Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

He didn't tell anyone, including Uncle You, about his plans for today.

Because this operation is very important, if we miss it, it will increase the difficulty and risk of the operation later.

So Zhang Yi can't trust anyone.

After leaving the community, he went straight to the supermarket.

A large amount of food was found from various shelves, most of which were bulk steamed buns, dumplings, and bagged bread tied with tape.

Today, Zhang Yi specially found food of better quality than in the previous few days and gave more in quantity.

"I think I'm being kind to them by giving them a good last meal!"

Zhang Yi said so.

After piling up a lot of things, Zhang Yi took out the rat poison he had obtained earlier from the alien space.

A colorless and odorless powder, just a little bit can be fatal.

It just so happened that these foods were a little spoiled and the color was abnormal, so it couldn't be seen at all after sprinkling the powder on them.

Zhang Yi took out the gas mask he found in the military camp from the space and put it on, then carefully sprinkled rat poison on the food.

It took him half an hour to complete this process by himself.

"Guys like Wang Qiang and Huang Tianfang might be hesitant about their food and would have people test it for poison. But they're so greedy, they definitely wouldn't share their cigarettes and liquor with anyone."

"Old smokers and drunkards lose their usual caution in the face of these things. I'll drug it!"

Zhang Yi took a few packs of cigarettes, thought for a while, and then opened the plastic wrapping.

When he gave the cigarettes to Wang Qiang and others before, the cigarettes were already unwrapped, of course, in preparation for today.

This will dispel their suspicion.

After all, it's good enough to be able to get cigarettes nowadays, so it's not surprising that there are some problems with the packaging.

Then, he carefully stuffed the rat poison into the tobacco of the cigarette little by little.

As for white wine, the preparation is a little more complicated.

Zhang Yi first dissolved the rat poison in alcohol, and then injected it through the bottle stopper with a syringe.

How should I put it, it was a bit rough, but when he got back it was almost night and it was dark.

Even drunkards would hardly notice such a small flaw.

After two hours of busy work, Zhang Yi began to pack the food into bags and put them on the sled behind the snowmobile.

The snow outside is not that heavy today, but the wind is still strong.

Zhang Yi leaned against the wall of the mall, and finally lit a cigarette for himself, taking small puffs.

If you inhale too deeply, your lungs will easily be frozen by the cold air.

"Maybe today is the end. I feel like this process has been surprisingly smooth."

Zhang Yi muttered to himself.

Everything the people in other apartment buildings have done so far is exactly in line with Zhang Yi's expectations.

But this kind of cooperation gave Zhang Yi an unreal feeling.

"I always feel like everything is going too smoothly, but other people aren't fools. How could they be fooled by me alone?"

Zhang Yi smiled self-deprecatingly and narrowed his eyes.

"This false harmony is only temporary. Those guys aren't stupid. They'll attack me sooner or later. The reason they choose to remain silent is, are they perhaps waiting for an opportunity?"

"There's a mole in 25, but I haven't found out who it is. Is he still alive or did he die a while ago?"

Zhang Yi asked himself these questions, but he didn't get any answers.

He is not Sherlock Holmes or Detective Conan, and does not have such powerful detective skills.

However, he has something better in his hands in this doomsday - he has a fortress and a gun!

Zhang Yi threw the cigarette he had taken two puffs of onto the ground and crushed it with his toes.

"No matter what plans you have, in the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are meaningless."