Zhao Ritian.
It was a bus driver.
Ever since he was young, people had always ridiculed his name for being uncouth. It was on the same level as Long Aotian in novels.
But he didn't think so.
Especially after watching a few TV series, he felt even more excited and felt that his name had a deeper meaning. Zhao Ritian.
He could even f * ck the heavens!
He believed that he was the Son of Heaven's Mandate, the incarnation of the Nine and Five, the reincarnation of an ancient emperor!
Perhaps everyone had this kind of fantasy when they were young and immature.
He felt that he was the most special person in the world. He felt that he would have an extraordinary life. He felt that he was a super powerful existence in his previous life.
Zhao Ritian was distracted by all kinds of delusional fantasies. His academic performance had always been the last in the class, so he left school early to work.
It was only when he entered society that he woke up and realized that he was just a tiny speck of dust in the midst of all living beings.
The infighting between colleagues.
The boss scolded.
The girl she liked rolled her eyes in disdain.
The daily chores. Financial and family problems.
Countless heavy pressures pressed down on him until he could not breathe, and at the same time, shattered his previous fantasies.
He started to be pushed by life.
He began to think about the things that ordinary people should think about.
The busyness and pressure had smoothed out his edges and corners.
This year.
Zhao Ritian was forty years old.
Through his own efforts, he got a driver's license and helped a company run a bus.
He could barely earn more than ten thousand yuan a month.
He also had his own wife and children.
His wife was not good-looking, but she knew how to live and even gave birth to a fat boy.
Other than occasionally going to the health center with his friends, Zhao Ritian's daily life was the same as that of other ordinary people. He had long adapted to and accepted reality.
When he woke up in bed in the middle of the night, he would sometimes think of the unrealistic fantasies he had when he was young.
However, he only laughed at himself and went back to sleep.
Originally, Zhao Ritian's life would slowly pass like this.
It was dull.
However, there was also a faint sense of satisfaction.
He had learned to be content.
It was not until the end of the world that everything took a sharp turn, and the trajectory of life changed drastically.
That day.
It was Zhao Ritian's 40th birthday.
After finishing his last order, he drove back to the bus terminal headquarters and was about to go home to celebrate his birthday with his family.
Then, he saw a tragedy! Countless people turned into zombies, biting their former compatriots!
Blood dyed the entire bus station red!
Everyone in the bus station was dead. Only Zhao Ritian drove the bus that had not been turned off in horror and fled the bus station that had become hell.
He must have been terrified at first.
However, after lighting a cigarette and gradually calming down, he suddenly felt that this was a kind of fate.
Think about it.
Today was his birthday.
Moreover, he was the only one who had escaped from the bus station.
How coincidental was this?
Wasn't it fate?
On the way home, Zhao Ritian saw a collapsing world. People were biting people everywhere.
He was even more certain of his thoughts.
He believed that he was indeed the son of heaven's mandate, the embodiment of the supreme being.
However, in modern society, no emperor was allowed to appear.
Hence, he decided to do it.
The heavens had created this calamity.
It shattered all rules and order.
It was to pave the way for him!
Let him ascend to the throne!
Zhao Ritian's heart began to beat wildly. The ambitions and fantasies of his youth were reactivated, and like a prairie fire, it burned uncontrollably.
When he returned home.
The two zombies were frantically knocking on the wooden door of his house.
There were also the cries of his wife and son.
He forcefully endured the pain in his heart and chose to watch coldly. In the end, he saw the zombies break in and bite his wife and children to death.
Zhao Ritian actually had the ability to save his wife and children. Because he liked to play baseball, he custom-made a pure steel baseball bat for his collection.
As long as he took out a steel baseball bat, he could smash the heads of those two zombies.
However, he did not do so.
Because he felt that the king was heartless, it was time to draw a line between himself and the mediocrity of the past.
He had to bid farewell to his ordinary wife and children before he could achieve supreme hegemony!
He was born to be an emperor. Ordinary family members would only hinder his footsteps!
"I'm sorry, wife and son. I believe that when I become the doomsday emperor, you will understand my actions in heaven..."
At this moment.
Zhao Ritian muttered to himself. Then, he pushed open the door of the auto repair shop firmly.
"Long live our emperor! Hooray! Long live!"
A series of orderly sounds rang out from outside the door. Nearly thirty people were kneeling there, just like the ancient courtiers paying their respects to the emperor.
"Hahahahaha! Beloved ministers, rise!"
Zhao Ritian laughed wildly!
The trauma he felt when he thought of his wife and children's tragic death instantly turned into high spirits!
At the beginning of the apocalypse, he collected a lot of food on the bus and used it to coerce and bribe many survivors.
With this as the foundation, he collected more food.
He snatched more people to become his subjects.
Now, he had more than 30 people under him.
His power was constantly expanding!
His mentality was also expanding!
It was time to further expand his influence!
"Soldiers, follow me!"
"After we empty the remaining supplies from the supermarket on Hujin Road, we'll attack the large shopping mall on Xingdong Street! They would obtain more resources and manpower!”
"When I dominate the world and rule over the world, all of you will have the merit of following the dragon! I will ensure that you will be rich and powerful and become my important officials!”
Zhao Ritian held the steel baseball bat and gave orders loudly.
……
"Is there something wrong with these people's brains?"
On a relatively tall building near the auto repair shop, Qin Bai was secretly observing the auto repair shop with binoculars on the top floor. He saw everything that happened at the entrance of the shop. It had only been less than half a month since the apocalypse began, and there were already people who thought of themselves as emperors.
If it wasn't for the fact that there was something wrong with his brain, it wouldn't make sense.
However…
They were all a bunch of people who were about to die.
It didn't matter if there was something wrong with his brain.
According to the specific location given by Du Zhanglong and Xu Wan, Qin Bai found this place.
At an auto repair shop on Tianyuan Road.
After a simple investigation, these people were indeed the ones who had committed the atrocity in the supermarket.
It was even to the extent that…
Not only did they have to empty the supermarket of supplies, but they also had to do so.
They were also coveting the supplies in Xingdong Street's large shopping mall.
Qin Bai was at Xingdong Street. The large shopping mall that this group of people was talking about was the shopping mall that he defined as his 'own domain'.
It seemed that they were really fated.
Even if he did not come today, these people would attack his mall in a day or two at most.
It could be said that they would meet sooner or later.
There would definitely be a battle.
However, there was a slight deviation in the current situation. Because Zhao Ritian and the others had exposed their location due to their arrogance, Qin Bai could make the first move and gain the upper hand.
With his current personality, he would not think that there was anything wrong with striking first.
There was such a good opportunity.
He should hold on tightly.
Perhaps attacking the mall was just a plan of Zhao Ritian's group and had not been implemented yet.
Strictly speaking, they still had no enmity with Qin Bai. But Qin Bai wouldn't care so much.
Even if she only had thoughts about his mall.
It was just a thought.
It was enough for him to have the intention to kill.
Moreover, this group of people had taken away more than half of the supermarket supplies he wanted.
This also made him very unhappy.
In short.
He could think of a hundred reasons to kill this group of people.
He didn't even need a reason.
Selfishness was the best reason.
However, after taking out his pistol and aiming for a while, Qin Bai quickly gave up on the idea of making a move immediately.
Because his marksmanship was too lousy.
He was a newbie who played with guns.
At a higher place, there was still a distance of more than ten meters. Even if he used up all his bullets, he was not confident that he could kill all of them.
Once these people found a chance to catch their breath, they would hide in the auto repair shop.
The difficulty of attacking increased.
Qin Bai didn't want to leave any future troubles.
He wanted to make a move.
They had to ensure that they were all destroyed.
He decided to wait a little longer and find a suitable opportunity.
It just so happened that this group of people was about to go out.
They could settle it on the way.
If the situation was suitable.
Maybe he could even ask his zombie friends for help.
For Qin Bai, who wouldn't be bitten by zombies, the end of the world was his home ground. No one was his match.
As long as these people did not hide at home.
Who did he want to die?
Anyone would die.
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