Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

"It's just the instruction manual. Besides, even if you don't give it to me, I can figure it out on my own with some time!"

Wang Siming frowned and said, "I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to do that! This shelter is not as easy to control as you think."

An unhappy expression appeared on Zhang Yi's face.

"Prince Wang, I'm speaking to you with all my heart. If you're willing to cooperate, we can get along well."

"But," he took a deep breath, his eyes turning cold, "don't push me too far!"

Wang Siming felt a chill in his heart.

He is very afraid of death!

From the perspective of courage, he is not even as good as those ordinary people in Yuelu Community who have experienced the hell of life and death.

He is very rich, and as long as he waits until the snowstorm is over, he can still live a happy life.

So he cherishes his life very much.

"Don't worry, let me ask you this: if I agree to give you the instruction manual for this shelter, can you promise not to kill us?"

Zhang Yi's eyes were firm and he nodded slowly.

"I've already said that I, Zhang Yi, am not someone who kills innocent people. And after the snowstorm is over, I hope to be your friend, Prince Wang."

Wang Siming believed what Zhang Yi said.

Because he had no other choice at this time, Zhang Yi could kill him at any time.

Following Wang Siming's instructions, Zhang Yi found the instructions for using the shelter in his computer.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Yi was also amazed at the complexity and rigor of this shelter.

If Zhang Yi had not received the instruction manual, he would have directly triggered the self-destruct function built into the console by operating it recklessly.

At that time, the entire shelter will be completely closed and turned into a huge steel tomb.

Wang Siming said to Zhang Yi, "Can you untie me now?"

Zhang Yi didn't even raise his head: "Don't worry! I have to try to see if the instructions you gave me are fake."

Zhang Yi took the computer to the control room and tried to operate it.

After confirming that all functions were functioning properly, he nodded in satisfaction.

"From now on, the owner of this shelter officially becomes me, Zhang Yi!"

Zhang Yi's mouth corners almost curled up to the back of his ears due to his smile.

I didn’t expect to get a top-level shelter so easily. I’m so lucky!

He put down his laptop and returned to the living room on the first floor.

Wang Siming looked at him and said, "How is it? Is it verified to be OK? Quickly untie me! I feel my body is numb!"

"Okay, wait a moment."

Zhang Yi took a blanket from the sofa and spread it on the floor.

He came up to Wang Siming and suddenly pulled out a golden claw knife from his waist.

Then he hugged Wang Siming's head and stabbed the knife into his neck with a "puff".

Blood flowed down like a spring. Wang Siming looked at Zhang Yi in astonishment, as if he couldn't understand why Zhang Yi still wanted to kill him even though he did what he said.

But he couldn't speak, and blood foam was gurgling out of his throat.

Zhang Yi held his head and put him on the blanket, saying gently, "Relax, relax, take a deep breath! Right."

"You'll feel a little dizzy at first, but that's normal. It won't be painful anytime soon!"

Not long after, Wang Siming really no longer felt any pain.

But he died with his eyes open, as if he was very unwilling.

Zhang Yi wrapped him up in a blanket so that there wouldn't be a lot of blood on the ground and it would be easier to clean up.

He explained softly, "I'm sorry, I'm too lazy to explain it to you in detail. It's just that you have no value to me now. I can't possibly keep a loser, right?"