The male supporting character was actually myself.

……

On the chaotic street, seven or eight cars sped by, followed by a horde of mutated zombies.

After twisting and turning, it seemed like we were about to break out of the town and get onto the main road, but then the road blocked us out!

At the very edge of town was a cluster of factories. There was no direct road leading to it, and the difference in elevation between the factories and the road, which was just inches away, was more than two meters. There was also a ditch in between, so cars definitely couldn't get through.

With no way to retreat, and seeing the horde of zombies roaring as they charged, the twenty or so tattooed men picked up their weapons and began firing as they tried to find a way out.

Chapter Fifteen: Advanced Fire-type Abilities and Xiaogang Village

"Tu Tu Tu!"

With their view blocked by the factory buildings, the tattooed men only heard a burst of machine gun fire from above, followed by a series of zombies falling to the ground.

The bald, burly man immediately realized that someone was helping him on the highway above.

He was overjoyed and shouted, "Quick, quick, everyone climb over the wall and run up!"

Looking out the RV window at the densely packed mutated zombies, Gong Feibai felt a restless anxiety. For several days, he had been feeling unwell on and off, which had also slowed down the entire team's schedule.

Faced with a large number of mutated zombies, the leader, along with Guo Quanyi and the little fat man, used a machine gun to spray bullets.

Even Tang Xueli and Dr. Zhao would fire their guns to help.

Du Rui, holding the child, hid in the car, while he, a grown man, could only watch helplessly.

The anxiety in my heart intensified, as if there was an emotion that was hard to suppress that needed to be released!

Gong Feibai stumbled out of the car, his face flushed, and roared at the surging tide of mutated zombies—suddenly, fireballs exploded in the zombie horde seven or eight meters away!

"Boom!" A fireball at least one meter in diameter exploded, sending many zombies flying, and then a raging fire broke out.

One after another, fireballs appeared out of nowhere, blasting the zombie horde to pieces.

"Feibai!" Dr. Zhao dropped his gun and rushed forward to help Gong Feibai, who had fainted after venting his anger, up. Although his face was pale, his body temperature was gradually returning to normal.

Jiang Chen quickly dealt with the remaining zombies, and the bald, burly man and others who had been rescued also scrambled up from below.

"Damn, what a coincidence!" Upon seeing that his savior was the handsome guy he had met before, the bald, burly man immediately became excited. "Buddy, if it weren't for you getting some bullets, we brothers would have really been killed in this small town today."

Damn it, I thought the place wasn't big enough to find some supplies, but I found nothing but zombies!

Was that a superpower just now?

"Dude, you're fucking awesome!"

While tidying up the guns and ammunition, the chubby guy corrected, "Our boss was busy shooting and almost bit your zombies, so he didn't have time to use his ultimate move. That's another one."

"Fei Bai has awakened his superpower?" Tang Xueli felt a little surprised and a little envious.

Jiang Chen nodded with a smile in a great mood, "Not only has it awakened, but it seems to be at a pretty high level."

It turned out that his physical discomfort was caused by the sudden awakening of a high-level superpower, and he wasn't about to be killed by the script. He immediately felt relieved.

After they are likely rescued by the protagonist in advance, they will still awaken, but they will not be tied to the protagonist's pirate ship.

Gong Feibai slept until the next day before waking up.

Not only is he full of energy, but his physical condition has also improved significantly compared to before.

"Liang Yong, if you had the chance to awaken..." Before Jiang Chen could finish asking, the chubby boy, his jaw dropping three times, shook his head in fright, "No, no, no, I think it's better to stay cowardly. Awakening a superpower would cost me half my life, I can't take that!"

The tattooed, muscular men who joined the team were quite envious of Gong Feibai. His fireballs were cool, highly lethal, and most importantly, they saved on guns and ammunition. He could eat his fill and keep bombing. How awesome was that!

"Full speed ahead, let's try to reach our destination today." Jiang Chen flipped through the map and drew the next destination for the protagonist, Chu Han.

Tang Xueli carefully planned the route. In any case, whatever Jiang Chen said or did was right, and she would fully support him!

The sky was overcast with a light drizzle, adding to the desolate atmosphere of the apocalypse.

"Don't you guys think there's something wrong with those weeds by the roadside?" she asked softly after gazing out the window for a moment.

Gong Feibai, who was driving, glanced at it and shook his head. "Aren't all weeds like this?"

Tang Xueli hesitated and said, "I have been managing the pear orchard for many years and I have never seen such a big foxtail grass."

Hearing this, Jiang Chen, who was engrossed in his book, looked out the window. "It's probably because no one cares about things in this apocalyptic world, so they can grow wildly. You see, some houses in small towns are covered in vines. Without human activity, nature has started to repair itself."

"Even if it grows wildly, it can't be this big, can it?"

"Either someone died there or a zombie was there, and it became nutrients for the weeds."

Gong Feibai's words made Tang Xueli frown slightly, "Then the wild grass will also be polluted, right? It seems that even if there are wild fruits in autumn, we can't just pick and eat them."

The topic quickly shifted, and the three of them chatted casually in the car.

As evening approached, a simple high wall came into view.

"What are you doing?" The patrolmen on the high wall noticed a line of cars parked below and shouted loudly in Mandarin with a strong regional accent.

Dr. Zhao got out of the car first and explained to the other party, "We are passing by, and there is nowhere to set up camp nearby. Could we stay the night?"

This is a remote little village nestled in a mountain valley.

A wide road runs through the village, but the place is so remote that even before the apocalypse, trucks used to rush by.

With no other villages or towns nearby, the villagers built a simple high wall outside the village for their own safety.

The locals were kind and honest, and after a brief discussion, they opened the iron gate to let their convoy in.

Xiaogang Village is a village with a total population of just over four hundred.

Before the apocalypse, most of the young and middle-aged people worked outside the village. After the apocalypse, no one was able to return. At this time, only a hundred or so people remained in this small village, most of whom were elderly people, women, and children.

"Leaving home young and returning old..." As soon as the car stopped, Jiang Chen could vaguely hear children reciting. He got out of the car and looked in the direction from which the sound came.

In a simple room, about twenty children were reading poems copied on the blackboard by the last rays of daylight.

The village chief was probably in his fifties, with some gray hair, and wore a faded gray Zhongshan suit.

"Where did you come from? Where are you going? Have you eaten?"

"This car is so beautiful!"

"He has a gun in his pocket!"

"That little girl is really pretty..."

……

After the apocalypse, no one came to the village, and life here was not much different from before.

Each household has unpolluted tap water, and they can be completely self-sufficient in the grains, vegetables, chickens, ducks, geese, fish, and shrimp they grow, so they don't have a particularly strong sense of crisis.

Jiang Chen took some food from the car, mainly meat.

The village chief seemed very happy. The village only slaughtered pigs and sheep during the New Year, so they ate very little meat at other times. After the apocalypse, the young people in the village never returned, and the lack of meat sales made the shortage even more severe.

He took out his family's large pot, poured in the meat, added some water and vegetables, and simmered it into a meat broth.

Soon, fragrant steam rose from the small village where oil lamps were lit during the rainy weather.

The children, having just finished school, surrounded the visitors, curiously observing them, and occasionally licking their lips when they smelled the aroma of meat.

"This place is like a paradise!" Little White muttered softly, perched on its host's shoulder. "The protagonist is so hateful, he doesn't even spare a small village!"

In the story, Chu Han is determined to recruit Liang Suogui, a simple and honest man from the village, into his ranks. While rushing on his journey, he encounters a horde of mutated zombies and brings a large number of zombies to the base of a simple high wall.

The villagers had no guns or ammunition, and the makeshift high walls were no match for the mutated zombies.

Soon the entire village fell.

After rescuing the people he desperately needed, Chu Han drove away from Xiaogang Village.

Liang Suogui, who originally had parents, wife, son and daughter, suddenly became a lonely man and was depressed for a long time. In the end, he was provoked by the protagonist and became determined to kill all the zombies to avenge his parents, wife and children. From then on, he became a vengeful person with a twisted personality.

Although he was one of the warriors who survived, the once honest and easy-going Liang Suogui had degenerated into a psychopath through the brutal killings, and spent his life using fighting to soothe the pain in his heart.

Which of the generals who can become famous in the apocalypse did not experience life and death and grow into people who carry heavy burdens?

But if given a choice, everyone would rather fight zombies to protect their loved ones than fight them for revenge.

Chapter Sixteen: The Night Arrives

"Your defenses here can't stop the mutated zombies." After finishing his meal, Jiang Chen glanced at the simple high wall and said to the village chief, who was smoking his pipe.

The village chief smiled and said, "Don't worry, don't worry. In our small place, you won't see a soul for ten days or half a month, let alone those scary things."

Our village is a place blessed with good feng shui!

After the incident, no one in the village was left half-dead. However, we encountered a few people who looked like they were hiking tourists, but they ended up looking like neither human nor ghost, and we chased them away.

The purpose of building this wall is to prevent that thing from sneaking in at night when you can't see clearly.

"What mutation nonsense! You've come all this way from over there in all this time. Even if they're powerful and can't get here, they can't stop us!"

He exhaled a satisfied smoke ring, glanced at everyone, and invited, "Why don't you all just stay?"

As long as crops grow in the fields, we won't be thirsty or hungry here.

There's no one to teach the children in the village. Could you help out with the lessons? No matter what, the children's education must not be neglected.

The village didn't value education in the past, and each generation in the village is worse than the last.

After I became the village chief, I strictly enforced the importance of learning!

The village rewards students for their good grades, and pays for their tuition when they get into university. That's how more than a dozen students were raised. They're all doing well outside the village, and they even pooled their money to dig a good well for the village.

Although the houses in the village are all ordinary, every household has running water.

This is what they mean by knowledge changing destiny!

The village chief spoke eloquently, and Zhao Meihua and others listened attentively, occasionally offering their opinions. The village was filled with a rare sense of peace in this post-apocalyptic world.

Jiang Chen took the opportunity to climb up the simple high wall and inspect it.

“This wall is completely useless; the mutated zombies can just rush over it.” Gong Feibai followed closely behind.

The makeshift wall is over three meters high and is mostly made of wood. There is a frame at the bottom to leave space for the door, and many parts of the top are not even fixed.

The wall that could be used for patrolling was about 1.5 meters wide, and there wasn't even a shotgun. The honest and simple Liang Suogui, one of the few able-bodied men in the village, stood on it as a lookout, carrying an iron pitchfork used for farm work.

Hearing them speak, the dark-skinned, simple-looking man smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. We haven't seen any zombies since we built the wall, let alone any mutated ones."