Chapter 2 (1/2)

”You want it sharpened?!”

The boss was extremely astonished at Chu Han’s 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 didn’t 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 for 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 naked 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 n.o.body; 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.

”h.e.l.lo?” Chu Han pressed the answer key.

”Do you want to get yourself killed?!” A mad female voice rung out from the phone. It coincided with the sound of a cup smas.h.i.+ng on the desk.

Chu Han looked at the screen and there was a name displayed—Ding 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.

”What’s 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 call to you, yet you didn’t pick up any of them!” Ding Xue at the other end of the phone was fuming in anger. She growled at him like an enraged lioness: ”Why did you miss the examination? Do you know that you have no chance to resit the exam if you miss it? You’ll 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 cla.s.s monitor in college. Ding Xue’s 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 wore a nostalgic smile. 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, ”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 cla.s.smates for two years.

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