Doomsday: with unlimited warehouse system



Sally's fingers gently brushed David's forehead as their eyes met. She swallowed nervously. Just as she hesitated for a moment, David suddenly leaned in and kissed her.

"Um!" Sally widened her eyes in shock, then slowly closed them, holding onto David tightly as they gradually immersed themselves in the moment.

The next day, as the sun rose, David opened his eyes. He got up and leaned down to plant a kiss on Sally's tired face. After putting on his coat, he left Little Black at home and walked out with cola . There was still some time before the zombie outbreak would occur, and even with a hundredfold critical hit, he wanted to make the most of this time to collect more crystals.

As for Lily and Brian, at least they hadn't done anything harmful to the team's interests yet, so they would be kept for now. When more suitable people came along, if these two didn't confess, they could be discarded.

Today, David went out alone, accompanied only by his cola. He intended to try his luck on his own. Before he even reached the staircase, a captivating figure caught his eye.

David frowned, concealing a spatial blade up his sleeve. At the staircase, Monica stood impatiently, wearing a black dress, her brows furrowed. She had been waiting at the door for an hour, even before dawn. She had taken care of several zombies attracted to the area. Hearing footsteps, she turned to see the person she had been waiting for.

"Long time no see," Monica forced a smile on her face despite her internal displeasure, waving at David. However, David just glanced at her and walked past her without a word.

That brat! He actually ignored her? Monica's mouth twitched, feeling annoyed at David's departing figure.

"Hey!" Monica raised her voice.

A few zombies slowly approached from the side. Before Monica could act, David swiftly threw his spatial blades, instantly killing them. He then took out his alloy battle knife and skillfully removed the crystals from the zombies' foreheads.

Monica watched his actions from behind, feeling disdainful. "Is that all you care about, crystals?" David ignored her and finished collecting the crystals, putting them into his spatial storage.

[You obtained four primary crystals, critical hit multiplier in effect! ]

[Congratulations, you obtained four hundred primary crystals! ]

[Attributes: None! ]

As he took a step forward, Monica warned, "Even if you collect so many, do you know that there's a limit to how much one person can absorb in a day?"

David replied calmly, "I know." After speaking, he continued walking ahead. Watching David's retreating figure, Monica didn't know what to say. This brat gave her a sense of mystery. Throughout the day, Monica quietly followed behind David, occasionally speaking a few words to him, but he didn't respond to any of them.

David was like a crystal addict, constantly collecting without stopping. Even if a Level 3 zombie suddenly appeared, David's Level 4 ability made it easy for him to deal with it. Throughout the entire journey, Monica didn't make a move, maintaining the role of an onlooker.

Until nightfall, David had a thought and put on a pair of glasses over his eyes. Instantly, the scene he saw became as bright as daylight. Monica looked at the glasses that David suddenly wore and curiously asked, "Where did you get those glasses?"

David sighed. "You're really annoying." Monica's face darkened upon hearing this comment, and she closed her mouth.

David had no intention of leaving yet. Remembering something, he walked towards the location of Warehouse Number One. As he entered the warehouse, there was no terror like before; instead, it was surprisingly peaceful. Accompanied by that, however, was a strong stench of decay. The floor was covered in the bodies of mutated rats.

Monica looked at the scene, disgusted, and covered her nose. She was about to say something but remembered what David had said earlier and decided to keep her mouth shut. As they entered Warehouse Number One, David had a clear goal in mind and walked straight towards the cold storage area. The cold storage area was as icy as before. He made his way to the end of the room, pushed open the door, and walked right in.

The room was arranged the same way as last time, with the wall still bearing the zombie that had defeated David. He walked forward, noticing the fallen reagent on the ground, and picked it up. The reagent in the test tube was half injected, with half of the blue liquid still inside. Last time, this syringe was inserted into the arm of the zombie.

David always felt that this reagent could be the key to the revival of that corpse, but why didn't the corpse take it away? Instead, it was left behind. Was it intentional, or was it forgotten?

David stared at the reagent for a long time before putting it away in his storage. One second, two seconds, three seconds.

This time, David didn't wait for any prompts from the system. Could this thing really be different? It seemed like he had received some incredible news, as David's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Monica stood aside, watching David's expression change repeatedly since he picked up the reagent. She was puzzled and about to speak when David turned around, bypassed her, and walked out. Helplessly, she had no choice but to follow him.

An hour later, the corpse stood in front of the operating table, staring at it without shifting its gaze. Suddenly, it kicked over the table, searching for something in the entire room. In the end, it didn't find what it was looking for. As it was about to leave, its gaze fell on the lock of the room's door. It reached out and closed the door, then picked up the fallen lock from the ground, forcefully pressing it back onto the handle. The lock firmly attached to the door handle as if it had been welded on.

At night, David became even more cautious in his actions. Zombies were more formidable in their movements during the night compared to during the day. Therefore, when David intended to lead people out, he wouldn't choose nighttime. "I'm going back. Are you coming with me?" David asked in a low voice as he leaned against an obstacle.

Monica replied, "Have you thought about what I told you today?" Upon hearing this, David paused. It seemed that he hadn't taken anything the person said to heart today.

Monica looked at David's bewildered expression, and her mouth twitched again. This guy had taken everything she said today as nonsense.

Helplessly, Monica spoke up. "The three of us are from the same organization. We have already reported your situation to the organization, and they invite you to join us."