I am the Zombie King of the Apocalyptic World
Chapter 502 - 499: Tear Off the Face_1

Chapter 502: Chapter 499: Tear Off the Face_1

The driver of the car behind suddenly saw a hand stretch out from the front truck, holding a wooden stick, and then it harshly struck down.

Ah!

A cry of agony startled the driver. The people sitting next to him also didn’t know what was going on. Someone immediately leaned out their head and shouted at the people on the truck: "Hey, what’s happening?"

After a while, someone eventually poked their head out from the truck and responded, "It’s nothing." He sounded indifferent and quickly retracted his head after speaking.

However, the driver vaguely heard someone shouting for help, his heart tightened. He stopped the car immediately and shouted towards Qiongli, "Qiongli, there’s trouble! Someone has been killed up ahead!"

"What?"

Qiongli was taken aback. She quickly accelerated to the front of the truck. As for the truck driver, he had no idea what was going on. When Qiongli shouted, he stopped the truck. The people on the truck knew Qiongli was behind this. Soon, a few people with indifferent faces dragged the dead bodies out of the truck.

"You guys..."

Qiongli pointed at them, staring as if she were looking at strangers. At this moment, Brother Zhang came down from the truck with a few survivors who were covered in blood. As soon as he stepped on the ground, he yelled out, "What are you guys yelling about? Panicking just because a few people were killed."

A New Human looked at one of the dead bodies; one of his own kin had died. He broke down immediately.

"Uncle! Zhang Guangtao! I’m going to fight you to the death!"

With an angry roar, the New Human rushed towards Brother Zhang with a crowbar, ignoring Qiongli’s attempts to stop him. Brother Zhang didn’t even glance at him. To him, the speed of a Level 1 New Human was as slow as slow motion.

He swung his knife, easily deflecting the incoming crowbar. With one more swing, he cleanly sliced through the man’s neck. The blood splattered like ink, staining the ground.

Brutal! Ruthless!

Those were the only words left in people’s minds. Looking at Brother Zhang with outrage. No one dared to speak up. In this era, the strong ruled, and an individual becoming a superhuman would likely not mimic the scenarios in movies. They were more often malicious.

The saying "Anarchy governs by martial might" was proven true.

The notions of defending the Earth or being superheroes was all bullshit!

When an individual’s power far surpasses that of their society, they begin to view ordinary people as nothing more than pigs or dogs. When this "superhuman" commits evil, people would accuse him of killing innocents. But who criticizes when an ordinary person casually kills pigs, ducks, cows, or sheep?

This world has always been survival of the fittest. Before the Apocalypse, the poor were the weak, and the rich were the strong. After the Apocalypse, the New Humans were the strong, and the old humans were the weak; only the existence has changed.

Now, ordinary people including Tang Ye hardly even mentioned the New Humans. Their existence was just to contrast themselves further.

"What the hell happened?" Qiongli furrowed her brow. A foreboding feeling welled up in her heart. The people that descended from the truck had cold expressions on their faces. Only a few women ran fearfully to Qiongli’s side and told her everything that had just taken place.

The more Qiongli listened, the angrier she became. Her body quivered from rage. As she tightly gripped her military dagger, another survivor uttered even more hurtful words.

"Qiongli, do you realize how many people have died since we started this journey? We started with 1069 people! How many are left now? 81? Oh no, a few more just died. Now there’s even less than 80 left! Plus, six people are injured. Can they survive? How much distance have we actually covered?"

"You’re the one who led us here; a few deaths along the way normally wouldn’t mean much. But we’ve lost damn too many! What does this show? It shows you don’t have what it takes! We need a strong leader, someone capable of getting us out of this mess. That strong leader is Brother Zhang!"

"Exactly! Just because you have big breasts, doesn’t mean you have a big brain. Why should we carry all these burdens? We just want to survive! To hell with order and kindness, we’re people! We have emotions and desires! Without these, tell me what makes us human!"

"From now on, Brother Zhang is our leader! And Qiongli, you’re just an outsider. This land of China doesn’t welcome you. Who gave you the right to order us around? You’re nothing!"

"Right! From now on, we’re all following Brother Zhang’s orders. Throw away all the burdens! The injured who can’t even walk, leave them behind!" They argued arrogantly, just as if everything Qiongli had done was wrong. At the same time, they were inching closer to Brother Zhang, fearing that an enraged Qiongli would suddenly lash out and kill them all.

Qiongli was left speechless for a long time. Her face turned a sickly shade of red. She had done so much for this group, only for all of it to lead to this outcome.

"But...If we do things your way, can you guarantee that you won’t get hurt? And, if that happens, who will help you?" Bai Xinran, standing behind Qiongli, whispered. Everyone was taken aback. Nobody had thought about this problem. If they abandoned those who were injured, who would dare to lead at the front? That would be a thankless task!

Was it them leading at the front? No chance. They were all too fond of their own lives. Would Brother Zhang take the lead? Judging from his attitude, does he look like the kind of fool who would take the blow for others?

Everyone fell silent. But at this moment, Qiongli let out a "wah" and coughed out a mouthful of blood. Clearly, she had been angered beyond belief. However, this bloody cough cleared her head quite a bit. She realized these people weren’t worth her sacrifice.

Her body was no longer shaking, her hand gripping the knife handle had silently loosened. She left, with Bai Xinran following, and returned to her previous car. She glanced at the nonchalant Tang Ye before driving forward, the others quickly got into their cars to follow. Although they had fallen out with Qiongli, they all knew what kind of person Brother Zhang was. He would definitely abandon them in the face of danger. They chose him because of his benefits, but when facing danger, Qiongli was the more reliable one. At least, she would protect the weak.

Just as everyone was getting in their cars, a group of Fast and Furious gangs suddenly appeared on the road behind, rushing forward on their motorcycles.

Ratatat!

From a distance, the people heard the sound of intensive gunfire. Then, they saw blood blooms burst out on their companions’ bodies, who then fell lifelessly onto the ground.

PS: There was once an Otaku named Xiaopang and Shen. He was bored one day and decided to write a book on his tablet. Having a dislike for his nickname, he chose to use Shen as his pen name. To his surprise, he managed to stick with it and wrote 180,000 words, gathering a readership of 100 to 200 people. Unyielding in his delusions, he wrote day after day, month after month, staying up until late into the night. One evening, having a rare moment of relaxation, he went to bed at eight and dreamt of receiving a million rewards. He woke up as if he had risen from the dead when a ray of sunlight hit his buttocks. The moment he opened his writing assistant and looked, ah... it was all a dream!

I’m really goddamn pissed off!

Everything in the dream was beautiful, but reality tasted bitter. In the dream, I was in a paradise of peach blossoms. When the dream ended, I yearned for the homeland... Sorry, I can’t continue. I have no inspiration. I’ll continue tomorrow. Today’s word count goal has been met. Goodbye, dear readers. See you next time! ✺◟(∗❛ัᴗ❛ั∗)◞✺

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