Stocking up for the end of the world: Erha took me and my best friend to become well-off

The ants are still wreaking havoc, sweeping away everything wherever they go.

The ants on the ground soon reached the sixth floor. Yang Qing watched the bean-sized ants spreading up from under the windowsill like a tide, and trying desperately to drill into the gaps when passing by the windows. Unfortunately, the windows here were welded shut and they could not get in at all.

Yang Qing watched as the ants stepped over the glass and went up, making a tapping sound, as if someone was knocking on the window.

No one dared to make a sound, as if they were afraid the red ants would hear them.

Yang Qing took out a telescope and looked at the building opposite for a more intuitive view.

The entire building was gradually covered by ants, as if covered by a red and black film, which then slowly eroded the building.

Someone ran upstairs in panic, and the ant colony downstairs quickly caught up.

They ran to the top floor, but there was nowhere to go, so they hugged each other and shivered.

Yang Qing cursed inwardly at being stupid. If he hid at home and guarded the doors and windows, he might have a chance of survival. But running out would mean death.

Soon, the people on the top floor were covered by the ants. They watched as it collapsed like a puddle of mud, then turned into a pile of bones, until nothing was left.

Some people in the building may have unsealed doors and windows, and they were calling for help through the glass, but they soon disappeared.

The four could only watch and could do nothing.

Because if you go out you will die and no one can save you.

No one dared to go to sleep. They looked outside anxiously, not daring to move.

I don’t know how many people died in one night.

The red ants continued to pour out, and no one knew where they came from.

After daybreak, we finally saw some action.

A man wearing thick metal protective clothing, carrying a gas tank on his back and holding a rifle in his hand, desperately fired at the ant colony.

The red ants burned, giving off an unpleasant burnt smell. Yang Qing and the others could faintly smell it even though they had sealed the doors and windows.

Red ants are corrosive, and even the smell of their burning is pungent and makes the lungs feel uncomfortable.

Yang Qing quickly took out a few masks and put them on everyone. It is always better to have an extra layer of protection.

Then armored vehicles appeared on the streets. They were fully enclosed in metal and had tracks underneath, so they were not afraid of being eaten by ants.

Wherever the armored vehicles passed, they sprayed gasoline and burned it all the way. The streets were filled with gray-black smoke, and the smell became even worse.

Fortunately, there was nothing to burn on the ground. Everything that could be burned had been eaten by ants, so there was no fire.

Suddenly, Yang Qing saw a man with his whole body on fire walking on the street. At first, he thought he was someone who was accidentally affected. After a closer look, he found that he was wearing a pair of iron boots and the fire in his hands was continuously sprayed at the red ants on the wall.

But he didn't have a gun in his hand.

"Leng Yi, look!" Yang Qing asked Leng Yi to look at the man.

Leng Yi picked up the telescope and took a look, a little surprised, "It should be a mutant who has awakened the fire attribute."

"What? Let me see." Wang Hao quickly took the telescope and looked over, amazed, "There is such a supernatural power? It's amazing."

"However, he probably won't be able to hold on for long." Leng Yi shook his head. "The energy in the human body is limited. It's impossible to keep burning it. When his energy is used up, he'll have to run."

Wang Hao nodded. "He's wearing a pair of iron boots, so he shouldn't be afraid, as long as he runs fast enough."

The ant extermination operation lasted for a whole day. I don’t know if they were scared, but the red ants did not appear again.

The city was filled with the stench of burning red ants.

The carcasses of red ants covered the road in a thick layer, like mud after a flood.

Another night passed before people dared to open the door and go out.

After going out, I saw the people in the next room, and they all looked happy at having survived a disaster.

However, no one came out of most of the doors, perhaps there was not a single person left.

There were also some where only one or two people were left, and their faces were filled with grief and despair.

In the face of such a disaster, human beings are so insignificant that they have no room for resistance at all.

Lin Zhen took the initiative to prepare breakfast, cooking a pot of white porridge and serving it with a side dish.

The four of them didn't speak and finished the meal in silence.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, "Mr. Leng, Mr. Leng!"

Leng Yi opened the door, and when the visitor saw him and the other three people in the room, a look of relief appeared on his face. He thought they were indeed psychics and nothing had happened.

"I am the manager of the Zeng Family Manor. Our master has something he wants to trouble Mr. Leng with."

"What's the matter?" Leng Yi asked calmly.

"I'm sure Mr. Leng has seen what happened in the past two days. The owner of the family would like to ask Mr. Leng to help manage the area where you are. Your friends can also participate."

Leng Yi first glanced at Yang Qing, frowning slightly, "We are not locals, I am afraid we are not capable of managing others."

"Please be modest, Leng Sheng. The fact that you guys were able to survive this red ant tide shows that your abilities are not comparable to those of ordinary people."

"Mr. Leng, don't worry. It's not a big deal. It's just that the ant tide has just passed. We need to help clean up the debris left by the red ants and restore the cleanliness of the city."

"We, the Zeng family, suffered heavy casualties in this disaster, and we are really short of manpower. Since Mr. Leng wants to live in this city, he also hopes that everyone can have a clean living environment, right?"

"As a member of Licheng, it is the unshirkable responsibility and obligation of every citizen to make some contribution to the city. Am I right?"

Leng Yi was silent. Are you trying to pressure me with morality? In the end times, you don't need to care about this at all.

But these things are not difficult. Many people must have died this time, so it is possible that there is a shortage of manpower.

Putting myself in charge of this area, to put it bluntly, is giving myself power and also trying to win me over.

Yang Qing pinched Leng Yi's hand, indicating that he could agree.

Since you have decided to stay, it's okay to do something. It won't be inappropriate to live here.

"What happens next?" Leng Yi asked.

"From now on, you will be responsible for housing allocation, public security management and other matters in this area. It's not a big deal. Someone will help you." said the manager.

"Okay!" Leng Yi nodded. It would be easy with subordinates.

The manager was overjoyed. He felt fortunate that he had lived up to the trust of the master, otherwise he would not know how to report back.

"I will notify everyone to come here immediately. They will be under your command, and I will also explain in detail what to do next." The manager hurriedly went to gather people.

"We are considered staff members of the Zeng family, right?" Wang Hao said.

Leng Yi nodded, "Since you plan to stay, you might as well take the initiative. With some power, it will be easier to do anything in the future."

"That's true!" Lin Zhen nodded. He has lived in this city for decades, and he has a deep understanding of the huge gap between ordinary people and the powerful.

If I had worked for the Zeng family, Bai Yi would not have dared to steal my wife and kill my children so blatantly.

Power is a good thing.