Rebirth Doomsday Notes

There was no light in the dark aisle, fragmented footsteps sounded from around the corner, and after a while, a group of people came over.

The flashlight shone scatteredly around, and the discarded debris on the ground staggered the footsteps of passers-by from time to time. One or two curses sounded, and then they were suppressed by a low heck.

Dai Wanjun swallowed hard, and took a flashlight to keep shining around. The whole factory was dead silent, every room was pitch black, and the flashlight was extremely weak here. Sometimes, seeing nothing is better than seeing nothing arrive.

But in just one year, the outside has become dilapidated like this. Such a large factory seems to have been abandoned for decades.

"Hey, where did this person go?" A younger youth asked in a trembling voice.

In the darkness, the expressions of the others turned aside immediately. Obviously, the question this young man asked was exactly what they cared about.

The corners of Dai Wanjun's eyes twitched. This doubt was beyond the scope of his answer.

But the only person who could explain this doubt did not open his mouth to explain. Mr. Xu clenched the Japanese sword in his hand, and held a flashlight in the other hand. He shone the light on the front with the flashlight, and said in a deep voice, "The front is Kumen. follow."

The people behind, including Dai Wanjun, immediately fell silent and followed Mr. Xu's pace obediently.

The door of the warehouse was blocked by an overturned forklift, so Mr. Xu asked several people to work together to move the forklift.

The few remaining people held flashlights and were in charge of lighting.

Fortunately, the forklift wasn't very heavy, so a few big and thick guys worked together, and within 10 minutes, the forklift was removed.

There was a smile on everyone's face, because, since a forklift was overturned at the door of this warehouse, it means that the things in the warehouse are probably not robbed, no matter what it is, in the warehouse of this food processing factory, It must be eaten.

"Kang Dang!——" The sharp knife light flashed, no one could clearly see how Mr. Xu made the move, but in the next second, the iron chain on the iron door of the warehouse was cut in two.

The people below were very understanding, and immediately stepped forward, pulling open the iron door from left to right.

"My God!!! This, this is!!!—" Dai Wanjun looked at the place illuminated by the flashlight, and was so surprised that he couldn't even finish his sentence.

The others were not much better either, all of them were shocked.

However, no wonder they were surprised.After all, what was before their eyes was a warehouse full of goods.

"Go up and have a look." Mr. Xu opened his mouth to wake everyone up.

Only then did the others react, and quickly stepped forward, shining their flashlights on the piles of sacks.

"It's flour, man!!! This pile is full of flour," exclaimed one.

"I have oil here, and it's all peanut oil." Another person exclaimed.

"I have rice, I have rice here, what is this? Wow, there is sugar!!!!"

"..."

"..."

With exclamations, the dead warehouse suddenly became lively, and Mr. Xu, who was standing at the door, couldn't help showing a smile in his eyes.

Dai Wanjun was also very happy in his heart. He rubbed his hands, leaned over to Mr. Xu with a shy face, and asked a little flatteringly, "Mr. Xu, how do you know there are so many foods hidden here?"

Mr. Xu turned his face and glanced at Dai Wanjun. In the darkness, he couldn't see his expression clearly, so he said:

"In fact, this is the inertial thinking of people. It's like this food processing factory. Most people come to grab food and subconsciously start with the finished products. Most people ignore the raw material warehouse, and then people come here again and look outside. Everything has been taken away, so naturally I won’t go in to check it again.”

With Mr. Xu's explanation, Dai Wanjun was immediately enlightened, and he immediately figured out these details. For Rong Yan, he was convinced at this moment.

"There are a lot of things here, so you can help too! I'll keep an eye on it here." Mr. Xu ordered without any intention of continuing.

Dai Wanjun didn't refuse this time, he responded, turned around and went to help others pack things.

In the darkness, the corners of the young man's mouth slightly curled up, extremely evil.

With his back to everyone, without anyone noticing, Mr. Xu took out the small black box from his body again, and stared at the small flashing dots on the screen.

There are three in total, and they have begun to approach his current location.

Putting the box away, Mr. Xu turned his head, looked at the people behind, thought for a while, and said loudly, "Time is tight, we only carry it twice, everyone try to take as much as possible."

Upon hearing this, Dai Wanjun quickly put down the rice bag on his body, and asked inexplicably, "Mr. Xu, there are so many?"

Mr. Xu quickly explained, "This warehouse is so big and there are so many stocks, it is impossible for our car to be fully loaded, not to mention going to the hospital next time, quilts and clothes need to take up space. You just try to get as much as you can now, and after we leave, seal this place up, and you can come to pick it up next time."

Dai Wanjun suddenly realized and nodded, and quickly turned to the others and shouted, "Hurry up and pretend, don't delay, get more rice and noodles over there, and don't want sugar. Add more oil..."

Food is the most important thing for the people. This is true. Although everyone is flustered, but seeing so much food now, no one cares about it. All the attention is put on the bags of rice and flour.

Mr. Xu slowly closed his eyes, pulled the blade out of the scabbard little by little with his hand, and waited for it.

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