Doomsday: I have a super farm

"In the most urgent matter, we must strengthen ourselves to fight against them.

Knowing ourselves and the enemy, we can win every battle."

Zhuang Chen heard them talking about how powerful the other party was?

He did not feel panic or fear in his heart, but rather a challenge to him.

It ignited his passion.

[Ding! Find red clay and move it into the farm to plant plants to get rewards. (Depends on the degree of the task)]

Zhuang Chen was just about to leave here when the system voice in his head sounded.

In fact, he originally planned to find such clay, but the reward that the system did not say later.

It attracted his attention.

"Has the system also learned to keep people in suspense?"

Zhuang Chen helplessly lowered his head and chuckled and shook his head, and he immediately rushed back to his room.

He went to find a lot of information about red clay.

Observed its formation conditions and its various introductions.

Zhuang Chen discovered that this kind of soil did not exist in their city at all.

Now the red clay is in Lanxi City.

He stood up from the chair, stretched out his hand and stroked his smooth chin, walking back and forth.

"It seems that this place has to go whether I want to or not."

Because this city is still a long way from the city where he lives now.

He didn't know what kind of things he would encounter on the way.

He could travel secretly and complete the system's tasks as soon as possible.

Zhuang Chen was also full of expectations for his reward.

Zhuang Chen went to prepare some of his daily necessities without stopping, and quietly told Ceng Gong a few words.

He came to his underground garage and saw that the vehicle that had not been used for a long time was covered with a thin layer of dust.

He loved the car like his life, and he reached out and wiped it with some heartache.

"Off-road vehicles are too big and easy to attract other people's attention, so I can only give up."

Zhuang Chen's words were very helpless, and he finally chose his exquisite motorcycle.

The road was too far, and it would be very physically demanding if he only relied on his teleportation.

If he encountered anything, he might be willing but unable.

Zhuang Chen put on his hat handsomely and sat on the motorcycle with his long legs.

Listening to the subtle roar of the motorcycle, he squinted his eyes in enjoyment.

"I have carefully improved this, and it seems to be quite effective."

The black motorcycle has clear lines and a smooth surface that he really loves.

"Boom..."

He rode the motorcycle out the back door, as fast as a flash of lightning, and only saw his afterimage.

The sound of the motorcycle was not very harsh, but like the buzzing of an animal, which was difficult to attract other people's attention.

Zhuang Chen shuttled through the city with full firepower, dodging the monsters and zombies that wanted to pounce on him.

With his agile posture and quick reaction, these people could not hurt him.

Even if they wanted to touch the corner of his clothes, it was impossible.

"This feeling is really wonderful."

The wind kept blowing on his body, and all his clothes were blown back.

Zhuang Chen felt that he seemed to be fighting against the wind, and the speed made him restless.

He seemed to have returned to the days before the end of the world, enjoying the joy of racing.

Zhuang Chen couldn't help but cheer excitedly.

"Beep..."

But soon, he heard a sound coming from behind him.

He looked through the rearview mirror and saw that there were seven or eight high-end off-road vehicles following him.

They kept stepping on the accelerator to speed up, trying to close the distance between them.

The man in black at the car window carried a long gun on his shoulder, closed his left eye and aimed at his position, ready to attack.

"It seems that if I don't show you a little color, you really think I'm easy to bully."

Zhuang Chen glanced at them contemptuously, controlling the motorcycle to move flexibly left and right, and the walking route was S-shaped.

He knew that this group of people had developed a long gun specifically for him, so they thought he had nothing else to show.

Wanting to suppress him with this, I'm afraid it's wishful thinking.

"Tu Tu..."

The man in black at the car window pulled his trigger and madly shot at Zhuang Chen's body.

The speed of the bullet was too fast to see clearly.

Zhuang Chen half-bent his body, constantly dodging their attacks.

He rode his motorcycle as far as possible to the small alley, letting the tall city wall block the bullets for him.

Seeing Zhuang Chen enter the narrow alley again, the black-clothed man angrily smashed the steering wheel.

He could only make gestures to the vehicles behind him, asking them to go to other places to encircle him.

Zhuang Chen watched them being played in his hands, and the fun in his heart was spreading infinitely.

"The good show should be on stage."

Zhuang Chen handsomely squeezed the brakes and stopped in a shop selling grain, oil, rice and noodles.

He raised a wicked arc at the corner of his mouth and walked into the shop.

He picked up the only remaining barrel of oil and left.

When the black-clothed man found Zhuang Chen, he found that he was parked at the entrance of an alley.

He sat there with his legs crossed, quietly waiting for them.

They felt a sense of uneasiness in their hearts, but then they suppressed this strange feeling rudely.

They drove the car and prepared to rush towards him.

Zhuang Chen looked at the alley he had chosen, which was just big enough to accommodate their car.

But if they want to retreat, it is completely impossible.

"Why do I smell so much vegetable oil?"

"This is so weird."

"..."

Halfway through, they noticed something was wrong. They all poked their heads out of the car window and looked at the ground being splashed with vegetable oil.

He raised his head again and saw Zhuang Chen playing with the lighter in his hand, with a confident smile on his lips.

Only then did they realize, what exactly did he want to do?

He was so frightened that he pounded the steering wheel crazily, turned his head and roared at the cars behind him to back up.

"You've already discovered it, but it's too late!"

Zhuang Chen said to them playfully, pressing the lighter with his thumbs at the same time.

The cluster of flames ignited instantly, swaying gently in the wind.

Zhuang Chen casually threw it under their car, followed by a bang and the fire spread.

All their vehicles were engulfed in flames.

Several people pushed the car door frantically, trying to escape the flames.

However, they were blocked by the walls on both sides of the alley, making it impossible for them to escape.

It was sealed inside the car.

"Okay, you can enjoy it slowly, I won't accompany you."

Zhuang Chen didn't bother to watch their struggle, so he got on his motorcycle and left the scene quickly.

He had just walked a certain distance when there was a huge explosion behind him and fire shot up into the sky.

The ground shook accordingly.

Zhuang Chen looked back and proudly made a goodbye gesture.

Then he continued to move forward.