Idiot! Chu Han cursed in his mind.

Who was it?! The shouting was bound to attract zombies!

Stop shouting!

Chu Hans eyes shot open. His pupils gleamed with a brutal light, and the savagery contained within them was more than enough to silence any man.

However, a few moments later, the killing intent in his eyes was replaced by a look of astonishment.

There was no dusky sky overhead, and no mangled corpses were in sight. Chu Han couldnt smell the strong, metallic odor of blood, nor could he hear the zombies bestial roars

Warm sunshine shone through the clear window. There were four beds and one square table. Two university students wearing plaid shirts were chatting animatedly in front of their computers, their hands tapping the keyboard and mouse every so often.

The sight of the room he hadn't seen for ten years shocked Chu Hans eyes. Dirty clothes littered the floor, and smelly noodle boxes were stacked high, forming a reeking tower. The disorderly mess was nostalgic, and a flood of memories came rushing in.

Fang Rong, Deng Weibo... my former college roommates.

"Whats wrong with you? Did you sleep too much?" Deng Weibo, who was seated opposite Chu Han, raised his head. He was a common-looking fellow with a pair of thick-lensed glasses. Although he had managed to activate his latent supernatural power, he was killed in a zombie attack.

"Chu Han woke up?" Fang Rong asked, his eyes still glued to the monitor. "Just quit, man. You lost again!" Fang Rong pressed Q several times. Chu Han remembered him as a somewhat boorish person, and he, too, had been slain in the same zombie attack.

Chu Han rubbed his eyes hard and attempted to grasp the current situation. An almost inconceivable thought rose up in his mind, causing him to tremble with agitation.

'Could it be... that I have traveled ten years back into the past? Yes, at that time there were no zombies, and the three of them were still alive!'

Fang Rong switched off the computer monitor. "Chu Han," he said, turning to face him, "Deng Weibo and I will leave now. It is almost ten oclock. Deng, you should hurry up or we'll miss our flight."

Ten oclock? Flight?' Chu Han's heart lurched. 'What was the date?'

Chu Han sprang up from the bed and pushed Deng Weibo off the computer. He moved the mouse and clicked the calendar icon on the lower righthand corner.

"What're you doing?" Deng Weibo shouted. "Hey, it's mine!"

Chu Han turned a deaf ear to him. His only focus was the date displayed on the calendar.

10:00 AM, 5/7/2015.

'Damn, it's this late!'

The first phase of the apocalypsewould begin tomorrow. At 6 AM, the world would be shrouded in darkness, and the sun would rise at noon. After these six hours, the world would be plunged into chaos. It would take a mere six hours to render humanity's progress obsolete.

Chu Hans heart pounded wildly. 'There's only one day left!'

"Get lost, man," Deng Weibo said, waving the bag in his hands. "I need to pack up my computer."

Chu Han moved back and restrained the urge to blurt out the real situation. He took a deep breath to calm his anxious heart and said, "I heard that there's a contagious virus going around these days. You guys should tell your families to stockpile as much food and water as they can and stay at home for a while."

"Virus?" Deng Weibo asked skeptically. "Where did you hear that?"

"I heard it on the news." Chu Han knew these two fellows paid no attention to the news.

"Youre concerned about the news?" Deng Weibo smiled and shook his head. "Okay, we should go now!"

"Have a safe trip," Chu Han suppressed the feeling of meeting again after a long time. It was good for them to leave Mingqiu City before the eschatology.

The hometown of Fang Rong and Deng Weibo was Shangjing. They booked the ticket at noon when they finished their final test. Shangjing had a high population and so, many zombies appeared there, but most of them survived with the help of their military prowess. It could be said that it was the safeties city compared to other cities. At the very least, it should last for two years of the eruption.

Hence, Chu Han did not say too much since he knew the rough trajectory in these ten years. They would be safe in the first few years.

There was the other roommate, Fan Hongxuan, who had already returned to his hometown in Nandu. He died after setting off a trap during the first year of the eruption. This event tied a knot within Chu Hans heart as he was unable to find the culprit who killed him.

There was also a military in Nandu and it was protected by the military when the eruption happened. Chu Han was temporarily at ease, but he must go to Nandu to find Fan Hongxuan and make sure that Fan Hongxuan would not be endangered in this incarnation.

The most important thing was to know the how to survive during the chaos and in doing so, he could become stronger and more powerful. With that, he could protect his brothers from the crisis theyre in. Otherwise, only death awaits.

Surviving was the most critical thing in eschatology.

Fang Rong and Deng Weibo left and the empty dormitory somehow made Chu Han scared.

Ring----

There was a sudden ring from the telephone.

Bang!

Chu Han rejected the phone call and ignored three missed calls on the screen. He quickly dialed his home number.

Du----Du-----

There was a delighted voice of his mother from the phone, "Xiao Han?"

When having listened to the long-lost voice, Chu Han could not help but choke even though he had experienced darkness for ten years with an iron heart. He had lost contact with his parents ever since the eruption of zombies and he could not find them in these ten years.

He did not dare think what had happened..

He laid down his tension and asked, "Mom, hows dad doing?"

"He is good. Whats wrong?" his mom knew that there was something wrong with him from his tone.

"Mom, dad, you guys must listen to me!" his tone was so serious that his mom stopping talking.

"My classmate Fang Rong comes from Shangjing. His dad knows some internal message that there is a new virus in the country with strong infectivity. It will kill you once youre infected. You should prepare food and water at home, the more the better. Go now since the virus has been spread," Han Chu knew that mentioning zombies would be too shocking and his parents would not believe him, so he had to make a lie.

His parents were in Anluo and he was in Mingqiu City. There were neither non-stop train nor non-stop flight. The distance between the two cities was too far. He could not go back to his family in two days, let alone one day, so he only asked them to prepare well to minimize the danger.

Since he had rebirthed, he must go Anluo to find his parents.

"What? What should I do?" It sounded terrible and so his mother was at a loss. She did not doubt Chu Hans words since there was ** in 2005.

"Mom, keep calm! You and dad should stay at home," Chu Han comforted her immediately, "but food must be well-prepared because we dont know when they would be gone."

"Okay. We will prepare the food," his mom promised rapidly, "You should be careful. Do you need more money? How about we send you more to prepare for food and water?"

"No. It is enough for me and you should prepare much more. However, you should finish everything today and you must not go out tomorrow. Besides, you should stay in Anluo and wait for me!" Chu Han exhorted his mom since it was too dreadful for his fifty-year-old parents when faced with zombies.

Finishing the phone call, Chu Han cruelly rejected the call which had called again and dialed Fan Hongxuans number, repeating the lie. Fan Hongxuan was confused but he still promised to do as said.

After finishing all these, Chu Han wore a coat and checked the cash in his wallet. He headed to the exit quickly as he needed to buy food.

More is better and sooner is greater!

He suddenly stopped after he stepped out of the room to scan the things in the dormitory with sharp eyes. Computer, messy pad and sound box. These things could be sold with a good price. Although not all of them belonged to him, they would be rubbish after the eruption.

His heartbeat started beating faster and faster. It was not the time to rush brainlessly, but to reduce the damage to his families and friends to the minimum. To achieve this, he would need materials and ---weapons!

Chu Han started packing things rapidly and he would only stop until he moved all the valuable things in the dormitory. It had been two hours when he dragged a huge box and walked to the road of Mingqiu University. With the summer sun glaring atop him, he was sweaty all over.

"Where are you going, Chu Han?

Dont you have a test at 12 oclock?" a person asked in amazement.

Chu Han turned around and he could not identify who that was. He only prevaricated, "I would definitely fail, so I might as well repeat the subject in the next semester."

Test? Who cares about it when the eschatology was coming!

"So you do know your own limitation," there was another voice sounding scornful as he spoke.

Chu Han narrowed his eyes and he saw the man wearing an expensive white T-shirt and fashionable black pants. He could not recognize the brand of the mans shoes.

To think that he would meet Duan Ming at this moment!

"Duan Ming, your name is so good." Duan Ming, a short-lived man.

Obviously, Duan Ming did not understand Chu Han and he only looked at Chu Han inexplicably.

Chu Han did not give him a spare glance and he continued dragging the box, heading for the gate of the college. The phone that had been set to vibrating mode kept shaking in his pocket.

He found a shop to purchase second-hand electronics and the items were sold for four thousand. There were total five thousand in his hands, including his own one thousand. Chu Han thought rapidly but his memory of the price rate from ten years ago was vague; he was not sure about what he could buy with five thousand.

Firstly, what he needed was a weapon which was the most important one. Zombies would die when their heads were crushed. The weapon must be lethal. It was impossible to get the military hammer and the common hammer was worse than an ax, but an ax would get stuck easily, so it needed someone with a strong technique to use it.

When he entered a weapon shop, the boss knitted his brows subconsciously when seeing the young guy, "We sell custom weapons here and if you are not a customer you should leave."

Chu Han was only a college student and his getup was just ordinary. The boss did not think that Chu Han could afford to buy the commodities in his store.

"You want it sharpened?!"

The boss was extremely astonished at Chu Hans requirement. The boy chose an axe, before asking him to sharpen it. The power and lethality would be horrendous if it were further sharpened!

"Sharpen it. The sharper the better." Chu Han remained calm. He didnt know that the boss was trembling at his composed demeanor and tranquil eyes, a result of experiencing the eschatology.

"Young man" The boss prepared to say something.

*Kuang!*

A dagger was abruptly stabbed into the counter. "Sharpen the dagger, too, please. The total amount should be two thousand or so, right? I will pick them up tonight. Here is a thousand as down payment," Chu Han said loudly.

Chu Han didn't give the boss a chance to speak. He had even raised the price since the cost of sharpening the dagger was two hundred at max.

The boss swallowed his saliva before he decided not to negotiate for more money.

Chu Han didn't linger around as he had to buy other things. His limited time meant that he couldn't afford to act leisurely.

The axe was for zombies, while the dagger was for human beings.

The early stages of the eschatology were better. The so-called morals of humanity would collapse when people were faced with zombies. Some would even kill their whole family for a mere cookie. Others would fall into utter depravity and consume human flesh to satiate their hunger.

Although a trenchant bayonet was preferable to a dagger, most of the bayonets for sale were shoddy goods. The defective design would hinder its effectiveness against humans as it would obstruct flexibility. Most of the bayonets for sale couldn't even play the role of a trenchant bayonet.

A high-quality trenchant bayonet was hard to acquire, much like a military hammer.

Chu Han subsequently purchased a backpack which was both waterproof and anti-tear. He was preparing for a long journey. Although the country would send the military out to rescue the civilians, it would be too late by then. He needed to travel to Anluo and pick up his parents. He removed the belts and small objects from the backpack since zombies had sharp ears. These redundant things would inevitably attract trouble.

After that, Chu Han bought the most expensive clothes and a mountaineering suit which cost more than one thousand. It was dirt-proof, fast-drying, and reliable. He preferred not to be ***** half-way through his escape, as was the case in his previous incarnation.

Chu Han then bought some medical supplies and a gauze, both of which were rare in the eschatology. He filled the water bottle in his backpack with water. Having finished all of this, he bought some dry biscuits and beef jerky with the remaining money. The backpack was filled with these items.

He had no need to eat so much; all he wanted was to stay alive. Dry biscuits and beef jerky would last for a long time. As for other things... he lacked the money to purchase more, and having too many things was inconvenient when moving.

When he had finished everything, it was almost dusk. Overhead, the sky was clean, and warm sunlight shone down. It was a stark contrast to the rotten and smelly air and bloodstained street of the eschatology. Chu Han stood at the intersection, observing the final sunset before the eschatology. He felt a various range of emotions. Three months after the eschatology, people with supernatural power would start appearing, and two of his roommates were endowed with supernatural powers. However, it was only him that had survived for ten years.

He was a nobody; a common person, but he managed to survive. He had experienced many things in his previous incarnation...

*Beep beep!*

The phone in his pocket started shaking again. Chu Han pulled it out, and he saw that there were twenty missed calls from the same number.

"Hello?" Chu Han pressed the answer key.

"Do you want to get yourself killed?!" a mad female voice shrieked from the phone. The high-pitched voice coincided with the sound of a cup smashing on the desk.

Chu Han looked at the screen and there was a name displayedDing Xue.

To be honest, he knew more than twenty people named called Ding Xue during those ten years. However, he had an idea of who the Ding Xue of ten years ago was.

"Whats the matter?" Chu Han asked. He raised his head to look at the last sight of the sun before turning towards the weapon shop. It was time to collect the dagger and axe.

"I've made dozens of phone calls to you, yet you haven't picked up any of them!" On the other end of the phone, Ding Xue was fuming in anger. "Why did you miss the exam?""You know that you have no chance to resit the exam now you've missed it, right? Youll have to repeat it next semester! Do you still want to be a diligent student? Do you even want to graduate..."

Ding Xue was rattling on at the other end of the phone. Chu Han suddenly halted. He finally recognized the person: it was his class monitor in college. Ding Xues character was different to her name. She had such a volcanic temper that she even dared to rush to the dormitory, which was filled with bare-bellied schoolboys.

"Monitor, how are you?" Chu Han asked, a nostalgic smile plastered on his face. He had no idea what had happened to Ding Xue in his previous incarnation, but he had never met her after the eschatology began. Maybe she had died, or perhaps she had been transformed into a zombie

"How dare you!?" Ding Xue snorted furiously. "You'll have to repeat the exam next semester!"

"Monitor, you should buy food to prepare." For her sake, Chu Han reminded her. He had completely forgotten about Ding Xue; he had no idea of her current appearance, but they had been classmates for two years.

"Stop changing the topic." Ding Xue was the class monitor, so her mind wouldn't be distracted by Chu Han easily.

"Go and get some food and water." Chu Han didn't speak further and hung up the phone call. He had done his very best to help her prepare for survival in the eschatology with the experience he had accumulated over those ten years.

"Hello? Hello?" Ding Xue was trembling with rage in the dormitory. Her chest was heaving up and down due to her extreme fury. She was a privileged girl. This rich beauty had good grades and a strong working ability. Nobody would dare hang up on her call, and only she could order others around to do things. How could Chu Han, a poor student, hang up on her call?

"Asshole!" Ding Xue, who always had everything her way, couldn't help but cry. She felt wronged since she was never treated with such coldness.

Upon entering the weapon shop, Chu Han paid the remaining one thousand fee to the boss and left carrying the axe and dagger under the strange gaze of the boss. Luckily, the boss packed these two weapons tightly; otherwise, there would be a panic before the coming of the eschatology if he walked in the street wielding an axe and a dagger.

When he returned to the dormitory, Chu Han heated two cups of noodles to eat and some hot tea to drink. The junk food tasted delicious to him. He then took off his clothes and changed into the mountaineering suit. The world would be plunged into darkness for six hours before the eruption of the eschatology.

At that time, everyone and every living thing was in a comatose state. Once they regained consciousness, they realized the world had changed drastically. 80% of humanity was transformed into zombies, and the temperature decreased greatly. Chu Han had become accustomed to preparing thoroughly, so he planned to wear the mountaineering suit in advance.

After he wore the mountaineering suit, he placed the axe beside his hand, which was the most familiar position in his previous incarnation. He could grab the weapon immediately if there was imminent danger.

Next, he tied the dagger with a belt to the outer side of his right forearm. He was accustomed to having the longer weapon on his right side and the dagger on the left. This position made it easier to pull the dagger out as well as providing protection for his right forearm. He had prevented his arm from breaking many times with this unique technique.

Everything was ready, and it was already 10 p.m. There were eight hours till the coming of the eschatology.

The dark night silently passed by, and the sun shone early in the morning.

The phone displayed a time: 4th July, 2016, 6 a.m.

And then the screen became dark.

The brightening sky suddenly turned pitch-black, and the sun was impossible to view from any position on the Earth.

There was a desperate wail in the dormitory corridor, followed by the familiar roaring of zombies and the scream of a woman...

Wait, why was there a woman in the boys dormitory?

Chu Han was stupefied when he woke up, and he shook his head. Maybe he had been stupefied ten years ago, but he had forgotten the incident since it was not worth mentioning compared to the other events.

As he got up, Chu Han felt something wrong, and he picked up his phone. It failed to turn on.

Chu Han forced a smile. In the end, no one knew what happened during those six hours of darkness until five years after the eschatology, where a professor proposed the meltdown theory.

Back to the original; returning to the beginning.

The earths magnetic field had been changed, and consequently, the data that corresponded to it also changed. The previous academic knowledge had been overturned, and numerous things had to be re-explored. The science that humanity was familiar with had been disrupted, including the genes of human beings. One of the largest disasters brought by the change was that 80% of humanity transformed into zombies.

Luckily, not everything had changed, and there were still some things were left as leeway for humanity. Energy was still eternal, and fire could still provide warmth. Oil could be burned, and vehicles could be used.

Zombies relentlessly battered his door, and some sharp objects would occasionally make a screeching noise. The noise was caused by the fingernails of the zombies, which were different from human beings. Their fingernails were very tough.

Chu Han took out a dry biscuit and ate it. The eschatology had come, and the war for survival was beginning. The first thing to do was to find an energy supply.

So far, the zombies that appeared were of the lowest gradegrade one zombies with low speed and weak senses. Their power was insignificant. Excluding the creepy appearance, they posed little threat if people were armed with weapons while confronting a few of them.

It was exam week, so most students had departed the campus. However, there was still a portion of them remaining for the tests, so Mingqiu University was not too dangerous of a place compared to other places. It was the reason why he chose to stay in the dormitory before the coming of eschatology.

Having finished the biscuit, Chu Han peeked out of the window. Although the sun had reappeared, the sky was still gray in color. There was a crowd of zombies gnawing on bones, with crushed meat and blood scattered haphazardly on the street.

The sudden chaos was too fast and too direct. Chu Han suspected that these zombies had woken up even earlier than the humans.

*Crack!*

Immediately after he opened the door, Chu Han plunged his axe into a zombies head without looking!

*Psht!*

The axe lodged firmly in the zombies skull. The zombies eerily pale pupils and chapped skin were mere centimeters away from Chu Han. Warm blood and gooey brain matter splattered all over his face, and the unique, rotten smell of zombie innards diffused across the room and hallway.

The zombies head was completely mangled, and it let out a final gasp before its eyes dimmed.

With his accumulated experience, he instinctively knew that there was a zombie standing a meter away from the door.

Chu Han wiped his face and grunted as he pulled out the axe. The lifeless zombie fell to the ground, scattering the surroundings with bloody flesh and grey brain matter. The scarlet blood dyed the white brick a revolting shade of dark red.

Although Chu Han didn't recognize the zombie, he wouldn't show mercy even if he previously knew it.

Even so, his body was pitifully weak. The weight of the axe was one-tenth lighter than the military ones he wielded in his previous incarnation. However, he required both hands to use it effectively, and even that took a great toll on his body; he was currently gasping for breath after his battle with the zombie.

There was originally only one zombie beside the door, but the noise attracted the other zombies in the corridor. Each zombie listened intently, and they lumbered slowly towards the source of the noise. They were covered in rotten meat and blood. Their faces were unnaturally pale, and their white eyes lacked pupils. All of them gestured threateningly as they headed towards Chu Han.

*Aghh!*

*Howl!*

More than ten zombies entered his field of vision. Their ferocious growls sounded menacing. The current atmosphere in the dim corridor was extremely horrifying.

The reborn Chu Han lacked the super-strong body of his previous incarnation. He was currently too weak to deal with dozens of zombies simultaneously. Actually, he was unsure if he could even deal with four or five zombies.

Once bitten by a zombie, one would become infected with the zombie virus.

Besides, there were at least a dozen zombies, all filled with mad rage; they were akin to wild beasts that had been starved for days. They rushed at Chu Han frenziedly as they smelt the scent of fresh meat emanating from him. Their sharp fingernails were extended, each one dripping with red blood.

They wanted to gnaw on the flesh of Chu Han, dismember his body, and feast on his innards!

Chu Han remained beside the door frame. Although these zombies lacked intelligence, they jostled forward in a swarm. The area was a dead end, making it impossible for Chu Han to battle a dozen zombies in unison, but taking them out individually was possible. Now, the danger only came from one direction, which meant that he could wield his axe freely as he was behind the line marking the entrance.

It was the most basic principle of survival during eschatology: utilizing all the different elements to stay alive.

Since his stamina was insufficient, Chu Han rotated the axe and changed to hacking with the axes blunt end. The situation could turn dangerous if the axe head became too deeply lodged in a zombies head to pull out.

*Howl!*

A zombie rushed towards him.

Chu Han mercilessly hacked the axe downwards with a savage expression!

*Puff!* The zombies eyeballs were crushed, and a revolting mixture of black zombie blood and pus flowed out from the blood vessels. The gooey brain matter splattered all over Chu Han.

Two zombies killed!

Come on!

Chu Han didn't bother to wipe away the disgusting mixture of pus and blood stuck to his face, neck, tongue, and nostrils.

When the second zombie collapsed lifelessly, the third zombie instantly pounced on Chu Han. It opened its huge, smelly mouth impossibly wide, ripping its pale skin up to the ears. Its gums, with fragments of human organs stuck to it, were creaking loudly. The zombie felt an overwhelming desire to sink its sharp teeth into Chu Hans soft neck.

Chu Han had no time to rest his aching muscles and recover his ragged breath. He raised his arms and fiercely hacked the axe downwards, smashing the zombies teeth.

The heavy axe combined with Chu Hans powerful blow shattered the zombies jawbone, and it flew away towards the adjacent wall. The severed tongue looked similar to a fat, rotten loach.

*Pah!* Chu Han fiercely spat out the zombie flesh and black blood. He had nearly swallowed them. He often did this in his previous incarnation because he couldn't afford to pay attention to hygiene during a fight. However, his current virus resistance was too weak.

His energy was rapidly consumed by the intense combat, and his weak body seemed to be adapting after he had killed three zombies. Chu Han fought with great skill, and the fighting experience he had previously accumulated superimposed with his current actions.

As he fought, Chu Han became braver as his will to survive and find his family became firmer. An ordinary axe was being wielded skillfully. Dozens of zombies were slaughtered, and their corpses were piled up at the entrance.

*Crack!*

The head of the final zombie was smashed by the axe.

Chu Han panted heavily as he surveyed his surroundings while keeping a firm grasp on his axe. Although the corridor was dim, he confirmed that this floor was clear and no zombies remained since they lacked the intelligence to hide. The occasional sound of frenzied thumping could be heard as the zombies displayed their excitement upon hearing a disturbance in the corridor by smashing into a door.

He picked his way through the pile of dead zombies and headed towards the stairs. He couldn't kill zombies every time he met them. It was important to conserve his stamina in order to survive. Besides, there were no humans in the rooms if there were zombies thumping the door. There were only two possibilities: one was that the human had been eaten by a zombie, and the other one was that they had been transformed into a zombie after being infected.

Even then, he would pay no attention to living people since they were afraid of opening the door when listening to such a huge commotion. After all, he was not some kind of altruistic saint.

Chu Hans dormitory was on the third floor, and he trod softly, making a conscious attempt to muffle the noise of his footsteps. After a while, he arrived at the ground floor whilst killing five zombies on the stairs. The eschatology began at 6 a.m. The dormitory attendant had yet to open the dormitory door, so there was still a big, sturdy lock securing the iron door. The attendant had been transformed, and she was currently pacing around her house like an idiot.

Chu Han knew that he lacked the power to cleave through the iron lock. Besides, the resulting noise would attract numerous zombies. He could also see the shambling zombies waiting outside the gate. They would throw themselves at any fresh flesh with reckless abandon; even the blood on the ground wasn't spared from their feeding frenzy. They would greedily lick it with their revolting tongue, lapping up every last drop of blood.

He had no choice but to enter the house of the attendant in order to acquire the key if he wanted to open the gate. However, if the door was locked from the inside, it would be very troublesome.

Suddenly, Chu Han had a sudden flash of inspiration. He could find an unlocked room and climb out from the window.

He pressed his body to the corner of the wall, intently listening to the sounds in the corridor. Judging by his previous experience, there were approximately ten zombies on this floor.

Chu Han stretched out his head in order to observe the environment.

Abruptly, a zombie appeared from the room opposite of him. It sniffed suspiciously with its nose before an excited glint flashed through its eyes. The yellowish-green saliva sprayed out from its mouth splattered everywhere. It opened its mouth and roared ferociously, heading towards Chu Han.

Although Chu Han was glad since the opened door was such a short distance away from him, he was forced to repeat his previous actions in order to reduce the danger.

The speed of a newly infected zombie was slower than a human being, so he could definitely make it.

He showed no trace of hesitation and ran frantically. He grasped the chance to enter the room and stood at the doorway upon confirming the safety of the room.

His next series of action was extremely smooth. Although his current strength and speed were lacking compared to his previous incarnation, he still retained his experience and fighting skills. After he ran into the dormitory room and chose a good position, he turned around, intending to meet the zombies furious charge head-on. He wielded the axe and hacked it downwards!

*Puff!* The head of the zombie was split vertically in two by the axe, and brain fluid trickled out for a while before the zombie collapsed listlessly onto the floor.

Chu Han waved his fatigued arms before pulling out the axe which was deeply lodged into the skull.

The noise attracted the remaining nine zombies. He did not close the door; instead, he stealthily positioned himself behind the entrance. The muscles of his arms tensed up in anticipation as he prepared to swing his axe when the zombies appeared in front of him.

Banging noises reverberated continuously, but although his strength was somewhat depleted, Chu Han remained calm and composed. After an intense fight, he finally killed all the zombies.

Next, Chu Han pulled out the cork of the water bottle in his backpack. He slowly drank the water inside, savoring each drop. Humanitys intelligence should be appreciated as they were able to manufacture such a convenient thing. He picked up his axe after drinking and entered the corridor once again.

Although his originally frail heart was tempered into iron by those ten years, he didn't transform into a mad beast without any sense of morality. He still kept the nature that every human being should possess. Although he could not save everyone in danger, he would assist the people in the dormitory to the best of his ability.

He was not afraid of zombies as he had been reborn, and he knew the rules of survival. Others would be at a loss, as this would be their first time experiencing such a situation. Human beings were social animals; only by getting together would they dare to brave the crisis.

The majority of the zombies outside listened to the noise coming from the room and gathered outside of the iron gate. Their ash-gray arms were extended, exposing the bones underneath the rotting flesh. They made a futile attempt to squish through the gate. They felt no pain, which meant that a portion of the zombies rotting flesh was crushed when they squeezed too hard. The pieces of meat hung limply from their bodies, and the gate was coated with a thick layer of their dark, viscous blood.

The distance between Chu Han and the gate was only several meters, yet all seven meters were densely packed with zombies. He completely ignored their menacing growls, instead lining up the lifeless zombie corpses from the stairs. He arranged a line of them up to the door of room 104. He managed to find a marker pen in the room and wrote on the door: Here is the exit. The door is unlocked.

A normal human would think the zombie line was weird when they saw the gate was locked. Although it was scary and ugly, it was obviously artificial. They would be able to escape if they saw it.

After leaving the dormitories, Chu Han moved at a moderate pace. He paid close attention to his surroundings, ensuring that he kept close to the walls. Although zombies were relatively scarce in the first stage of the eschatology, it didn't mean that there were none. Being cautious at all times was one of the most important lessons he had learned in those years.

Chu Han left the building when it was safe. As he prepared to deal with the zombies in order to exit through the school gate, he heard a loud cry from the back of the window.

"Chu Han! Chu Han! Help me! I'm here! Turn around!"

"Shit, stupid cunt!"