Chapter 1, Rebirth
I do not like this name! In the eyes of Old Hu San, it was still that refined face, but at this moment, the once frail youth now bore an unsettling coldness that sent shivers down one's spine
With the boy's words, the dagger was drawn out and then thrust violently into his chest once more, followed by a fierce twist
Are you called Hu Laosan
"So what?" The young man said with a cold smile, unafraid and at ease.
As consciousness gradually emerged from the haze of confusion, there was a sense of someone calling out to oneself, yet the mind, lost in the memories of the moments before death, was reluctant to awaken, its thoughts having returned to a time long past
Hey, you really are getting old and confused!" Hu Laosan sneered, looking at him, and said in a low voice: "The Ye family is a prestigious and influential clan. If it weren't for the governor's intentions, people like us would probably not even be able to enter the Ye family's door.
A pale hand suddenly reached out from behind the middle-aged man, gripping the rough arm of Hu Laosan. There was not much strength in the grip, and it felt as though he could easily break free with a little effort. However, Hu Laosan only felt a numbness in his arm, rendering half of it completely powerless.
This ... ... "The officer Fang frowned and said: 'Death penalty!'"
Young Master Ye, be cautious with your words! Upon hearing this, Fang Yue's expression changed dramatically; this was no trivial matter. If this accusation were to be substantiated, not only would he struggle to retain his position, but it could also implicate his family.
"Officer Fang, this person is adept at intruding..." The middle-aged man hurriedly came out, wanting to defend the young man, but was stopped by the young man waving his hand
Saying this, he also patted his own chest and reached out to grab the dagger in the old man's hand
The sound of rustling
"Even if this fool wakes up, what difference does it make?" At the door, a burly man with a muscular chest pushed aside several idlers blocking the entrance. He stood in front of the door, his physique exceptionally large, his gaze revealing a fierce hostility. He coldly glanced at the man on the bed and sneered, "Old man, he brought this upon himself. Now that he has passed away, the estate and the land deeds should be surrendered according to the rules. I, Third Master, have a bad temper. If you really have the guts, come and stab that ridiculous thing in your hand over here. Come, stab it right here!"
Who it is no longer matters, because the ability to silently bring the zombies in despite numerous obstacles must be due to a trusted confidant by one's side
What! The old man was slightly taken aback, his face displaying an expression of disbelief as he looked at Hu Laosan, murmuring: "My young master is a filial and upright person... it is impossible!"
It is hard to imagine that a writer, who is completely unaccustomed to physical labor and unable to distinguish between different grains, has spent all day in the company of a computer, and whose health has always been in a suboptimal state, could survive for a full ten years in a doomsday environment filled with zombies and mutants, and moreover, become the overlord of a base city, controlling the lives and deaths of more than 70,000 people
"Without receiving an imperial decree from the court, and lacking the tiger talisman." Fang Yue sighed.
Before the arrival of the apocalypse, he was a somewhat well-known writer, not overly famous, living a life free from financial worries, yet without any significant achievements. Just when he thought that he would pass his life in such a mundane manner, the apocalypse struck
"Murder! Murder! Ye Zhao is killing!" Hu Laosan has not yet completely fallen, but the group of ruffians and idle men surrounding him have already been terrified. They usually bully the honest common people, but when faced with such a scene, seeing the blood pooling at Hu Laosan's feet, they screamed and rushed out in a panic, completely lacking the earlier bravado of blocking the door.
Young master! A middle-aged man looked at the youth who appeared beside him with a face full of surprise, his eyes shimmering with an expression of disbelief
The court... should not treat the loyal and virtuous descendants so harshly! How can this be allowed! ?" The middle-aged man could not believe all of this, standing in a daze at the original spot, murmuring to himself.
Then, under duress, I accidentally killed a person who was already deserving of death. May I ask what crime there is in this
Wow
As for what he is attached to, even he himself cannot articulate it clearly
Unfortunately, his brilliance came to an end here. He was betrayed by someone who deliberately lured the zombies from outside the base city, causing great chaos. In the midst of the turmoil, he was assassinated.
What high efficiency! Pushing aside the lifeless Hu Laosan, Ye Zhao disregarded the old man's obstruction and strode out. Looking at the spears pointed at him, he showed no sign of fear and coldly laughed, "Why did none of you come to uphold justice when these ruffians were bullying the elderly and weak of the Ye family just now?"
According to the laws of the Great Han, murder is punishable by death, the military general said in a deep voice
In a more distant place, a middle-aged man dressed in a blue robe tightly gripped a dagger in his hands, facing a burly man blocking the doorway, his eyes flashing with a look of despair
Not bad, one cannot tell that Young Master Ye has some skills. As for today's incident... uh..." Hu Laosan spoke halfway, his eyes suddenly widening in disbelief as he looked down at the dagger that had already pierced into his abdomen, the blade only halfway in. The young man's strength was insufficient to push it all the way through. One could sense that the young man exerted himself a second time, even leaning his body forward to slowly push the dagger deeper. Blood continuously seeped out, and with the loss of blood, his strength was also gradually fading away. His eyes widened in disbelief as he looked down at the dagger that had already pierced into his abdomen, the blade only halfway in. The young man's strength was insufficient to push it all the way through. One could sense that the young man exerted himself a second time, even leaning his body forward to slowly push the dagger deeper. Blood continuously seeped out, and with the loss of blood, his strength was also gradually fading away.
Regarding his current situation, he feels somewhat confused, as unfamiliar memories continuously surge in his mind. Had it not been for his spirit having undergone several breakthroughs, reaching an astonishing height, it is likely that these suddenly flooding memories would have driven him to a state of mental fragmentation.
... ...
This is the scene that presented itself in his mind after regaining consciousness. Although his eyes were not open, he had already unlocked the treasure trove of the human body during his struggles in the apocalyptic decade, awakening certain abilities. Even with his eyes closed, he could vividly visualize every blade of grass and tree within a radius of ten meters in his mind. This ability was unearthed through numerous close encounters with death.
More than 70,000 people, which may not seem significant before the apocalypse, as even a moderately prosperous town would have more than this number. However, ten years after the apocalypse, the number of surviving humans in a province is likely to be around this figure.
"Scoundrel!" The middle-aged man angrily waved his dagger a few times, pointing at the burly man, and shouted sternly: "Hu Laosan, what are you? My Ye family has served the court loyally for three generations, guarding the borders. This house and land were bestowed upon my Ye family by the late emperor. Not to mention you, even if the governor comes, he cannot touch them!"
"Young master, please wake up!" By the bedside, a tearful young girl shook his body frantically. She was not exceptionally beautiful, but quite delicate, and in her current state of utter sorrow, she appeared endearing.
Snap
The officer Fang was momentarily at a loss as to how to respond
"As a garrison, without the court's permission, it is forbidden to unilaterally occupy the city. Officer Fang, may I ask if you have received an imperial order, and can you present the imperial token?" The young man pressed forward step by step
Exactly
If I remember correctly, your name is Fang Yue, a lieutenant stationed in Hanoi, is that right
You ... ...
"Without any orders or imperial tokens, Fang Yue, you have taken it upon yourself to lead troops into the city. Could it be that you intend to rebel?" The youth's gaze suddenly became sharp.
There are also the costumes of these people... In ancient costume dramas before the apocalypse, they were often seen
Old Hu San noticed the middle-aged man lost in thought, a flicker of a sinister smile crossed his eyes, and he reached out to seize the dagger. His earlier words were intended to distract the old man; after all, despite his strong physique, he was not skilled in martial arts, and the old man's wild swings made him hesitant to approach.
"Young Master Ye, you have committed murder!" said a leading military officer, looking at the corpse of Old Hu San on the ground, his expression grim.
Everything before him felt astonishing: the ancient-style houses, the old-fashioned yet exquisitely crafted furniture. Such a scene should not exist in a post-apocalyptic world. The entire base city was constructed primarily of steel, even the rooms that housed refugees were built with solid reinforced concrete to withstand the potential emergence of otherworldly beings. However, the house he currently occupied seemed to be primarily made of wood.
This person trespassed into the Ye family's residence without permission, intending to commit murder. I acted in self-defense. As a military officer, according to the laws of the Han Dynasty, what punishment should be imposed for trespassing into a private residence with the intent to commit murder
Virus crisis
In the decade of the apocalypse, he had become accustomed to betrayal and the ugliness of human nature. In an era where laws had collapsed and morals had deteriorated, betrayal was not an unusual occurrence. The victor would take all; from the day he ascended to the throne of dominance, he had anticipated this day. Yet, when that day truly arrived, he realized that he was not as calm and strong as he had imagined. He still harbored countless attachments to that sinful world
With a cry, Hu Laosan opened his mouth, and blood mixed with bits of flesh sprayed all over the young man. Yet the young man felt nothing at all. Immediately after, a dagger was thrust into his chest again, three stabs in total. Each time was not a fatal blow, but they were undoubtedly the most painful spots. After ten years of survival in the apocalypse, he faced not only zombies and mutants, but more often, he had to confront the hidden daggers and open guns of his own kind. He was already well-versed in the structure of the human body, knowing exactly how to keep a person alive even in the most excruciating pain. He understood this better than anyone else.
Almost simultaneously, amidst the orderly sound of footsteps, a large group of armored officials and soldiers surged in, surrounding the house where the young man was located.
The young man suddenly relaxed his expression, shook his head and smiled, saying: "Rest assured, I know that this matter is by no means under your control. Lead the way, we are going to the county office. Uncle Liang, go and invite the esteemed elders of the city. Although my Ye family is not a prominent noble clan, we are descendants of loyal and virtuous individuals. Today, we have been bullied by a few ruffians, and this matter will not end here"
If one is to blame, let it be for his ignorance of the consequences, for he has brought about his own demise. Now that the Ye family has been extinguished, even the items bestowed by the late emperor must naturally be returned to the court, since there is no one left in the Ye family. Hu Laosan glanced at the tearful young girl beside the bed and let out a sneer
"Uncle Liang, you have never touched this thing in your life, be careful not to hurt yourself." The young man easily took the dagger from the middle-aged man's hand, smiling as he turned to look at Old Hu San.