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Chapter 568: Story of A Refugee (4) · Oct 14, 2026

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551 Chapter 551: Special Services (6) (R-18) 2026-10-14
552 Chapter 552: A Tired Morning 2026-10-14
553 Chapter 553: Billion Dollar Problem 2026-10-14
554 Chapter 554: Money, Money, Money! 2026-10-14
555 Chapter 555: Crime Reports 2026-10-14
556 Chapter 556: Corruptions and Pressure 2026-10-14
557 Chapter 557: Tom and Jerry 2026-10-14
558 Chapter 558: Zhaoqing’s Situations 2026-10-14
559 Chapter 559: Rainy Seasons 2026-10-14
560 Chapter 560: Helping Lingang’s Past 2026-10-14
561 Chapter 561: The Meeting 2026-10-14
562 Chapter 562: City Sales 2026-10-14
563 Chapter 563: Tackling Unemployment 2026-10-14
564 Chapter 564: Finding the Root Cause 2026-10-14
565 Chapter 565: Story of A Refugee (1) 2026-10-14
566 Chapter 566: Story of A Refugee (2) 2026-10-14
567 Chapter 567: Story of A Refugee (3) 2026-10-14
568 Chapter 568: Story of A Refugee (4) 2026-10-14
569 Chapter 569: Story of A Refugee (5) 2026-10-14
570 Chapter 570: Story of A Refugee (6) 2026-10-14
571 Chapter 571: Story of A Refugee (7) 2026-10-14
572 Chapter 572: Story of A Refugee (8) 2026-10-14
573 Chapter 573: Story of A Refugee (9) 2026-10-14
574 Chapter 574: Story of A Refugee (10) 2026-10-14
575 Chapter 575: Story of A Refugee (11) 2026-10-14
576 Chapter 576: Story of A Refugee (12) 2026-10-14
577 Chapter 577: Story of A Refugee (13) 2026-10-14
578 Chapter 578: Story of A Refugee (14) 2026-10-14
579 Chapter 579: The Economy, fools! 2026-10-14
580 Chapter 580: Renqin’s Final Investigation 2026-10-14
581 Chapter 581: Lies! Deceptions! 2026-10-14
582 Chapter 582: The Art of Acting 2026-10-14
583 Chapter 583: Late Night Walks (R-18) 2026-10-14
584 Chapter 584: Massage in The Park 2026-10-14
585 Chapter 585: Park Confrontation 2026-10-14
586 Chapter 586: ’Constructive Criticism’ (R-18) 2026-10-14
587 Chapter 587: Earning Forgiveness (R-18) 2026-10-14
588 Chapter 588: Hidden in Plain Sight (R-18) 2026-10-14
589 Chapter 589: Morning Problems (R-18) 2026-10-14
590 Chapter 590: Work-Life Balance 2026-10-14
591 Chapter 591: Roads to Negotiations 2026-10-14
592 Chapter 592: Negotiation Breakdown 2026-10-14
593 Chapter 593: End of Negotiation? 2026-10-14
594 Chapter 594: Deal breaker 2026-10-14
595 Chapter 595: Special Forces and Viral Outbreak 2026-10-14
596 Chapter 596: Preventive Measures 2026-10-14
597 Chapter 597: Dealing with the outbreak 2026-10-14
598 Chapter 598: Return to normalcy 2026-10-14
599 Chapter 599: Li Fa’s Questions 2026-10-14
600 Chapter 600: Revamp of the Air Force 2026-10-14

”Help!”

A scream right across from us. A man yelling in pain as blood flew all over the place right before our eyes.

His flesh was shredded into pieces, yet nothing was there hurting him. His head was cut off as his body fell onto the ground.

”Everyone, calm down!”

Despite the village leader saying that out loud, he was the first one to run away before everyone realized the enemy they were facing.

It was a ghost, an invisible killer that the outsider was driving away from. It was never me or the lock when he opened fire.

The only thing I could still remember was Dad dragging me and Uncle back home as more and more screams could be heard behind us.

I kept telling myself not to turn around, but I couldn’t help it. But what I saw changed me forever.

Bodies. Bodies everywhere. All the grass was painted red. People’s faces filled with pain as they asked for help.

One of them even looked at me, seemingly as if he was begging for me to turn around and help them.

”Stop looking and keep running!” Dad warned after noticing some hesitation on my face.

I snapped back into my senses as the three of us finally reached inside the house, locking the door before calming down.

Mom and Jieqiong immediately questioned us about what was happening outside, but we quickly covered their mouth and brought them to the kitchen.

Only when we reached the basement meant for fermenting food and closed up the lid did we feel it was safe enough to talk.

”There’s an invisible monster. He’s killing everyone in the village.”

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After hiding inside the basement for who knows how long, we finally came out into the kitchen once again.

The outside was completely dead silent—no sounds of people screaming at all anymore. Not even sounds of roosters barking or cows mooing.

I slowly peeked my head past the window curtain, only to see flies all over the dead bodies outside, with the sun already setting on the horizon.

All of them had died the same way. Three cuts to the head and their chest, almost as if a wolf had used some sharp, long claws to kill them.

Yet, I knew it was no wolf. It had to be something much more sinister. A theory that later turned out to be true.

”How’s the outside?” My dad questioned.

I answered nothing out there other than dead bodies. We waited below the window as we couldn’t be sure if the monster was still outside.

But waiting for a minute or two, the uncle’s patience ran thin.

”There’s no way it’s still waiting out there. The sun is almost setting already... We can’t just sit in this house all day.”

All of us knew he had a point, but the risk was just far too great for us. Seeing him reaching for the door, Dad immediately made a decision.

”Let me go!” Uncle yelled, trying to break free from Dad’s restraint as he put him into a chokehold.

”You’re staying here. I’m not letting you open the door... Help me, son!”

I quickly ran up, restraining Uncle alongside Dad as we tied him to a chair, covering his mouth with a piece of cloth.

”We’re going to wait until tomorrow morning. No one is leaving right now.”

When the next day arrived, Dad finally untied a grumpy uncle who seemed to have finally come to his senses.

As the three of us men slowly opened the door with the makeshift shield we had made last night, the outside was oddly peaceful.

No monster jumped at us—no footsteps or any signs of life outside. The only thing there was just flies and dead bodies on the ground.

After walking a few steps out of the house and having nothing happen, we realized the nightmare was over.

The monster was finally gone.

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It took us half a day to bury all the dead bodies in a mass grave and host a short funeral for everyone who had died.

A total of fifteen people, or 83% of the men, were now dead in the village. Only the three of us and two more men, including the village leader, who ran first, survived.

We tried comforting many of the widows who had lost their husbands. But it was clear there’s a disconnect.

No, it wasn’t just a disconnect. Rather, it was eyes of hatred.

I couldn’t understand it at the time, as I tried to explain to them how the situation didn’t allow us to fight back.

No one could fight back against something we couldn’t see. But no one took it. Dad pulled me back and told me to remain silent.

We left the funeral shortly after and headed back home.

Seeing Mom and Dad telling us to pack up, I was only more confused. But I had no choice other than doing what they had ordered.

After we were fully packed up with only a few bottles of water and some beef jerky, we were all on our bikes again.

Only after we biked out of the village for several miles straight did Dad finally explain why we left the village like this.

”We are the only family that is still fully intact. You understand how rare that is? How much jealousy some of those widows felt when they saw us?

All it takes is just one of them with a knife or a match, or just some poison into the water well, we’ll be gone alongside them.”

I thought of questioning him why someone would go that far when it was completely out of our control. But I fell into silence in the end.

Dad seemed to have noticed my attitude, as he quickly added another piece of explanation.

”Son, it’s the apocalypse. Not every person is mentally stable enough. A lot of people are going to think, ’I’m going to take one down with me.’ Do you understand?”

I nodded. I understood what he meant by it. But my heart keeps telling me a person wouldn’t go that far.

I just wanted to look at humanity from the positive side. Yet, the eyes I got at the funerals contradicted everything I could think of.

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The next two days, we kept biking south on a dirt path, trying to reach a place purely based on Dad’s memories as a child.

It was a relatively small town called Yaojia town, not as big as Kaifeng city, but much bigger than the village we had been living in.

Why are we going to a town instead of a village? Because all three women of the family were running out of ’basic hygiene’ products.

In theory, we should have reached it by now, but that was based on us using the main highway rather than the dirt path.

Mom was the first to question the route’s reliability, but Dad kept on reassuring her that this dirt path should lead to the same destination.

”I had taken this back when I was a kid with my grandpa. Just trust me, honey.”

As Dad kept on repeating the same line over and over again, our food and water soon ran out on the third day.

Fortunately, we finally ran into the town. But the town’s name was completely different from what Dad had promised.

It was called Zhaungtou town, not Yaojia town. A town that was 30 kilometers away from what he had promised.

”I’m never trusting you again,” Mom complained as we slowly biked back onto the main road to the town.

”My bad.”

After the apology from Dad, we soon approached our first obstacle. Two zombies are standing outside a gas station, right near the town entrance.

Dad quickly pulled out a machete meant for chopping wood back in the village, while I took out a metal water pipe originally from the house in the village.

With a little sneak attack, we aimed our attack right onto the zombie’s head. But to our surprise, they only fell onto the floor.

Dad immediately raised his machete again, chopping right onto the zombie’s head while I raised my pipe and banged it on its head on repeat.

”The zombies are getting tougher,” Dad murmured as he finished off the zombie I had knocked down with his sharp machete.

”Yeah...”

The two of us continued advancing towards the gas station as the other three in the back moved forward with their bikes.

As soon as I walked close enough to see the inside of the gas station, my eyes widened as I couldn’t believe the item inside.

Half of the shelf was still intact, with boxes of unopened chips and bottles of water, all in a neat stack.

There was even an item that I had been looking forward to getting when Dad told us we were going to a town.

”Wait, be careful. This is way too suspicious. How can a store still be full right near the town’s entrance?”

Dad’s comment instantly snapped me back into reality. The two of us slowly walked around the gas station store in circles, trying to find something odd about it.

But there was just nothing—no signs of life based on the dimmed sunlight from the sun on the horizon.

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