Fan Wei who had been zombified was not longer a human. His roaring and the motion when standing up were the same as a zombie.

Chen Shaoye smelled the hot pot and felt so hungry now. Unconsciously, he picked up the fire ax and held it with his hands tightly. He seemed to stare at Fan Wei who had woken up.

Chu Han peeked at Fan Wei. He happened to see that there were pale pupils in Fan Wei’s eyes. It’s final, he could not escape the fate of transforming into a zombie.

Chu Han looked at Chen Shaoye whose action was unregulated and body quivering, "Cut the head and it will die, do it until the head is broken."

Pata! Pata!

Drops of sweat dropped from the face of Chen Shaoye and he was soon drenched with it.

Ong-----

Fan Wei suddenly roared and rushed to Chen Shaoye. He opened his mouth to an unscientific degree, showing the bleeding gums. The skin was not of a human and the pale face seemed to be cracking.

Chen Shaoye made a sound that seemed like crying and laughing at the same time. He closed his eyes and raised the ax. He swung forward with a great vigor!

The strike failed.

Because of his unstable posture, he staggered and somehow evaded the zombie’s slow attack.

What a luck!

As the audience, Chu Han could not help cursing at him and he thought that he had found the wrong person. He could come up with nothing even when they were face to face. How could he be a good sniper with such aiming?

Patata! Chu Han put meat in the pot and it was the last chance for Chen Shaoye. He would not help the fat guy.

Mutton was boiled in the pot, making a stimulating sound. An unspeakable fragrance a.s.sailed the nose of Chen Shaoye. He gulped and looked at Chu Han. The mutton was cooked and Chu Han was eating.

"Aaaahh!" Chen Shaoye mustered his courage and shouted loudly. He dashed to the zombie with bloodshot eyes.

He wanted to have the meat! He wanted to have hot pot! A zombie meant nothing! Hop pot was everything!

Puff! The fire ax hit the zombie’s ear. Although the aim was bad, the brain structure had been broken, killing the zombie.

However, Chen Shaoye didn’t seem to have realized it. He cut the zombie for several times to crush the head, "Ah! Ah! Ah!" Chen Shaoye let out a primal shout when cutting the zombie. His heart sank and his outlook of the world had been distorted, so he was at a total loss.

Five minutes later.

"Brother, brother Chu." Chen Shaoye was puffing and panting, "Can I have the hot pot?"

"Yes," Chu Han did not look at him.

The awakened zombies were weaker than normal zombies, so they could easily be killed by Chen Shaoye. It was nothing special.

Looking at the Chen Shaoye who was eating and crying, Chu Han suddenly realized that the days ahead would be tough.

This fat guy was too weak!

Why was he crying for killing a zombie?

In the morning of the second day, the sun was not s.h.i.+ning brightly. Chu Han slapped the face of Chen Shaoye.

"Wake up! Fatty!"

Chen Shaoye opened his eyes in fear and the fat on his face was shaking, "What happened? Are there zombies?"

"You’re the zombie!" Chu Han dragged Chen Shaoye out of the car, "Wake up and exercise!"

Although he had accepted the fat guy, Chu Han still wanted to train Chen Shaoye. It was fine if he was mistaken; but what if the fatty really did have potential in shooting? It was stupid if he could not bear the recoil of a gun even though he had the talent.

As for Chu Han, he planned to conduct a devilish training to improve his physical strength. He had checked the meltdown system. His strength could be upgraded to the first grade if he trained a lot. G.o.d knows when he would finish the task of killing two hundred zombies. It was not a good idea to crush them with his G55 as a lot of limitations were present. The most important thing was that his gained credits would be cut to half, which was not little.

Chen Shaoye obviously did not have a proper reaction and he just raised his head to look at the sky without sun, murmuring, "When time is it?"

Chu Han was doing push-ups and replied, "5 a.m."

"5 a.m? !" Chen Shaoye screamed, "What will I do getting up so early? I have only slept for four hours!"

"Sleeping for three hours a day is enough," Chu Han stood up with sweat and changed to train his legs with stretching them sideways. Now, his body was so weak that training just a little bit had already tired him out.

In those ten years, humans had invented a set of training method. Everyone should increase their strength, including children. In eschatology, having a strong physical strength was the standard reached by each survivor. It was important to not only fight against zombies, but also for escaping.

n.o.body knew when and where there would danger.

A weird b.l.o.o.d.y sun slowly rose.

Chu Han tossed Chen Shaoye around for one hour and they hurriedly continued their journey. One must not use their physical strength excessively as when danger comes, one might not even be able to run away. However, Chen Shaoye was still so tired and had eaten several rice rolls in the car.

Chu Han did not stop his crazy eating since the food retention period was not long. It would be wasted if they did not eat them. The food that could be saved for a long time was saved in the trunk and Chen Shaoye could not reach them.

The speed of the G55 on the highway was not fast as there were some crooked cars on each of lane. There were some zombies mindlessly surrounding the cars. They mouths were open wide and they hung around the way with their strange and slow pace.

Chu Han would crash directly any zombies that he could with the G55 and for those that were in a position that can’t be reached by car, he would use his ax and chop them using the car’s momentum. He could not ignore the points even when he’s in a hurry to find his parents. From his memory, he had not met with his parents for ten years.

There was still a long way to go until he reached Anluo and there weren’t too many zombies on the highway. Chu Han needed to hurry up with since the situation would not be so smooth in several days. You would spend one day to cross one hundred miles. Besides, driving at high speed was dangerous.

Zombies seemed to have a natural talent to catch and they would go anywhere that had humans. With time pa.s.sing, there would be more people who stopped waiting for their deaths at home and they would leave with some company so there would be much more people and zombies on the highway. The broken window made a noise because of the wind and the fat on Chen Shaoye’s face was shaking.

The highway was not flat or s.p.a.cious so Chu Han could not drive too fast and he needed to get oil from other cars. So after three days went by, the two people came to a resting station and the tank of the G55 was emptied again. Chu Han had to stop for refueling.

Stopping the car, Chu Han went off with his ax. He looked around carefully.