End of the World: Stock up on goods worth billions, and get a 10,000-fold return at the start

Chapter 68 Xiaomen is established!

"so much!"

Kong Fanjun was really taken aback. A group battle sequence would require at least 5 people to start.

Summoning survivors is now easier.

In troubled times, if you have money, food and cannons, you can pull up a team and make a great achievement.

It is the same in the last days, as long as there is food, they will not have to worry about recruiting refugees who are willing to serve them.

"So-so!" Chen Xiao said casually.

If he really revealed all the stockpiled goods in the warehouse, he would probably be able to scare these two goods into a daze.

"In three days at most, I want to see the plan start to be implemented. The upgrade speed of the ivy is too fast, and we don't have much time left."

Chen Xiao once again emphasized the criticality of this matter.

It wasn't all for the mission rewards, he was more worried about his safe house.

If he can't defeat the ivy, he will have to move.

"it is good!"

Kong Fanjun nodded seriously.

Chen Xiao still trusts Kong Fanjun. Although there is a lot of nonsense, he is quite reliable in doing things.

At least stronger than Faye!

Qin Shi pondered for a long time, and suddenly his eyes lit up:
"Brother Chen, what do you think our organization is called the Mieshi Longao Family?"

Chen Xiao and Kong Fanjun rolled their eyes together.

Swish!
Chen Xiao raised his hand and took out a box of medicine from the warehouse and threw it to Qin Shi.

"Three times a day, two capsules at a time, take before meals!"

Qin Shi: "???"

Take a look at the medicine box.

"Psychiatric drugs!"

wipe!
"The organization is headed by the boss, so the name of the organization must bear the name of the boss, why not call it...Xiaomen!"

Kong Fanjun proposed.

Although it is not as good as Qin Shi said, it still feels average.

I don't have too much obsessive-compulsive disorder about the name Chen Xiao, so I can call it whatever I want.

Xiaomen is Xiaomen!

This simple conversation could even be considered a chat, but later...

Known as the "Longyue Conference" in history

It determined the world's top superhuman organization in the future, Xiaomen!

And in the following years, General Xiaomen appeared in this ruined world destroyed by the apocalypse like a dragon leaping over the sea of ​​clouds and traveling across China.

Draw a strong stroke that belongs to it!
……

The high temperature still persists now, and although Chen Xiao and the others have cleaned up more than half of the zombies, there are still occasional scattered ones wandering around.

The survivors usually hide in the safe houses they patched together, unless they are hungry, they will bite the bullet and go out to find supplies.

In a dark basement.

Here lived two brothers and sisters who depended on each other.

My brother called Zhou Yuan a little older and already an adult.

The younger sister is named Zhou Ling'er, and she is estimated to be only about twelve or thirteen years old.

Originally, the four of them were hiding in the basement, relying on the supplies hoarded before the end of the world, barely surviving.

But after persisting for a month, the supplies were gone after all. They had no special way to store the water, they could only watch the water evaporate and dissipate little by little.

Seeing that the family of four was about to starve to death, my father took up his responsibility and went out to look for supplies. As a result, he never came back.

Then came the mother, who has never been heard from since she went out.

Only the two brothers and sisters were left hiding in the basement, relying on the only remaining supplies to depend on each other.

this day!

Zhou Yuan forced the last sip of water into his sister's mouth, even though his lips were dry enough to bleed.

"Brother..." Zhou Ling'er looked at her brother's weak appearance and felt distressed and wanted to cry, but after crying for a long time, no tears fell.

Zhou Yuanqiang cheered up, smiled and rubbed his sister's head: "The water-fetching device I made is working. I just drank a big bowl!"

"Wait for me to collect more, so you can drink enough!"

Zhou Linger's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Zhou Yuan nodded proudly: "Your brother and I are a serious academic, okay? If the apocalypse hadn't come, my brother and I would have gone to the University of Science and Technology to report."

"Yeah, brother is the best!"

Zhou Linger simply smiled, she believed in her brother.

In the past, his elder brother would tinker with some small inventions at home when he was free.

Still quite useful.

"You go to sleep for a while, I'll go and see how the water in the device is doing, don't let anyone steal it."

Zhou Yuan rubbed his younger sister's head, his voice was full of security, which made Zhou Linger very warm.

"Brother, be careful."

"Know it!"

Zhou Yuan waved his hand: "I have self-defense weapons!"

He smiled and opened the iron window in the basement, poked his head and looked outside, and after making sure it was safe, he got out with his buttocks pouted.

As soon as he came outside, Zhou Yuan was shrouded in a wave of scorching heat, making his eyes blur and he almost fell down.

Gah!
Zhou Yuan bit his tongue hard, relying on the pain to cheer himself up.

He can't fall.

He was about to collapse, leaving his sister alone in this vicious last days, if she met bad people again.

Living is harder than dying!

Hey!
Zhou Yuan kicked over the water collection device he had built outside. Not to mention a drop of water inside, even the device was distorted by the heat.

He touched the small dagger in his sleeve, with determination and determination in his eyes.

Food and water must be found today.

Afraid,
He has to go too!

On the street, Zhou Yuan's figure shuttled through the shops on the street, looking at the mess inside that had been turned over dozens of times, he felt depressed.

He didn't ask for food and water.

He just wanted to find some useful hardware tools.

His target is the unit house in the community.

There are anti-theft doors and protective windows blocking it. As long as the door can be pried open, the harvest will definitely be better than the ruined shops on the street.

pity……

He searched a dozen stores and found nothing.

He even found a hardware store that contained nothing but hot waste pipes and screws scattered all over the floor.

Useful tools have long been looted.

After all, it will be really chaotic at the beginning of the apocalypse. People are looting and destroying shops on the street. Whether it can be used, we need to get it first.

Enduring hunger and thirst, Zhou Yuan came to a shop. The rolling shutter door of this shop had already been smashed open a gap. If there is no accident, there should be nothing inside.

But Zhou Yuan still wanted to try his luck.

He poked his head to look into the shop, and after making sure it was safe, he carefully went in.

But as soon as he walked in, three or four ferocious zombies rushed out of the shop with their back feet, roaring and rushing towards him.

What the hell!

Zhou Yuan's complexion suddenly changed, and he hurriedly turned around and ran away.

He might not be able to fight zombies one-on-one, let alone four.

After rushing out of the shop, Zhou Yuan quickly ran towards the distance, and the four behind him chased after him relentlessly. The roar from his throat was like a sharp backstab, constantly approaching Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan was really panicked. He was afraid of death and that his sister would be bullied after he died.

I can only run as fast as I can.

He hadn't had any water or rice for two days, and his body was even weaker and exhausted. Coupled with the sudden running, he soon felt top-heavy.

After Zhou Yuan bit his tongue and persisted for more than ten steps, his knees weakened and he fell directly to the ground, rolling forward four or five times.

The roar of the zombies was infinitely approaching.

Zhou Yuan struggled to get up, but his body couldn't use any strength at the moment, and he couldn't stop shaking.

He didn't even have the strength to draw the dagger in his cuff.

Looking at the zombies that had already rushed towards him, Zhou Yuan let out an unwilling roar.

"Fuck!"

Just when he was about to be reduced to food, suddenly.

Kang Kang Kang...

A series of gunshots rang out.

The four zombies with their bloody mouths wide open were headshot one after another, and the scum from the explosions covered Zhou Yuan's face.

Zhou Yuan was stunned!
This is……

Until a roaring engine roared from far to near, until it stopped beside him.

The window rolled down slowly.

A young man wearing sunglasses and resting his elbows on the car door muttered:

"Hey!"

"If you want food and water, go to the Golden LaCrosse Community!"

"Tell me Qin Shi's name."

"If you can get in touch with other survivors, call them all."

After saying that, Qin Shi took out a bottle of mineral water from the car, threw it in, then stepped on the accelerator, and the Unimog roared away.

Zhou Yuan got up from the ground in a daze, stared at the bottle of mineral water on the ground, and rushed towards it, the hand was still slightly cold.

He raised his head, looked at the Unimog that had gone away, and clenched his fists.

"Jinjunyue Community!"

He took note.

(End of this chapter)