Apocalypse: the Most Ruthless Person

"Sakura, how do you feel about this afternoon’s operation?"

Zhang Su saw Yi Xiaoling actively chatting and laughing with a group, while Ju Mumio sat alone in a corner eating and drinking soup. He took his bowl and chopsticks and sat across from her to chat.

"Highly organized, highly efficient, highly mobile, everyone was strong."

Ju Mumio said slowly, exhaling a hot breath filled with the strong smell of mutton and pepper, not paying attention to her image at all.

Zhang Su was very satisfied with her answer and smiled, saying, "You see, this is the power of the collective, not something an individual can compare to. That’s also why I’ve previously told you about the importance of overall improvement."

Ju Mumio nodded seriously, "I’m gradually understanding your thoughts, but I’m really not suited to train everyone together. This is something only you can handle."

Ju Mumio knew her own situation best. Even when she agreed to teach only Zhang Su, she had fully prepared her mindset, having no patience for teaching martial arts. But she never expected Zhang Su’s progress to be as rapid as lightning, far outpacing her patience.

She knew very well that there couldn’t be a second Zhang Su in the camp!

"It’s clear that you’re indeed not cut out to be a coach, so I need to step up..."

Then Zhang Su naturally started talking about training, mentioning how he was quite annoyed when he was interrupted at a critical moment during the afternoon training.

From recent interactions, he found that Ju Mumio was very straightforward and had never lied. This personality meant she wasn’t well-liked by many, but he personally enjoyed it a lot since being around someone who doesn’t hide emotions was quite comfortable.

No matter how lively a banquet is, it eventually ends. The festivities went on until past eleven at night, then people dispersed, each returning to their own homes. The people from Satellite Village also left Celestial Horse Island, along with Guo Dachao.

Regarding Zhang Su’s special mission, Guo Dachao hadn’t mentioned it to anyone, not even Yang Wenjie knew about it. She reluctantly saw him off down the mountain, worried he might be cold in the village, giving him a large cotton quilt.

The drones patrolled intermittently, assisted by Corgi Good Fortune, and with the surveillance cameras watching closely, the night passed peacefully without any sign of a zombie group launching a surprise attack, allowing everyone to finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Life in the camp was originally dull, but after the appearance of zombie groups, many tasks needed to be done.

In the morning, Zhang Su led people out to start strategized zombie hunts. They couldn’t allow tens of thousands of zombies to wander around nearby villages unchecked. Hunting was done with safety ensured, and although the efficiency was slow, patience pays off, and eventually, the zombies will be cleared out.

Besides hunting, monitoring the zombie groups was still very important, and not to be taken lightly. It’s a long-term task.

Afternoon training continued as well, as Zhang Su did not slow down the pace of training due to unexpected situations.

Everything progressed in an orderly fashion according to plan. Celestial Horse Island continued improvements, Village No.1 and Village No.2 were being gradually built, and zombie extermination efforts were underway, with half a month passing in the blink of an eye.

During this time, the temperature dropped further, but not by much, only about three or four degrees, with the extreme low reaching minus thirty-two degrees. Luckily, there was no snowfall.

In this period, five of the previously lured away zombie groups reactivated their sensors and moved towards Celestial Horse Island. They gathered scattered zombies from the villages along the way, gradually growing in size.

Fortunately, their tracks were discovered immediately, and they opted not for direct confrontation but continued with the strategy of luring them away to ease the crisis.

One of the groups was initially trapped in a quarry next to United Village. Zhang Su had a whimsical hope of retraining some Petrified Skin Zombies, but that quarry could no longer trap zombies for long periods. If they wanted to leave, they could just climb out...

Trip after trip, although not fundamentally solving the problem, it provided a buffer time for exterminating the zombies, using a stretched-out timeline to conserve labor and resources.

In terms of adaptability, humans are much stronger than zombies. The survivors on Celestial Horse Island have largely adapted to life and work in the cold climate, unlike the zombies.

Ordinary zombies, under such cold conditions, reverted to a pre-twice-enhanced state, with slower movement and reduced agility, making it easier to capture them. Although brain tissue research hasn’t seen groundbreaking progress, Fu Weijun and Xie Yanshan have not stopped their explorations, continuing to push forward.

In these frigid days, with the growing population, there was an increasing demand for fuel, but this was hardly a problem.

Even without the massive zombie horde from the south, the nearby zombie corpses alone would last indefinitely when burned. It merely required manpower to transport the bodies back to the camp. To everyone, this work was rather effortless. Even the youngest children with runny noses showed no reactive fear when facing zombies, taking it all in stride.

Gradually, zombies have become an inseparable part of everyday life, both as a threat and as a resource...

After several test runs, zombie-powered generators were put into use. Distributed on a five-meter-diameter circular track were four zombies. Within a fixed area, they were coerced and lured, relentlessly circling the power-generating equipment at the center, successfully driving the generator’s operation.

The power equipment, covering about thirty square meters, led by biological energy from four zombies, was concluded by Jia Shiqin to be equivalent to a four-kilowatt small generator. If powered by fuel, such a generator would need two liters of fuel per hour, while the zombies required only some sunlight and wind. In terms of energy transformation, the zombie generator was sustainable and clean.

Since deployment, seven or eight consecutive days have passed. Under the sun, the four zombies maintained lively vigor, tirelessly circling around, becoming a unique feature of Celestial Horse Island. Only, the shoes on their feet became the main consumables...

After confirming the feasibility of zombie generators, a second one was quickly being constructed. Zhang Su promised that in the not-too-distant future, a competition would be organized for Village No.1 and Village No.2. Whoever wins will get the second generator.

This was an extremely tempting prospect, only he didn’t specify what the competition would entail.

During these two weeks, Zhang Su trained with Ju Mumio every day. The elite team was led by Zhao Dezhu, while the Reserve Team smoothly got on track with concerted efforts by Yang Liehuo, Pan Guoliang, and Lü Leiyang.

Besides zombie-killing and training, Zhang Su also found the time to scout out the locations for the northern and western sentry posts, roughly three kilometers and two kilometers away from the camp respectively. With these outposts, the security on Celestial Horse Island would be further enhanced. However, this also slightly increased the members’ workload, for which they received additional compensation.

Since the southern zombie horde appeared, the entire world seemed to quiet down. No survivors appeared in people’s view, no word came from Bridge Town, and there was no activity from Survivor Alliance’s second-in-command, Gong Chengming, who had sent over a walkie-talkie.

While the outside world had no sound, internally, some less favorable news came about...

Guo Dachao was quiet and reserved but far better than Pang Dakun at gathering information. After living in Village No.2 for a while, he managed to uncover some news...