother Su, well, I’d like to return too, haha, to rest and heal."

Seeing Ju Mumio take the driver’s seat, Chen Hanzhou walked over, touching his chest and abdomen, smiling embarrassedly.

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