Xiao Fan's Hometown

Yanshan Town covered a few square kilometers, with tens of thousands of residents in the town, mostly making a living through farming.

Like other places, the town was now desolate and dilapidated, with zombies running rampant.

However, the zombies were now mostly concentrated in the northern half of the town. In the southern half, there were not many zombies around.

At the southern entrance of the town, there was a JiangNanChun Grand Restaurant, the largest restaurant in town. Usually, it mainly hosted banquets, and whenever a family had a happy event like a wedding, they would come here to hold the wedding banquet.

The restaurant was not small, with two floors that could hold hundreds of banquet tables.

Now, the windows of the restaurant were all covered by curtains, completely light-tight.

In the backyard of the restaurant were over thirty motorcycles parked.

200 meters behind the restaurant was a river flowing by, which was also the water source of the town that Xiao Fan grew up drinking from.

At the moment, the front gate of the restaurant was locked tight, and on the roof, a man with a double barreled shotgun was patrolling left and right, observing the situation in the town at all times.

Inside the first floor of the restaurant, there were now nearly a hundred townspeople working here.

These were all residents of the town. They were husking grains, pickling vegetables, grinding tofu, sewing and mending quilts and clothes, and so on.

In a corner on the first floor, several overseers were holding long whips, responsible for watching over these people and preventing anyone from slacking off.

One of the men took a puff of his cigarette and shouted loudly at the working people, “Work faster! Are you guys moving so slowly because you haven’t eaten? Let me tell you, if any of you dare to slack off for me, I know who you are but my whip here does not! If Boss Feng finds out about this, you know what the consequences will be!”

After speaking, he snapped his whip with a crisp crack, making many people shudder involuntarily.

An old woman couldn’t help but speak up, “Liuzi, we are all fellow villagers who have known each other for so many years. How can you bear to treat us like this? When you were young, I even held you in my arms...”

“Shut up!”

The young man called Liuzi immediately stood up and pulled a pistol from his waist: “Don’t try to get all familiar with me here. So what if we are fellow villagers? Boss Feng Zhenxiang is in charge here. You better get it clear that if not for Boss Feng running around the entire town alone, leading all those zombies to the north side, you all would have died already without even a pile of ashes left! And now, not only are you ungrateful, you complain and refuse when I tell you to do some work. When Boss Feng finds out about this, you know what the consequences will be!”

The surviving townspeople around immediately shut their mouths, not daring to make another sound.

Seeing that he had successfully intimidated the survivors, Liuzi became obviously smug. He sat back down and fiddled with the handgun in his hands.

After pulling the bolt of the gun back and forth several times, a red flush filled Liuzi's face, “This stuff is really exciting. Even just casually handling it makes these people not dare to let out a fart.”

Someone next to him said, "Liuzi, be careful. If Boss Feng sees this he'll probably scold you again."

Liuzi said casually, "This is no matter at all. Our Boss Feng is unconstrained in his actions. I'm just following his behavior. Ah, what do you guys say, why is Boss Feng so awesome? That time I saw Boss Feng running, guess how fast he ran 100 meters?"

"How fast?"

"Seven point five seconds!"

A few people around him gasped, "Really? I know Boss Feng runs fast, but isn't this already breaking the world record?"

"I'm not lying, I was the one timing him that time! Normally Boss Feng doesn't let other people know about this kind of thing. He must really trust me to tell me this, otherwise how could I be managing things on the first floor? While you guys don't get to, right?"

Seeing Liuzi's smug look, the others felt somewhat indignant but did not dare to retort, and could only complain inwardly to themselves. They thought, you're just a lackey, otherwise why wouldn't Boss Feng let you go upstairs and enjoy the privileges too?

Speaking of the second floor, it was even livelier than the first floor at the moment.

Unlike the chaos downstairs, the standard of living here was obviously much higher.

There were over twenty people on the second floor. Most of them were in the lobby, and besides the lobby, there were also private rooms.

In one private room, four people were playing mahjong. The person sitting in the north position was a lean middle-aged man.

This man was the former owner of the JiangNanChun Grand Restaurant, Feng Zhenxiang.

It could be said that Feng Zhenxiang was quite an influential figure in town before all this. After all, he had run the restaurant for so many years and had built up quite some family wealth.

However, that was it - people respected him to a certain extent but would not submit to him.

But things were different now. The three others at the mahjong table were obviously treating him with some fawning manner.

During the mahjong game, these people rarely won. Feng Zhenxiang was the biggest winner.

They weren't gambling with money. Perhaps realizing money was rather useless now, they were using gold and silver ornaments as gambling chips.

In fact, none of them knew if the gold and silver would even be useful. But wasn't there a saying, antiques in times of prosperity, gold in times of chaos?

It could certainly be considered chaotic times now. So perhaps this gold would really come into use someday. Therefore, these people were simply using the gold to gamble with for fun.

A heavily made-up woman was sitting next to Feng Zhenxiang, currently leaning half her body against Feng Zhenxiang, occasionally snuggling and rubbing against him flirtatiously.

"Hu!"

Feng Zhenxiang excitedly announced, "Big three yuan*, mixed one color*, pair with pair and pong*, you guys are finished!"

The others sighed regretfully and reluctantly placed some gold and silver jewelry in front of Feng Zhenxiang. Feng Zhenxiang laughed loudly, and passed all these jewelry to the woman at his side. The woman immediately gave him a passionate kiss in excitement, then walked into one of the private rooms, evidently to hide the gold.

Although it was the apocalypse, a woman's fondness for gold, silver and jewelry was not something that could be reversed overnight.

"Hahaha! Go take a look downstairs to see if the food is ready. If it is, call them to bring it up. Today, we brothers will drink to our hearts' content!"

"Got it."

The woman got up and walked out, swaying her hips.

A short and stout man stared fixedly at the woman's waist and hips for a moment with lecherous eyes before retracting his gaze, and said to Feng Zhenxiang, "Boss Feng is really something to even get his hands on such a fine chick. I heard this Ma Xiaoting even went to university. Her taste is too high-class, who'd have thought she'd actually take up with Boss Feng."

Feng Zhenxiang snorted derisively, "A lousy university. There were a couple top students from her class, like Zhang Feifei, Meng Yuanqi, and that tofu grinding clerk downstairs, Old Xiao's son Xiao Fan. Only those kinds of students can really be considered good university students. She can't even hold a candle to them in comparison."

"Indeed, indeed. But degrees are useless now anyway. The real heroes and outstanding figures now have got to be people like Boss Feng."

Hearing the flattery from these people, Feng Zhenxiang's expression also became smug.

"Heehee, since I'm in a good mood today, I'll show you guys a trick."

Upon hearing that Feng Zhenxiang was going to show off a skill, the few others immediately applauded enthusiastically, wanting to see what amazing abilities this god-like Boss Feng actually possessed.