Apocalypse: the Most Ruthless Person

"The zombie is dead, King Yama is invincible!"

Realizing what had happened, Zhao Dezhu immediately raised his arm to shout. His father-in-law had instructed him to always consider the leader’s reputation when outside.

"Truly powerful!"

Chen Hanzhou stopped in his tracks, a flash of unusual color appeared in his eyes, truly an unusual color...

A faint red light brushed across his pupils like a fleeting beam, similar to an iris scanner. It disappeared in an instant; not even he himself noticed.

Bang.

Zhang Su forcefully tossed the zombie’s corpse aside, the sound of it crashing to the ground was incredibly shocking.

Facing a massive zombie almost half a meter taller than himself, he initially felt fear, but with the help of the white mist, he could clearly control the zombie’s every move. Confidence arose from strength. Knowing he had the means to achieve victory, his heart remained calm, ultimately delivering a fatal blow!

After a bout of fighting, he gained a deeper understanding of the massive zombie. This brute had significantly enhanced attack and defense; while its defense couldn’t match the Petrified Skin Zombie, it posed a much greater threat due to having fewer weaknesses!

The fatal point was the same as for an ordinary zombie: destroy the brain. But reaching this goal was much more difficult than dealing with former ordinary zombies.

Previously, against ordinary zombies, a single kick could unbalance them, after which attacking the head would solve the problem. But against the massive zombie, such tactics were not only ineffective, they would get you killed...

Looking at the quiet corpse on the ground, Zhang Su wore a look of victory. Personally defeating this one zombie was even more satisfying than using the Fire-breathing Zombie to take down five before. This was not only a personal victory but a testament to humanity’s ability to still defeat zombies.

Though the path ahead was filled with thorns, the victory was still worth celebrating.

"King Yama is invincible, oh oh!"

Zheng Xinyu, holding her signature baseball bat, happily jumped to Zhang Su’s side, gleefully looking at him and tidying up his slightly disheveled collar. He would be receiving more accolades shortly, and it was necessary to maintain a good image.

The other companions who had rushed up to help also had excited smiles, gathering around the zombie’s corpse.

"Brother Su, it had to be you. This terrifying thing could flatten a car door with one slap. If I encountered it alone, all I could do was run!"

Wang Xin, kicking the zombie corpse on the ground with fear lingering in his heart, felt its tough skin and flesh, which did not resemble a human’s but rather had the texture of hard rubber.

"Any breakthroughs?"

Ju Mumio looked earnestly at Zhang Su, inquiring expectantly.

Zhang Su, knowing Ju Mumio was asking about his use of the white mist, regretfully shook his head: "Same as always."

The distance had not changed at all; his reaction speed and judgment had improved somewhat, but this did not count as a breakthrough with the white mist.

Ju Mumio nodded thoughtfully, saying: "Seems dealing with this guy wasn’t a life-or-death struggle for you, otherwise there would surely have been a breakthrough."

She looked forward to seeing Zhang Su break through again; whether Zhang Su admitted it or not, she considered herself his mentor for a period, and he was her immensely proud disciple.

Zhang Su awkwardly grinned. Everyone knew that pushing one’s limits could awaken potential, but such a method was too dangerous; a single mistake and it could all be over. It wouldn’t be bad if he could avoid breakthroughs and still keep winning...

"Brother Su, impressive, so impressive. Damn, when you did this move earlier, you were incredible. How did you do it?"

Qi Xiaoshuai mimicked Zhang Su’s previous moves, but his actions were distorted and lacked power.

"That’s right, that’s right. Brother Su, you were so brave, like a deity descended!"

"No doubt, my Brother Su is the real deal!"

Liu Yao and Yang Xinqi both praised without reservation. Having witnessed the battle firsthand, they knew clearly that if they had fought the massive zombie, they’d be the ones lying on the ground.

In no time, other combatants from the sidelines gathered around, their eyes betraying their reverence for Zhang Su. Everyone admired strength, hoping for the protection of the strong, and aspired to become strong themselves.

"King Yama, I, I want to learn from you!"

"That’s right, we’re too weak. We need to become stronger, next time we can’t be a burden!"

"The Yama Corps are invincible, I must become stronger and join the Yama Corps!"

Many people, emotionally charged, praised King Yama’s might and the Yama Corps’ bravery, while also not forgetting self-reflection and critique.

After a period of honing, before this snow, dealing with ordinary zombies was no difficulty. But as their confidence gradually swelled, fate gave them a harsh lesson.

After the snow, even when facing ordinary zombies, they needed to be extremely vigilant. If they encountered one of those massive zombies, unless they could snipe from afar or use a bomb, all that was left was to run or become a feast!

"Becoming stronger requires a process. It’s not just about physical and combat prowess, psychological growth is equally important. Today, you did not flee in battle, which is a step forward!"

Zhang Su did not blame them for their inner cowardice. People vary greatly. Not everyone is "lucky" like him. Moreover, he too was once afraid. Rebuilding civilization requires all types of people. Once the situation stabilizes, everyone can find their place. Now, the goal is to stabilize the situation!