Apocalypse: the Most Ruthless Person

The quiet night passed quickly, and the next morning, the sky was bright, but no sunlight shone on the hillside, as the overcast clouds were low and obscured the light.

Zhang Su got up, stood by the window, and looked at the sky, feeling a little worried.

The cloud cover kept the temperature from dropping further, but because of this, he worried about snowfall. It has now been basically proven that whether it rains or snows, as long as water falls from the sky, it will upgrade the zombies...

Before the disaster broke out, heavy rain would hurt convenience store sales, but Zhang Su really enjoyed sitting in the store and watching the raindrops patter on the street. But now, once it rains, it’s a big problem, inevitably causing a sense of unease in his heart.

"Are you worried about snow?"

Zhong Xiaoshan hugged Zhang Su from behind, wearing a pair of exquisite earrings on her earlobes, which added a touch of brightness to her face.

"Yes."

Zhang Su sighed softly, as long as the zombies don’t continue to grow stronger, he doesn’t mind enduring cold weather for an entire year.

"Don’t think too much, these are things we cannot decide. Focus your energy on things we can decide on, okay?"

Zhong Xiaoshan encouraged Zhang Su in a gentle voice.

As the leader’s woman, can she use privileges to seek, enjoy, and be lazy?

Not at all!

Both she and Zheng Xinyu understand very well that if they go down that road, trouble is not far away. They both know the burden on their shoulders.

As the woman behind Zhang Su, she must give him sunlight when he’s pessimistic, comfort when he’s sad, solace when he’s tired, and at the same time do her own work well.

It’s not easy at all, but even so, this position still makes many people relish it. They believe that as long as Zhang Su shows a little interest in a certain woman, the probability of her refusal is almost zero...

Zhang Su nodded and said, "You’re right, we should focus on the things we can decide. Wow, when did you become a philosopher, talking like that? Haha, let’s go, philosopher, let’s get ready to eat... hmm?"

His mood improving, and just about to have breakfast, Zhang Su’s ears twitched, as he heard unfamiliar footsteps in the hallway outside the door!

"What’s wrong?"

Zhong Xiaoshan followed Zhang Su’s gaze to the room wall, but there was nothing there.

"Someone is sneaking outside..."

Zhang Su slightly frowned, becoming more vigilant, but before he could grab a weapon, he heard someone speaking outside.

"Uncle, it’s breakfast time, are you up?"

"Xiaopang?"

Zhong Xiaoshan was stunned, not expecting it to be Pang Dakun outside.

"You little rascal, what’s up..."

Zhang Su opened the door and saw Pang Dakun standing at the door with a sheepish grin. At first, he thought it was Ju Mumio sneaking over because both of them walked quite lightly.

"No... hehe, well, good morning, sister-in-law."

Pang Dakun scratched his head nervously, then hurriedly greeted Zhong Xiaoshan.

"You’re here to talk to your uncle, right? You two talk, I’ll go eat first."

Zhong Xiaoshan could see that Pang Dakun had something he wanted to talk to Zhang Su about, and naturally wouldn’t stay around boringly, so she waved her hand and walked downstairs.

"What’s up with you? Come in and talk."

Zhang Su saw Pang Dakun’s sneaky look, which was a clear sign of guilt or having some issue, and thought that maybe this guy had gotten into some trouble!

"Hey, hey!"

Pang Dakun quickly walked into the room, closed the door, stood in the center, and said with a silly grin: "Hehe, uncle, um, I wanted to ask, the girl who went out with you yesterday, um, Su Xiaoya, where is she?"

Zhang Su arched an eyebrow and gave Pang Dakun a sideways glance: "Su Xiaoya is not one of our Celestial Horse Island people; she must be living in Village No.2 with the boss ladies of Kuanzhuang. What do you want?"

Satellite Village had already abandoned its previous name and started using numbers instead.

"Nothing..." Pang Dakun grinned foolishly and said, "Well, uncle, can, um, could you arrange a job for Su Xiaoya on Celestial Horse Island?"

"You rascal, just be honest, do you have a thing for her?"

Zhang Su could tell from Pang Dakun’s demeanor that he was interested, though he hadn’t wanted to directly point it out before.

"Haha, probably a bit, I think she’s quite cute."

Pang Dakun rubbed his nose awkwardly, feeling uneasy.

"It’s normal for someone your age to like girls. She’s about your age, so it’s fine. But I have no intentions of bringing her to Celestial Horse Island."

Zhang Su shrugged, both publicly and privately, he didn’t want to see Su Xiaoya daily. He didn’t expect that the little guy they took in from Shuwa Village would like her.

Honestly, Su Xiaoya’s appearance, if placed before the disaster, would be at best average, but now, she could be considered "beautiful."

At first, Pang Dakun was eager, feeling confident about the situation, but upon being outright rejected, he instantly wilted like a frost-bitten eggplant, looking dispirited.

"Look at you, all dejected!"

Zhang Su was both amused and frustrated at Pang Dakun’s despondent look. He could hardly stand on the high ground to criticize others because he himself had two beautiful women with him. Yet, he knew that even if he didn’t have them, having tasted the "finer things," he could suppress his desires well.

Pang Dakun appeared troubled, saying, "Uncle, you’re not concerned about my happiness in life."

"Damn, what kind of nonsense is that!" Zhang Su truly burst into laughter, tapping Pang Dakun on the head affectionately and pretending to be angry: "Do you have a brain freeze? Su Xiaoya can’t come to Celestial Horse Island, but you can go to Village No.2!"

Regardless of Village No.1 or Village No.2, Zhang Su intended to place key members there.

Although Pang Dakun didn’t seem overly excited at Zhang Su’s suggestion, he pondered for a moment, muttering to himself. After more than ten seconds, he shook his head, saying, "I better not go to Village No.2. Grandpa always told me that a man should bring a wife home, not be a son-in-law and live with the woman’s family because that’s not manly!"

"Ha!"

This time, Zhang Su couldn’t hold back and burst out laughing, taking a deep breath and saying: "You’re thinking pretty far ahead, writing the marriage certificate while you haven’t even bought a pen. And who said you’d go to Village No.2 and never return? You’d be going there to be in charge of people, understand?"

"What? In charge?" Pang Dakun was very sensitive to the idea of being in charge. He had known since he was little that being in charge was impressive, and he instantly perked up: "Uncle, I want to be in charge. I can do it, I can manage people, just tell me what to do!"

"Don’t get too excited. Let me ask you, if Su Xiaoya could be with you but wanted you to help Kuanzhuang oppose us, what would you do?"

Zhang Su directly posed the question because he knew it wasn’t worth going around in circles with someone like Pang Dakun, who had a few missing brain cells.

"I definitely wouldn’t do it!"

Pang Dakun puffed out his chest and answered swiftly.

"Ha..." Zhang Su sneered slightly, saying: "You sound steadfast now, but if the little girl whispers in your ear while lying next to you, who knows, you might get completely turned around!"

Pang Dakun saw that Zhang Su didn’t trust him, but he wasn’t anxious. Clenching his teeth, he said: "Uncle, you can’t joke about things like this. I might love to steal, but Grandpa always told me that certain principles must never be compromised. What you mentioned is a principled mistake! If..."

As he spoke, Pang Dakun’s eyes showed a bit of struggle, but after a moment of thought, he said: "If she really wanted me to betray you, I’d capture her and let everyone handle it!"

"Alright, kid, your grandpa taught you well."

Zhang Su patted Pang Dakun’s arm, saying: "Su Xiaoya just went through a major change in her life, so she’s probably not in the mood for romance. If you’re really interested, you can go to Village No.2 to help with work while also keeping an ear out for any unusual sounds. Report any discord to me as soon as possible! Understand what I mean by discord?"

Pang Dakun nodded thoughtfully and said: "Discord means speaking ill of you or of Celestial Horse Island, right?"

"That’s part of it, but also deceiving leaders, disobedience, and pretending to comply while secretly violating orders. You are a smart kid and can discern things. Go there today, and if you can get a meal from them, have some; if not, come back here to eat. Remember your identity!"

As Satellite Village continued to be built, more spies would be needed, and Zhang Su intended to start training Pang Dakun first.

"Okay, Uncle, I will complete the mission!"

Pang Dakun stood to attention and saluted, although his form was not standard, his attitude was very determined.

"What mission? There’s no mission; you’re going to help with work. Let’s go, eat... oh, don’t forget to return for afternoon training!"

Zhang Su reminded Pang Dakun, and the two of them left the room together to head to the dining room.

After escaping the crisis of life and death, emotional issues become important, but fortunately, the camp atmosphere is harmonious, and there haven’t been any melodramatic incidents of jealousy or rivalry over love.