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

They couldn't help feeling sad when they saw Wang Bo's miserable appearance of eating dog shit for two thin slices of potato chips.

They knew that Lin Feng was simply playing tricks on Wang Bo and he didn't want to give Wang Bo enough food.

Wang Bo looked at the two potato chips on the ground, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes.

"Lin Feng, I'm going to fight you!"

Wang Bo roared, clenched his fists, his face full of anger and unwillingness.

Seeing this, a hint of amusement flashed in Lin Feng's eyes, and he took a step back slightly.

It was as if Wang Bo in front of him was just an insignificant insect.

He knew that he didn't need to take action personally against people like Wang Bo, as there would naturally be people loyal to him who would come and take care of them.

Sure enough, Song Wei moved and rushed directly towards Wang Bo without any hesitation.

His eyes were firm and full of loyalty to Lin Feng.

Xu Shaogang followed closely behind, he also knew that now was the time to show his loyalty,

I just acknowledged Lin Feng as my master, how could I let him get hurt.

The two of them worked together, like a tiger rushing down a mountain, grabbing Wang Bo and beating him up.

Each punch was merciless, and Wang Bo's cries for mercy were drowned out by the wind.

"Stop, stop, I was wrong, I was really wrong!"

Wang Bo tried to defend himself at first, but as a punch hit him hard in the stomach,

His whole body was convulsing and his voice became hoarse.

In the end times, fists are often more persuasive than words.

In Lin Feng's opinion, those who still want to reason are absolute idiots.

There was no need to talk nonsense except to teach him a lesson with fists.

It was not until Wang Bo was beaten to death that Zhang Yi signaled Song Wei and Xu Shaogang to stop.

He glanced at Wang Bo lying on the ground, without a trace of sympathy in his eyes.

Lin Feng knew very well that a man like Wang Bo could not cause any trouble at all, and it would be better to keep him as cannon fodder than to kill him.

Among the people around, no one sympathized with Wang Bo's situation.

On the contrary, many people were gloating over his misfortune, thinking that Wang Bo brought this upon himself.

He used to be a tyrant in the community and didn't take anyone seriously. Now he is getting his comeuppance.

Lin Feng walked up to Wang Bo and gently kicked him in the face with his toes.

He raised his head and scanned the people around him with sharp eyes.

"See? This is what happens when you disobey orders."

"Maybe some people will not accept it, but that's okay. If you can't accept the rules here, you can leave now. I will never stop you."

Having said this, Lin Feng paused for a moment. However, no one left.

Are you kidding? In this apocalyptic world, we finally found a stable source of food. Who would be willing to leave easily?

Lin Feng nodded slightly and smiled with satisfaction. He continued.

"Okay, since no one has left, it means you have accepted it. If anyone goes against my wishes, they will end up like Wang Bo."

After saying that, he stepped on Wang Bo's hand and crushed his fingers hard.

Wang Bo screamed in pain, his voice echoing throughout the underground parking lot.

The neighbors were so scared that they were trembling all over. They secretly made up their minds to obey Lin Feng's command.

In this apocalypse, only the strong can survive, and Lin Feng is undoubtedly the strongest among them.

After the food was distributed, the people present held their food in their hands, with satisfied and relieved expressions on their faces.

Their hunger roared like wild beasts, causing almost everyone to wolf down the food as soon as they got it.

It seems as if this long-lost feeling of fullness is deeply imprinted in my heart.

Many days of hunger and fatigue, coupled with Lin Feng's previous series of actions, almost exhausted everyone's physical strength.

At this moment, food is like sweet spring water in the desert, giving them hope for rebirth.

But that little bit of food was not enough to fill my stomach.

Everyone looked at the empty food bags on the ground, their eyes gleaming with desire.

They hoped that Lin Feng could distribute some more food to alleviate the unbearable hunger.

However, the reality was cruel. Lin Feng asked Li Jinxuan to collect the remaining food one by one and put them in her pocket.

This scene made people present feel disappointed and frustrated.

Those who didn't contribute to the team are fine, they can only hope for the future.

Look forward to getting more food shares through your own efforts and performance.

However, Zhang Qingming's situation is different.

Zhang Qingming's heart was filled with imbalance and anger.

His wife and sister have already been taken away by Lin Feng, but he can only get the same amount of food as others.

This unfair treatment was unbearable to him, and the anger in his heart was about to erupt like a volcano.

However, the ruthless way Lin Feng treated Wang Bo just now hit the fear in his heart like a heavy hammer.

He knew that if he rashly questioned Lin Feng, he would probably be punished more severely.

But hunger and anger drove him too far to remain silent.

Finally, Zhang Qingming mustered up his courage, raised his hand, and spoke in a trembling voice.

"Report...report."

His voice attracted everyone's attention.

People looked at Zhang Qingming in confusion, not knowing what he would say next.

Lin Feng's face instantly turned gloomy after hearing Zhang Qingming's voice.

Qiu Hanyue and Zhang Yating looked at each other, their eyes filled with worry and uneasiness.

They were afraid that Zhang Qingming's actions would anger Lin Feng and bring them unnecessary trouble.

Qiu Hanyue reached out to pull Zhang Qingming back, but Zhang Qingming did not move at all, as if he had made up his mind to express his dissatisfaction.

Seeing this, Song Wei also saw Lin Feng's dissatisfaction and anger. He strode to Zhang Qingming's side.

He kicked him hard and cursed.

"What? I gave you food for free, but you're still not satisfied? If you want to die, just say so!"

Zhang Qingming staggered back after being kicked by Song Wei.

After taking several steps, he finally sat down on the cold ground weakly.

Seeing Song Wei taking action, Xu Shaogang could no longer suppress his inner impulse.

He wanted to go up and teach Zhang Qingming a lesson, but his action was stopped by Lin Feng with a glance.

Lin Feng calmly stretched out his arm, motioning Xu Shaogang to step back, and then said lightly:

"Wait, let him finish what he's saying first."

Hearing Lin Feng say this, Zhang Qingming endured the pain and struggled to get up from the ground.

He dusted himself off, straightened his clothes, and then mustered up his courage and said to Lin Feng:

"I...what I want to say is, shouldn't our family get more food? After all, our family has also contributed to you."

As soon as he said this, everyone present understood what he meant by "contribution".

The neighbors secretly complained in their hearts, thinking that Zhang Qingming's shameless behavior was simply unbearable.