End of the World: Stockpile Billions of Supplies at the Beginning

Luo Yan was too lazy to waste time with them.

It is impossible to provide supplies, don’t even think about it in your next life.

Kill directly?

He's not a murderer.

Besides, it would be tiring to kill so many people.

Luo Yan decided to compromise.

He simply raised his hand, and a bunch of electric batons began to appear out of thin air from his hand, falling to the ground with a crackling sound, and piling up into a small hill.

"I'll return the electric batons to you. They're all fully charged. I was able to use them to get supplies, so I'm sure you will be able to do the same."

Luo Yan looked sincere.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"..."

Everyone in Luo Yan's team, including the new member Chen Xu, all sneered unceremoniously.

The best way to deal with God's logic is to use his spear to attack his shield.

Didn't you say that I got the supplies only after I took the electric baton? Well, I'll give you the electric baton, but you can get me some supplies.

Mr. Gong, who was in charge, was dumbfounded.

Do I want electric batons? I want supplies.

What's the point of giving me an electric baton? Do you think I'll dare to fight those scary monsters with an electric baton?

Apparently he wasn't the only one who thought so.

Zhao Meimei, who was hiding in the crowd and preparing to wait and see what would happen, saw that Mr. Gong was completely useless. She cursed in hatred in her heart, saying that each and every one of them was a waste.

At this moment, her stomach rumbled like thunder. She couldn't remember how many days she hadn't eaten. After the end of the world, Wang Qiang, that bastard, took advantage of his supernatural powers to enter her house. Not only did he take advantage of her for free, he also consumed all the food in her house.

Her husband Pang Hong was no match for that bastard Wang Qiang, and was forced to leave the community to look for supplies. His life or death is still unknown.

If she couldn't get food today, she didn't know how long she could last.

The most important thing is that she doesn’t know how long Wang Qiang can endure. In the past two days, the way Wang Qiang looks at her has become more and more wrong.

Seeing that I would return empty-handed today, I would die sooner or later anyway.

Zhao Meimei gritted her teeth, put on a stiff smile, and walked out of the crowd.

"Oh, handsome man, Mr. Gong didn't mean that. He meant that if you have extra supplies, please give some to us. We are all neighbors, and you can't bear to see us starve to death, right? If we get supplies in the future, we will definitely return them to you."

She had already made up her mind. Mr. Gong had already played the good guy, so she would play the bad guy. She would get food from Building 3 today no matter what.

Luo Yan was too lazy to argue with her and held up two fingers: "I'll give you two choices. Either you take the electric baton and leave by yourself, or I'll send you away."

As for where to send it, it’s up to me.

Zhao Meimei could naturally hear the threat in Luo Yan's words, and her already stiff face became even stiffer.

Mr. Gong, who was standing by, rolled his eyes when he saw this. “Why are you so arrogant? You just know magic, right? We have people who know magic too.”

He turned to Zhao Meimei and said, "Meimei, isn't your boyfriend Wang Qiang very capable? Let him come over and show the youngsters what it means that old people are more experienced!"

Zhao Meimei knew that Wang Qiang, that coward, might be able to show off in front of ordinary people like them, but he was definitely no match for the young man in front of her.

But it would be nice if she could use this man to get rid of Wang Qiang. At least if she got rid of Wang Qiang, she wouldn't have to worry about her food being snatched away or him taking advantage of her.

It even became Wang Qiang's food.

Wang Qiang, who was hiding behind the crowd and preparing to fish in troubled waters, thought something was wrong when he heard Mr. Gong call his name, and ran back as soon as he could.

Recently he couldn't find anything to eat, and he lost a lot of weight, from a 300-pound fat man to a 298-pound fat man.

Although he has a large base weight, he is a supernatural being after all, and his running speed is not slow. From the side, he looks like a huge ball, rolling on the ground.

When Zhao Meimei turned around to look for Wang Qiang, Wang Qiang had already run far away.

Zhao Meimei was so angry that she almost bit her porcelain teeth to pieces, but there was nothing she could do.

Luo Yan coldly watched these people's performance like jumping clowns. Seeing that there was nothing new, he felt bored. Just as he was about to end this farce, he saw a person appear in the direction where Wang Qiang fled.

Or maybe he was once a human being, but he is no longer a human being now.

The man was wearing tattered clothes, and the exposed skin surface had tissues similar to muscle texture that were obviously different from human flesh. His left hand was gone, and the exposed part had regrown some muscle tissue. In his right hand, he held a fruit knife stained with zombie rotten flesh. A pair of eyes. They were covered with bright red bloodshot, almost filling the entire white of the eye.

The same security guard named An whom I met in the bonded area before.

This person was also attacked by zombies during the awakening process, and was infected with a zombie virus that exceeded his ability to withstand, and became a mutated zombie.

However, this person's level of evolution is much higher than that of the security guard who just mutated.

Mutated zombies can directly swallow zombie crystal cores to evolve, and their absorption efficiency is higher than that of mutants.

Any mutated zombie, if it grows up, will be a very scary existence. What's more terrifying is that they retain human memories. They have intelligence at the beginning of mutation and are much more cunning than those zombies that act aimlessly and follow their instincts.

Fortunately, mutated zombies, like the monsters in space rifts, are powerful but uncommon creatures. If you encounter one, you might be wiped out.

Very good, I encountered all of these within one day. It turns out that I was possessed by an elementary school student who never grew up.

Fortunately, the zombies outside are mainly ordinary zombies, and the crystal cores they produce are not of high energy. Otherwise, this mutant zombie, which seems to have consumed a lot of crystal cores, would be difficult to deal with.

"You! You you! You are Pang Hong, don't come over here." Wang Qiang's voice trembled, and even the fat on his body shook.

The mutant zombie, who was called Pang Hong in his previous life, laughed in a strange and cold voice: "Wang Qiang, weren't you so awesome before? Where did your energy for beating me go? Where did your energy for sleeping with my wife go? Huh?"

Pang Hong approached step by step, holding a dagger.

When he took a step forward, Wang Qiang took a step back: "Pang Hong, calm down, let's talk it over, don't come over here!"

Without waiting for him to finish, Wang Qiang turned around and ran back. Although no one in that group of survivors was a match for Pang Hong, they could be used as shields. As long as he could delay for a while, he still had a chance.

Wang Qiang never dared to run towards Luo Yan. He subconsciously felt that this young man might be even more difficult to deal with than Pang Hong.

However fast he was, the mutant zombie was even faster than him and caught up with the rolling Wang Qiang in just a few strides.

He pinched the fat behind his neck and lifted him up like a kitten.

"Run, run again!" Pang Hong laughed strangely, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like glass rubbing against iron sheet.

Wang Qiang was so scared that he almost peed.

I really peed, and an unknown liquid was dripping from under my pants.

His face was covered in snot and tears, and the fat hands slapped his own fat face mercilessly, begging for mercy while slapping: "Brother Pang, you are my brother! No, you are my ancestor! I was wrong, please let me go! I was bewitched, I was wrong, really wrong, beat me, beat me until you are relieved! As long as you spare my life, I will do anything you want——!"

Wang Qiang suddenly screamed. His defense, which was said to be impenetrable even to zombies, was now pierced deeply into the forehead by a dagger.

In the face of absolute strength, his level 1 supernatural power physical enhancement is no different from paper.

The dagger stirred in Wang Qiang's head, and when it was pulled out, it brought out a crystal core wrapped in flesh and blood.

Pang Hong stuffed it directly into his mouth, chewed it twice, and swallowed it.

“Tsk! I haven’t eaten the crystal core of an awakened person yet. I didn’t expect it to stink even worse than a zombie’s. Ugh!”