Global Doomsday: I have a portable farm!

Lu Qianqian used up her boss's strength and finally pushed the tricycle to the door of the factory. Meng Ren also returned to the warehouse and began to continuously collect materials into his personal space.

A large amount of supplies were collected one after another, and Meng Ren couldn't help but smile.

Although he already has a lot of supplies in his carry-on space, who would bring up more supplies?

Just like those rich people who already have billions of dollars, they still don't have too much money in their pockets.

After spending a full ten minutes, Meng Ren finally loaded all the materials into the warehouse, and then went to meet Lu Qianqian at the entrance of the factory.

"Why does it take you so long to go to the bathroom?" Lu Qianqian was obviously impatient from waiting.

Meng Ren shrugged without explaining anything, and the two left the factory together.

Meng Ren here was relaxed. He just carried a backpack that was used to hide from others. Although it looked bulging, it actually didn't contain much.

But Lu Qianqian was different. In order to take away more supplies, she directly bought a tricycle. At first, she pushed it all the way to the factory gate, but it took a lot of effort for her boss.

At this moment, she is still riding this heavy tricycle home. It takes more than 20 highways. Just thinking about it makes people despair.

Lu Qianqian gritted her teeth all the way and stared at the tricycle moving forward with all her strength, but the speed was as slow as a turtle.

It didn't take long for a large amount of sweat to break out from Lu Qianqian's forehead. She was covered in sweat and looked like she had just been fished out of the water.

In comparison, Meng Ren next to him seemed much more relaxed. The two of them formed a sharp contrast.

But even so, Lu Qianqian did not ask Meng Ren for help, which was confirmed by Meng Ren.

It has to be said that Lu Qianqian's character is what an independent person should have. If it were Tian Wenqian and Xia Yu, they would have asked for help.

The two of them walked along the dark streets for several kilometers, and Lu Qianqian was already exhausted.

Seeing her working so hard, Meng Ren almost couldn't bear it.

But at this moment, a group of uninvited guests appeared not far away.

A group of people who were out searching for supplies appeared on the street not far ahead. Meng Ren quickly spotted them. He frowned slightly and immediately wanted to avoid this crowd with Lu Qianqian.

However, there was a sharp-eyed person in the crowd over there. When Meng Ren discovered them, that person also saw where Meng Ren and Lu Qianqian were.

"Look quickly, there are two people over there!" The man immediately reminded his companions, and a group of people immediately noticed Meng Ren and the others, and immediately walked towards them.

Trouble!

Seeing this scene, Meng Ren couldn't help but frown. Lu Qianqian's tricycle contained a bunch of supplies. If these people discovered it later, she knew what would happen without even thinking about it.

He didn't want to conflict with these people and waste his bullets again.

"You two, are you also out to search for supplies? I wonder how the harvest is?"

Before Meng Ren could take any countermeasures, the group of people had already walked not far away from the two of them.

"Stop, why are you so close?" Lu Qianqian immediately issued a warning voice, her face full of vigilance, and stopped the group of people from continuing to approach.

Obviously, Lu Qianqian is not a silly person.

She was obviously wary of this group of strangers who suddenly appeared.

There are about a dozen people in this group, most of them are men. Each of them has a homemade weapon in his hand, including iron rods, kitchen knives, and homemade spears, and one of them is holding a Homemade bow and arrow.

Such weapons can only be considered ordinary among survivors, but they are completely sufficient for killing people.

"Sorry, we are survivors nearby and came out to search for supplies tonight."

"Looking at you, you must have returned. If you have supplies, we can exchange them with each other!" A smiling middle-aged man walked out of the crowd.

"My name is Liu Jun, and I am the leader of this survivor team. If you want to exchange supplies, we will never let you down!"

Liu Jun smiled slightly. His smile made people feel like a spring breeze, and it was easy for others to like him.

His eyes were always on Meng Ren. Obviously, Meng Ren was more threatening than the thin Lu Qianqian.

Lu Qianqian did not speak, but looked at Meng Ren.

Meng Ren looked calm, one of his hands was behind his back, and the 1911 pistol suddenly appeared in his hand.

However, the light on the street was dim, and Liu Jun and others did not see Meng Ren's little move.

"Sorry, we have no interest in exchanging supplies."

"My companions are still waiting for us to return. If possible, could you please make way?" Meng Ren said calmly.

When Liu Jun and others heard this, they all seemed a little reluctant.

Several people focused their attention on the tricycle behind Lu Qianqian, and immediately saw the various supplies piled inside. Although these items were all packed in boxes, the boxes containing instant noodles were immediately recognizable.

"Boss, look, there are many boxes of instant noodles in that tricycle. There must be at least twenty boxes!" One person suddenly exclaimed.

What?

Twenty boxes?

The group of people immediately went into an uproar, and everyone's eyes fell on the tricycle. When they saw that it was filled with supplies, the expressions on their faces suddenly changed.

Gudong!

I don't know who swallowed the saliva, but it was quite loud in the silent environment at this moment.

Lu Qianqian was extremely vigilant and immediately pulled out an iron rod from the tricycle behind her.

"What do you want? Do you want to steal my things?" Lu Qianqian shouted loudly, while waving the iron rod in her hand, trying to make herself look less trivial.

But her petite body is really not a deterrent.

The expressions on the faces of Liu Jun and others changed slightly. In this era of extreme heat, it is not easy to find some food, and the girl in front of her has so many instant noodles in her tricycle. How to get them? Enough for them to eat for a while.

Ahem!

Liu Jun coughed slightly and said, "Everyone, please be quiet and don't be impulsive!"

Liu Jun stopped everyone, and when they heard him speak, the people around him became a little quieter.

A kind smile appeared on his face.