At this moment, Zhao Fucai revealed his fierce gaze, gathering his hair at the top of his head. Zhou Chao and his three younger brothers caught a glimpse of Zhao Fucai's true appearance: Wow! What a terrifying sight—his face was as dry and lifeless as a corpse, precisely like someone who had been scalded by concentrated sulfuric acid. "Hahaha! Zhou Chao, step back—let me handle these people!" As Zhou Chao and his three companions retreated to a safe corner, Zhao Fucai chanted in a steady rhythm: "Zombie resurrection! Zombie resurrection!" Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and a group of zombies emerged with grotesque faces, surging toward the door. "Ah!" The police were caught off guard, one after another falling to the ground, writhing in pain. Gunfire rang out, knocking down one zombie, but more followed swiftly, charging at the officers holding their weapons. The police grew panic-stricken, losing the courage even to continue firing. "Flee! Flee!" "The legendary zombies have appeared—a truly terrifying force. We must quickly retreat and preserve our strength!" Soon, under the leader's call, the police swiftly evacuated, causing chaos at Kyoto City's First Hospital. Everyone rushed outward as the zombies, sensing the presence of living humans, surged toward them. "Hah! Hah! I'll avenge myself! I'll wipe out every single one of you humans!" Zhao's triumphant laughter echoed throughout the hospital. Meanwhile, several thousand-year-old zombies stationed near Zhao grew restless, eyeing Zhou Chao and his three companions who had taken refuge in a corner. The four men wrapped themselves in blankets, holding their breath. Yet, the youngest of the three brothers proved unsteady—overcome by sheer shock, he dropped a stream of urine onto one of the zombies. The heat from the urine caused the zombie to immediately snap its jaws and charge toward the young man. "Help! Help!" the younger brother cried out. Zhou Chao was also extremely dangerous, as even a 2000-year-old zombie sensed his presence and opened its massive mouth to pounce. When the four were in despair, Zhao Fuzheng stepped in, using his mental strength to control the zombies, shouting at them, "These are my friends! They saved the host! If you want to feed on humans, go feed on the living people outside!" The zombies paused just three centimeters away from the group and then immediately rushed out of the medical room, charging toward the living crowd outside. Zhou Chao and his three younger brothers finally dared to breathe normally, whispering to each other, "What a terrifying experience! What a terrifying experience! But with Zhao Fuzheng's abilities, he's surely going to outshine Gao Liang! Haha!" Zhou Chao immediately bowed respectfully to Zhao Fuzeng and produced a large stack of cash, offering it to him. However, Zhao Fuzheng didn't recognize its value and shook his head. Zhou Chao then flattered, saying, "Zhao brother! That young waiter from the baozi shop—wasn't it the one you asked for?" "Oh? Really Zhao Fucai was immediately intrigued by the stack of one-hundred-yuan bills, his eyes, which had been deeply sunken, now shining brightly. He picked them all up, tucked them into his inner pocket, and patted Zhou Chao on the shoulder, saying, "Great! But I really find it hard to adapt to this society now. In my original era, we used copper coins—square inside, round outside. Also, ancient Chinese women were incredibly beautiful, dressed in silk and fine fabrics. Yet here, I haven't even managed to meet one!" As he spoke, a suggestive glint appeared in his eyes. "Haha!" Zhou Chao smiled inwardly. It turned out that Zhao Fucai was a fellow traveler with him, fond of beautiful women. That was wonderful—with Zhao Fucai's talents combined with his own, they could surely conquer anyone. There were surely plenty of beautiful women in this world. "Come with me to a place—I'll treat you today!" Zhou Chao said with a generous air. Every day at the Zhui Xiang leisure resort, Zhou Chao led Zhao Fuqing into a large private room, where immediately a swarm of attendants rushed over like flies. "Come on! Hurry up! Come here!" They fluttered and coaxed with all sorts of gestures, and suddenly Zhao Fuqing felt his blood surge back to life. He couldn't wait—he immediately lifted a plump lady, who, upon seeing Zhao Fuqing lift the cloth to reveal her, instantly fainted, as if she had seen a corpse. Zhao Fuqing then tormented the plump lady, while Zhou Chao had already grown restless, engaging in passionate movements with another attendant in the same room. The three younger brothers watched in rapt attention, marveling at their senior and at how Zhao Fuqing handled the female attendants. The plump lady had a pool of blood flowing from her, now unconscious under Zhao Fuqing's attentions, while Zhou Chao's attendant, clearly dissatisfied, called out to him, "Hey, just give it a bit more effort! You're just barely touching her—like brushing the soles of your feet—it's really getting on my nerves!" Zhou Chao knew that he had recently suffered energy depletion, essentially experiencing erectile dysfunction—yet his animal instincts remained strong. Damn it, this lowly woman even looked down her nose at him. Zhou Chao used the tip of his cigarette to scorch the reception girl, glaring fiercely at her as she pleaded for mercy, saying, "Doesn't that feel good? Mine's a full-size, both elegant and practical!" "Sir, you're amazing! So amazing! Ah!" The reception girl gave in to Zhou Chao's overwhelming dominance. Now Zhou Chao had become utterly eccentric—he could no longer perform the usual acts and instead began to physically torment the women. At that moment, Zhao Fuzhi, after overpowering the plump woman, still wasn't satisfied. He lifted Zhou Chao up and pushed him aside, then proceeded to engage the reception girl with vigorous movements. In just a few moments, the reception girl was completely conquered, trembling all over and clenching her teeth tightly. "Wow! You're the most impressive man I've ever met!" "The hostess was being thoroughly played by Zhao Fuzhi, her waves of pleasure building one upon another, experiencing both intense pain and comfort, so she began praising Zhao Fuzhi. 'Hahahaha!' Zhao Fuzhi felt an immense sense of satisfaction. It seemed that having come over to this brand-new world, he truly was living in luxury—lavish banquets, vibrant nightlife—what a delight! He had everything he wanted: money, women, hah! The old wars had long since faded away, and this new world was now peaceful. 'I'm invincible, doing exactly as I please—who dares stand in my way? I'll wipe them out!' Zhao Fuzhi laughed with a sarcastic tone while indulging in the hostess. Zhou Chao interjected promptly: 'Bro Zhao! Gao Liang is a serious rival. Only when Brother Gao is eliminated can you truly stand alone!' Zhao Fuzhi chuckled and said: 'I'm going to see just what this young man has in store. Hah! If he dares to challenge my zombie army, I'll certainly wipe him out!' 'Will he dare?' Zhou Chao smiled with confidence. While Zhou Chao and Zhao Fuqing indulged in pleasure, living in a state of indulgence and obliviousness, the Jingdu City was suffering an unprecedented crisis. Zhao Fuqing had released a vast number of zombies—ancient beings resurrected from the distant past—who, under his mental control, could act with complete autonomy and unstoppable momentum, like an invincible army. As the political, economic, and cultural heart of the Chinese nation, any disruption in Jingdu posed a severe threat to the entire country's stability. The city had issued an orange alert, urging all residents to secure their doors and windows, remain indoors, and trust that the government would rescue them. Massive military reinforcements were already en route, being dispatched at high speed. This situation was far more severe than any anticipated terrorist attack. Indeed, China, a civilization with over three thousand years of history, has endured countless upheavals and trials. Currently, it is vigorously advancing its economic development, mobilizing the entire population to work together toward a well-off society, as peace and development have become the defining themes of the present era. The war has receded, yet its shadow has not vanished—war will endure as long as nations exist. Yet no one could have imagined that the zombies from thousands of years ago would rise again and journey into the modern age. The military responded swiftly—streets and alleys throughout Kyoto are now densely populated with troops, their armored vehicles, rocket launchers, and missiles all deployed. The zombies have now formed a coordinated assault, surging in waves against the military's iron fortress. "Boom!" A deep rumble of artillery fire echoed across the flat grasslands outside Kyoto. Waves of zombies fell, only to be immediately followed by fresh surges pressing forward. "Boom!" Another massive explosion sent another wave crashing down. While indulging in leisure and living a life of ease, Zhao Fuzhong sensed his zombie forces under strong attack. He pushed the receptionist aside, though she remained hesitantly attached. Unconcerned with her, Zhao turned to Zhou Chao and shouted, "Move!" "Come with me to the scene and take command of our forces!" The scene shifts to a flat grassland outside Kyoto, where, amid the overwhelming tide of zombies, the military commander enthusiastically reports to the leader of the Chinese state.