Apocalypse Meltdown

Chapter 277: Last Trace of Dignity

It was Chu Han's second day in Anluo. He had no time to pack his things, but his exhausted body was back to its top condition. Currently, he only wanted to rush home with the fastest speed.

Li Yi and Wei An were all set. Wei An had recovered from the tragic event after a night's sleep. However, her eyes were still swollen with dark circles beneath them, which indicated that it was not that good.

Chu Han did not try to comfort or teach her and just took several magazines from the dimensional space. He gave them to her, which made Wei An feel touched. Soon, a smile bloomed on her face. Li Yi could not help but smile. Chu Han's gesture was kind of awkward, but they thought it was funny, kind and reasonable. That's how Chu Han's character was.

Although it was a sunny day, the city felt cold as there were no longer the civilized times' bustling crowds. And it was also eerily silent. 

Chu Han was in the lead with the Shura axe in hand, cutting through dense vines and kicking at anything obstructing his path. Li Yi and Wei An could not clear the path, so they followed behind Chu Han. They couldn't keep up with his speed either, but they still tried their best. The gap between them was getting larger, but none of them complained that they were tired. They followed Chu Han silently. In their minds, they shouldn't bother him.

After a whole day's running, they had crossed a great distance and were closer to Chu Han's house. They had only stopped for 10 minutes to have lunch and met dozens of zombies several times, but Chu Hand had dealt with them easily. Currently, he had close to 4,000 credits.

A quarter before sunset, they finally reached the residential area's gate. Li Yi was trying to catch his breath, while Wei An was on the verge of fainting from exhaustion.

"Hang on. After I kill these zombies, we'll be there,' Chu Han felt touched by their attitude the whole way. They had tried their best to catch up with him, even though they knew that they could not do it. He may have not slowed down in the least, as he was in a hurry to find his parents, but that didn't mean that he hadn't engraved it in his heart.

In front of them, about 20 zombies stood, which were all previous residents. Chu Han had been away for 10 years, and he had forgotten all of them, let alone recognize them, so he killed them with axe determinedly.

Chu Han rushed to the house in his memory; No.503, fifth floor. The higher he got to that floor the more his heartbeat intensified. Li Yi and Wei An were heavily breathing while following, and their excitement and nervousness could not be compared with what Chu Han was currently feeling.

At the same time, they were quite reserved too. Sometimes, the outsider's point of view was better than the person in interest. They had exchanged worried looks several times along the way. Chu Han's parents were in their forties, and it was hard to survive in this post-apocalyptic environment. Their ominous feelings had skyrocketed when they reach the residential area.

It was eerily silent, and they hadn't seen a single living soul. There were only severed human parts and zombies. Looking the building around, they had seen demolished buildings, broken windows, skeletons or bloodstained clothes hanging on balconies and some other disturbing things that one would expect to see in Hell.

It was obvious that a zombie tide had swept the whole place.

Even if Chu Han's parents were alive and well, it would be impossible for them to keep living in such an environment. Besides, zombie groups occasionally rushed out of the buildings. From where could they get food or something to drink? How could they live in that house for three months? How and did they really escape from the zombie tide?

Chu Han, standing in front of the door, stopped. Looking at the broken and closed door, Chu Han could not control his emotions and his heart was jumping crazily. Only God knew what he would see after opening the door.

At that moment, Li Yi and Wei An arrived behind Chu Han, and they were at a loss.

Wangcai sneaked out from Chu Han's pocket, and it looked at him worriedly. Only it could see Chu Han's facial expression as Li Yi and Wei An were standing behind. It could never forget that inexplicable expression/

Chu Han took a deep breath, stored the Shura axe in the dimensional space without any word and then he touched the door handle. He wanted to enter the house without the air or tools of a killer.

Li Yi and Wei An were shocked and almost screamed when the huge axe disappeared, but they covered its others mouths. They both thought and reacted the same way; they didn't dare make any sound. Chu Han couldn't be bothered, no matter what happened. As for the axe disappearing into thin air, it was not as important. The two of them were mostly worried about Chu Han.

At that moment, Chu Han opened the door. The sunset's rays were still passing through the window, so one could easily see inside.

Wei An covered her mouth tightly, and tears flowed down on her face.

Li Yi put down his hand covering Wei An's mouth and remained silent.

Chu Han had stayed silent for 10 minutes, without making the slightest move. He had just been staring inside in astonishment.

The room was in a bloody mess. Human bones, dead zombies, countless severed parts and the pungent smell of blood lingering in the air were a part of it. The furniture were all destroyed, and the walls were covered with dark blood and brain matter, which had turned yellow. Other than that, the house was empty.

Finally, Chu Han went into the house and sat on the dirty sofa, looking disheartened and lifeless.

Li Yi and Wei An remained silent and didn't enter the room. Wei An closed the door. She could sense Chu Han's emotional state and didn't want to him to lose the last trace of his dignity.

The whole night was really quiet.

Only Wangcai was beside Chu Han. The talkative rabbit had stayed silent for the whole night, and it had even been careful when it breathed.

Chu Han had remained on the sofa the whole night. He hadn't shed tears, but he looked beleaguered. He resembled a robot without a power source. He had lost all motivation.

That night, Chu Han had not thought anything else other than that he deserved to die.

The morning sunrays brightened the room, but the tranquil and melancholic atmosphere was broken off abruptly due to a quarrel coming from outside. Chu Han turned a deaf ear to it and kept lamenting.

Wangcai looked at him, but it was afraid to say anything. 

Suddenly, the quarrel became louder and more intense.

'Bang! Bang! Bang!'

The door was so knocked loudly.

"Stop!" Li Yi shouted angrily.

"Chu Han? Is that you? Chu Han! Open the door!" A young man's voice came from outside.

"Brother Chu Han, the military took uncle and aunty with them! Please, let me in!"