I am the Zombie King of the Apocalyptic World
Chapter 302 - 301: Telling You a Bad News_1

Chapter 302: Chapter 301: Telling You a Bad News_1

"Ladies and gentlemen, hehehe, I apologize, today I am going to give you a surprise; Yes, those zombies in the truck. Are you scared? Are you terrified? Exactly, I ordered them to be brought here," Tang Ye said, with an ominous undertone to his voice, his gaze filled with mockery.

"Come on." The survivors reacted differently, some flinched, some visibly frightened, some bearing nonchalant expressions, while some seemed unfazed.

Sensing their silence, Tang Ye called out to Xu Haishui, motioning him to come forth.

Xu Haishui walked up to Tang Ye, and without giving it a second thought, Tang Ye patted Xu’s shoulder, and said, "Everyone, meet Xu Haishui, he is my right hand. From now on, he will be the second-in-command here, you can call him Brother Shui. His goal today is to discipline those of you who are disobedient. Hehe..."

Upon hearing Tang Ye’s introduction, a look of shock washed over some of the survivors. They instinctively took a step back. After all, who wasn’t cunning enough to make it this far into the apocalypse?

Just then, Tang Ye once again began to speak, "Do you want to know the bad news? Oh, I know, you don’t want to know. Still, you have to know!"

Saying this, Tang Ye’s tone changed suddenly, becoming chillingly cold.

"You’ve all been suspecting that those zombies are gone because of me, and I tell you now, it is indeed my doing, I did it to protect you."

What!

There was a large commotion within the crowd. Although they had suspected earlier, Tang Ye’s frank admission still sent shockwaves.

Spectators were looking at each other, their eyes filled with a newfound fear for Tang Ye. Some felt an increasing unease, they had already suspected what Tang Ye had meant.

"However, I do not protect the weak! This is the end of the world, not your paradise! In my eyes, the weak should die and should be manipulated by the strong because the weak are nothing but garbage! I was protecting you before, but now, I don’t want to. I can establish order here, but I don’t want anyone to become too comfortable!"

"Because, some people’s comfort makes them become garbage. I think you all should understand one thing, it is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. Thus, I want to teach you to fish, instead of giving you fish!"

"Embrace my kindness, trash. So, from today onwards, those distant zombies will return to their usual haunt, and you, the resource-finding task continues as per the original plan!"

Tang Ye’s raspy voice bespoke a cold ruthlessness, filled with bloodlust. As soon as his words fell, murmurs exploded from every corner of the crowd, with faces turning pale, and bodies trembling in fear.

The meaning behind Tang Ye’s words couldn’t have been clearer; he was asking them to risk their lives fighting against the zombies. Who else among those present other than a few strong individuals could have had such courage?

You need to know when comparing the apocalypse to a game, these players only have a single life, a scratch from a zombie could mean mortality! And there are no respawns!

In novels, main characters would often engage dozens of zombies single-handedly, coming out uninjured, that is utter bullshit!

They have the main character’s aura, but we don’t!

How easy could it be to deal with zombies? Of course, you could kill them if you’re lucky. It was always easier to fight one as zombies had acute sensory perception and moved silently. You never knew when it would sneak up on you.

Killing a single zombie could make a sound that would attract other zombies, and that made it hardly worth the trouble.

Moreover, no one’s willing to play a game of life and death with zombies.

Amidst the clamor, a voice rang out, seemingly in disagreement with Tang Ye’s dismissive attitude towards life.

"The weak can also become strong, but there’s no need to be like this, is there? It’s completely meaningless!"

The voice was shrill enough to silence everyone. As soon as the words were uttered, everyone held their breath, and the owner of the voice didn’t speak again.

Quite clearly, he didn’t dare to address Tang Ye directly.

Tang Ye’s eyes flickered ominously, staring intently at a certain spot. Meanwhile, Xu Haishui quickly moved towards that spot.

Soon, Xu Haishui emerged dragging a man in his thirties.

"Ahh, what the f*ck are you doing?" The man was drenched in sweat from fear, struggling incessantly. Going by the voice alone, it was he who had spoken just now.

Shriek!

The whole head was torn off by Xu Haishui, blood spraying high into the air, like a fountain, and a satisfied smirk appeared on Tang Ye’s face.

"I am the master here, and while you are here, you will obey my commands. I don’t permit any form of rebellion, don’t forget, this is the apocalypse, the law can’t protect you here. If anyone dares to challenge me, they will end up just like this man!"

Tang Ye’s icy voice echoed throughout, and the crowd had become speechless, his sadistic behavior refreshing their understanding of him.

The apocalypse is brutal, no one can remain unscathed. The scenarios painted in novels only exist in fiction. In reality, who would let you play democracy?

The death of the man had effectively silenced the survivors.

"From today onwards, brace yourselves for death at any moment. I only protect the strong, as for the weak, not only will I not protect them, I will also hunt them down. But for now, I don’t care whether you are weak or not, because in here, my aim is to make you all strong!"

"I do not want to see any whimpering or cowardice among you, what I need to see is your strength because only the strong can survive the apocalypse! I can protect you temporarily, but I can’t protect you forever. No strong person would fight another strong person for you weaklings. So, become strong, you pieces of trash."

Having said these words unapologetically, Tang Ye didn’t bother to gauge the survivors’ reactions. Instead, he looked at Xu Haishui, who knew exactly what to do. Xu walked to the back of the truck, opened the cage, pulled out a zombie and threw it on the ground.

"Boss is trying to do you a favor. Comfort will only turn you into a wastrel. Be grateful. So, who here would like to challenge this zombie?" Xu Haishui’s voice was like a sunny teenager’s: pleasant to the ear, but once you sensed the sinister aura emanating from him, it was clear he was no good guy.

And with his earlier impromptu beheading, there was no question about that.

No one among the survivors responded to Xu Haishui’s offer. Seeing his surroundings quiet, Xu began to smirk - though it remained hidden under his mask.

"Since no one is volunteering, I guess I’ll have to drag someone up. Hehe..."

Cackling, Xu Haishui moved towards the first row. They were so scared their hearts were pounding, and wanted to retreat, yet no one dared to move.

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