Don’t panic when the apocalypse comes, stock up on food first and then guns

The silver robot's red eyes stared straight at the screen, as if in the next second, those eyes would emit a beam of light and penetrate itself directly.

Being stared at through the screen by that iron lump, Situ Xun felt a strong sense of oppression.

He had disagreed in the beginning to let a robot be the guardian of order of the convention, but now, this thing is nitpicking on the wording every day.

Situ Tianming, who was hiding in a corner and was responsible for packing quails, heard the robot's warning, immediately slid forward, and skillfully bowed 180 degrees.

Then make a deep reflection.

The attitude is extremely sincere and impeccable.

The main character is an old man who opens his mouth happily, while the young one bows and kneels with broken legs.

After all, his family is the smallest in the entire Situ family and is most suitable for doing such dishonorable things.

Others do shameful things, but it’s okay for him, he has thick skin!

After Situ Tianming apologized.

Situ Xun's face was a little gloomy, but the gloom was not because of the apology, but because he recalled some unpleasant memories.

He thought he had forgotten and couldn't remember many things.

But in the past half month, he always dreamed about the past, when he was still very young, and he thought he could change everything if he worked hard.

But later, those familiar faces fell before his eyes, and everywhere was filled with smoke and flames of war. He had nowhere to hide, no way to avoid it, there was no pure land in the world...

He had been a bandit and a refugee. In order to survive, he lay in a pile of rotting corpses for three days. He escaped death time and time again, but was faced with desperate situations time and time again.

Many people fell down, and even more stood up, but these were not what a bandit should be concerned about. He was just a bandit.

Until he took off a torn green cotton jacket from a corpse because it was too cold...

A fellow villager saw the clothes on his body and cooked the best food in his home for him with tears in his eyes.

It was an indescribable look, cloudy, painful, firm, and gentle...

The bandits had never seen that kind of look, but the soldiers had.

So the bandit turned into a warrior. He couldn't understand the point of those people going to die like fools.

But later, he became that kind of fool for a while.

Until all the fools around him died, he turned into a bandit again...

……

Situ Xun's heart, which had long been numb, was stabbed by those memories like a sharp knife, and he actually felt the pain again.

"Because we found the entrance to the abyss but didn't inform the Forbidden Island first, they were very angry.

They have already begun to unite with some foreign races, and this time the plate movement and the confluence of the continents are probably exactly what they want!

As far as I know, there are currently only two entrances to the abyss. One is in the Nosa Trench, where the sea beasts are extremely terribly deformed, and human technology and psychics cannot get close at all. The Forbidden Tower has been tried for many years, but there has always been no return, and it has become a forbidden area for humans.

The other place is the Shiwanda Mountains.

Therefore, this time, they will probably set their sights on Daxia and fight for control of the entrance to the abyss.

Fighting for the entrance to the abyss, they must occupy our land. What they are best at is plundering! They are a group of robbers! Bandits!"

When he mentioned the word "bandit", Situ Xun felt like he was scolding himself, so he shut up.

Wang Qichuan was a little surprised to hear this.

"Did you hide the matter of the abyss from the Forbidden Island?

Didn't you realize that the Situ family is so brave? "

Situ Xun, "Humph, we have indeed been cooperating with the Forbidden Island, but I am not a fool, how could I not know what the Abyss means? Of course, we have to find a way to keep the news secret and give our people more time to adapt.

Internal fighting is internal fighting. We are all Daxia people. No matter how much trouble we have, some things are matters of principle. Of course, we have to prioritize. And..."

Situ Xun paused, "Before going to Longshan, the High Priest of the Dawn Tower came to me and told me a prophecy, which was a fragment of the future he saw.

…It was about this earthquake that he said that all continents would unite, foreign races would invade, and Daxia would be exterminated.

I didn't really believe in this prophecy at first, but maybe that person, although an idealist, wouldn't joke about such things.

So I held back and suppressed the news about the abyss from the Forbidden Island.

Otherwise, do you think that it would be so smooth for City No. 9 and Dawn Tower to help Wind City spread the news without the knowledge of Hope Base?"

Hearing this, Wang Qichuan instantly felt a liking for Situ Xun.

He always thought that this old bastard was a traitor.

To be able to confuse the information about the Forbidden Island that had silenced several major bases in Daxia, and to suppress the news about the sacrifice and the abyss, the Hope Base must have paid a high price.

Zhang Shuhui, who came in to serve soup, heard the conversation between the few people and for a moment she didn't know what to say.

Stuart's old face, which she hated so much, seemed not so hateful for a moment.

She also didn't expect that the high priest actually dragged his broken body to the Hope Base before coming to Tingfeng City, and single-handedly persuaded the Situ family to add fuel to the fire and help the sacrifice to start smoothly.

At the time, the sacrifices seemed to be helping Tingfeng City go upstream under heavy pressure, but it turned out that secretly, the current had been pushing them forward.

They all have their own selfish desires, some are even so selfish that they are hateful.

She suddenly remembered what Jiang You said to her before he entered the abyss.

"Zhang Shuhui, there are some things that you can't see clearly with your eyes, and you can't explain clearly with your mouth. The right thing is sometimes wrong, and the wrong thing is sometimes right.

There are very few absolutely good people in the world, and very few absolutely bad people. Most of the time, we all just choose selfishness at the crossroads of choice..."

At that time, she could hardly understand what Jiang You said.

Isn't it easy to tell the difference between good guys and bad guys?

But now, she couldn't tell the difference.

City No. 9 where human experiments are conducted; the base of hope that is desperate to open the abyss; the high priest of the Dawn Tower who rushes towards death with his companions who trust him.

Most of the highly effective potions in Doomsday come from City No. 9;

It turned out that the Hope Base, which she hated, had been secretly building defenses on the sea to guard against foreign races;

The High Priest of the Dawn Tower, who rushed to death with his companions, brought everyone a new dawn and hope before the predicted disaster was about to come...

If human nature was simply evil and good, it would be easy to tell the difference, but the problem is not like that...

She looked out the window and saw the man-eating tree bathed in sunlight, half bright and half gloomy.

Sunshine and shadow have always been together.

Yan Chi turned around and put the baby animal in his hand into Zhang Shuhui's hand.

He asked, "If I remember correctly, there are still countless zombies being raised in the crystal core farm below City No. 9. How many are there?"

Wang Qichuan, "There should be more than one million zombies now. Why are you asking this?"

"Zombies are not afraid of water, and human superpowers have limited abilities at sea. But what if there are millions of zombies sleeping under the calm sea?

Politeness and good manners won't make the enemy learn to speak nicely, but a sickle can..."

Yan Chi's voice was very calm, as if he was telling Zhang Shuhui what to eat in the evening.

Jiang You and he both knew about the fragments of the future that the high priest had seen. Before leaving, Jiang You left the fire of the Hope Base in Longshan. By not taking it away, he had already made his attitude clear in advance.

Whether the Daxia people are extinct or not has nothing to do with him, but Jiang Jiang needs these people.

When the nest is overturned, all the eggs will remain intact. If only Longshan and Tingfeng City are left in Daxia, then Tingfeng City will be in eternal crisis.

He didn't like this world and had no attachment to this land, but if Jiang Jiang needed him, he could also raise the battle flag.

Wang Qichuan's eyes lit up.

"Yes! How could we forget that your nickname is the Corpse Maker!"

Long Luo, "Lord Yan Chi is the best! Hehehe!"

Yan Chi said, "I would also like to thank the Hope Organization's 'Seed Project'."

Situ Xun: Just as I was about to smile, I felt like I was being yin-yanged. Is he too sensitive? No, hehe!