The Immortal King has a farming system (Quick Transmigration)

Chapter 13: The End of the World

There was a handsome man sitting in the crowd on the left. He stood up and took the lead.

Mu Qian: "What are you standing there for?"

Mu Qian: “Follow”

Yan Hua suddenly woke up, secretly thanking himself for not offending Yun Huan, while calling his people into the supermarket.

The person on the right looks at a young man who is chewing wild grass.

The boy spat out the weeds in his mouth.

Wang Qi: "What are you looking at?"

Wang Qi: "Leave someone to look after Dakuan"

Wang Qi: "The rest of you hurry in and grab the things."

Wang Qi: "A little later" Wang Qi: "All the good stuff has been taken away by them"

The one on the right is now taking action.

After they all went in, the rest of the people dared to rush in.

Yun Huan walked quickly in the supermarket.

He doesn't even look at food or anything like that.

He will never be able to finish what his brother has in his lifetime.

He cares about sanitary products.

Although he saved a lot.

But this kind of thing has not been produced again in the last ten years of the world.

So, no matter how much toilet paper he has, it’s never too much!

He touched a roll of toilet paper and raised the corners of his mouth. Before he could do anything else, he saw rows of toilet paper suddenly disappear.

His expression changed, and he quickly looked up at the things around him. All the papers were gone.

It was like there was an invisible black hole that swallowed up all those things silently.

His face suddenly turned ugly.

He worked so hard to get in, but he couldn't even take the toilet paper away. His brother would laugh at him to death!

Yun Huan: Brother: “Who?”

Yun Huan: Brother: "Come out!"

The ball of light in front of Yun Huan twisted its round body and flew towards the next target.

It’s not that it doesn’t go out, it’s that humans can’t see it.

Yun Huan kicked the toilet paper rack angrily.

A handsome man walked over and saw the empty shelves with a strange look on his face.

Yun Huan, whose brainwaves were seamlessly connected, immediately saw the unspoken meaning in the man's eyes and immediately jumped up in anger. Yun Huan: "Brother: What are you looking at!"

Yun Huan: Brother: “It wasn’t me who did it.”

Yun Huan: Brother: "I didn't even touch a piece of paper"

Mu Qian: “Oh”

Yun Huan: Brother: "Forget it"

Yun Huan: Brother: "Why am I wasting my time talking to you?"

Yun Huan: Brother: "I'd better go and see if there's anything I missed."

Mu Qian: "No need to look for it"

Mu Qian: "Besides food, there are some other things..."

Mu Qian: “There is nothing else left.”

Yun Huan: Brother: “Impossible”

Yun Huan: Brother: "I am the first one to come in"

Yun Huan: Brother: “I haven’t even got a piece of paper yet.”

Yun Huan: Brother: "Who can be so fast?" Mu Qian: "Maybe someone got in first."

Yun Huan: Brother: (Frowning)

Mu Qian: "You're not short of food, are you?"

Yun Huan: Brother: "... (looks wary)"

Mu Qian: "You ran here as soon as you came in"

Mu Qian: "I don't even look back when I see food on the road"

Mu Qian: "It doesn't look like he's short of food."

Yun Huan: Brother: “What’s it got to do with you?”

Mu Qian: "You have plenty to eat"

Mu Qian: “We are missing”

Mu Qian: "You are short of family planning supplies"

Mu Qian: "We are not short of"

Mu Qian: "How about a deal?"

Yun Huan: Brother: (shakes his head)

Yun Huan: Brother: "Although I am very moved by what you said" Yun Huan: Brother: "But my brother is the one who makes the decisions in my family"

Mu Qian: "You can go back and ask your brother before making a decision."

Yun Huan: Brother: "Ha (sneer)"

Yun Huan: Brother: "I won't bother my brother with this kind of thing"

Yun Huan: Brother: "He doesn't need to worry about this kind of thing"

Mu Qian: “…(silence)”

Mu Qian: "[Young man, don't you think what you said is inconsistent?]"

Mu Qian had already seen that the young man in front of him was a brother slave, and the deal he wanted to make might be a bit difficult.

Mu Qian: "You have to think it through."

Mu Qian: "There's no toilet paper here"

Mu Qian: "Are you sure your brother won't be angry if he doesn't have these?" Yun Huan: "My brother doesn't need them."

Yun Huan: Brother: "(Tsundere)"

Yun Huan: Brother: "My brother just likes to wipe his hands with wet wipes."

Yun Huan: Brother: “It doesn’t matter whether it exists or not”

His brother is a cultivator and has little to eat and drink, so it doesn't matter whether he has paper or not.

Wanting toilet paper was just his obsession during the last ten years of the apocalypse.

Although, the amount he has stored now is not enough to be used up in his lifetime.

Mu Qian rubbed his eyebrows. Even though he was very well-mannered, he wanted to curse at this moment.