End of the World: Too many goddesses, too many to stockpile

the next day.

When Lin Feng returned to the community, he saw Sun Siyi from afar wearing a spotless white dress.

Standing quietly at the door of his villa, looking inside.

Lin Feng was slightly stunned, then walked forward and said with a smile.

"Doctor Sun, you came to see me so early, what's the matter?"

Sun Siyi turned around immediately after hearing the voice. She saw Lin Feng standing in front of her with a surprised expression on her face.

She thought Lin Feng was still sleeping, so she didn't dare to disturb him. She didn't expect him to come back so early.

She smiled awkwardly and said.

"Mr. Lin, you went out so early. I thought you were sleeping, so I didn't dare to ring the doorbell."

Lin Feng smiled.

"It's okay. I went out for morning exercise this morning and just came back. You came to see me so early. Is there something urgent?"

After hearing what Lin Feng said, Sun Siyi immediately took out the car keys from her handbag and handed them to him.

"Mr. Lin, my car has been repaired. Thank you so much."

"If you hadn't lent me your car in time, allowing me to get to the hospital in time, the operation yesterday might not have been able to go smoothly."

The operation yesterday was still vivid in her mind.

Lin Feng took the car keys and said with a smile.

"Doctor Sun, you are too polite. It's just a small matter. We are all neighbors, and we should help each other."

The two stood at the door of the villa and chatted for a while, then Sun Siyi thanked him and left.

After entering the room, Lin Feng turned on the computer with ease and quickly locked his eyes on the stock chart.

Compared with his previous life, there was no difference in the stock market trends in this life. Everything was just as he remembered.

His assets have accumulated to an astonishing 500 million, which is enough for him to stock up on the supplies he needs.

However, Lin Feng was not satisfied with this.

He knows that in this world full of uncertainty, being prepared is the most important thing.

Therefore, he decided to take out only 200 million to purchase supplies.

The remaining 300 million will continue to be invested in the stock market in case of emergency.

Lin Feng specially borrowed a spacious warehouse from the community security guard.

Next, he began a crazy purchasing trip.

Food, drinking water, wood, coal, medicine, entertainment facilities, fitness equipment... he bought almost everything he might need.

However, he also found that key supplies such as prescription drugs, firearms and fuel were almost impossible to buy on the market.

This made him frown, but he didn't give up.

As supplies arrived one after another, Lin Feng began to get busy.

He specially purchased a large number of shelves and placed the supplies in the space by category.

And they are clearly labeled for easy searching and management in the future.

This morning!

"Jingle Bell"

When he heard the doorbell ring, Lin Feng knew that a takeaway must have arrived.

He walked to the door and opened it. However, the scene in front of him surprised him.

I saw the delivery man and Aunt Zhao from the community standing at the door, and there seemed to be an argument between the two.

Lin Feng took a closer look and found that it was Aunt Zhao's grandson who was holding on to the fast food in the delivery man's hand.

"What are you doing? This is not your takeaway, let it go."

The delivery man's face turned red with anxiety. He didn't dare to pull hard for fear of hurting the child.

However, Aunt Zhao unreasonably pulled the delivery man's hand away and started cursing at him.

"You stinky delivery man, this is not yours, why are you trying to steal it? Believe it or not, I will file a complaint against you!"

Lin Feng saw the whole scene, but he was not angry.

He felt that this little incident was not worth getting angry about, so he walked up to the delivery man and said.

"Forget it, it's just a takeaway, just think of it as feeding the dog."

The delivery man looked at Lin Feng in surprise, as if he didn't expect him to say that.

Aunt Zhao immediately pointed the gun at Lin Feng and roared.

"What did you say? You actually called my grandson a dog. Do you think you are great just because you are rich?"

Lin Feng sneered and responded.

"Only a mad dog would snatch food everywhere. Aren't you just like a mad dog?"

His words left Aunt Zhao speechless, and the neighbors around her began to whisper.

However, Aunt Zhao was still unwilling to give in and kept cursing at the door, her voice getting louder and louder.

Lin Feng turned a deaf ear to it, as if all this had nothing to do with him. He turned back to the villa and closed the door.

After returning to the villa, Lin Feng opened the food delivery platform and continued to order food.

He ordered a lot of fried chicken, kebabs and other delicacies, all of which children like to eat.

However, this time he specifically reminded the merchants.

"It's super spicy, make it even spicier."

As Lin Feng expected,

In the evening, Aunt Zhao took her grandson and stole all the takeaway food that Li Yang had left at the door.

After returning home, Aunt Zhao couldn't wait to tear open a takeaway box.

She handed the fragrant fried chicken to her grandson Xiaocong,

"Come on, Xiaocong, eat quickly, this fried chicken is your favorite."

Xiao Cong took the fried chicken, his eyes sparkling with excitement. He was already so hungry that his stomach growled.

I couldn't wait to gobble it up.

Aunt Zhao lives alone with her grandson. Her family is not well off, and she rarely buys snacks for Xiaocong.

But every time he saw other people’s takeout in the neighborhood, he would steal it back for Xiaocong.

Over time, Xiao Cong got used to this lifestyle of getting something for nothing, and developed a certain adaptability to spicy food.

After a while, Xiao Cong ate a whole fried chicken.

He wiped his mouth contentedly, then suddenly frowned.

"Sah~ Grandma, it's so hot!"

The spicy taste began to spread in his mouth, making him feel uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Aunt Zhao quickly brought a glass of water to Xiao Cong.

"It's okay, just drink some water. Here, there are some skewers, eat more, don't waste them."

After Xiao Cong drank the water, the spiciness eased a little, and he continued to eat the skewers.

Although it was a bit spicy, he was reluctant to waste this rare delicacy.

However, as time went on, the spicy taste began to spread in his stomach and he felt a sharp pain.

"Grandma, my stomach hurts so much!"

Xiao Cong suddenly screamed, he covered his stomach and rolled on the ground in pain.

Aunt Zhao was frightened and at a loss when she saw her grandson in so much pain.

She hurriedly hugged Xiao Cong and gave him a lot of water to drink, but it not only did not relieve the symptoms, but made them worse.

In desperation, Aunt Zhao had to send Xiaocong to the hospital.

After a whole night of tossing and turning, Xiao Cong's condition was finally under control.

He lay quietly on the hospital bed. Although his face was still pale, he no longer felt the pain he had felt before.