Apocalypse: I rescued the big boss with millions of supplies

Fu Muyu watched as Long Yangyang swarmed the supermarket like locusts, then pointed to the rice and vacuum-packed food she had left behind: "Don't you want these?"

Long Yangyang shook her head: "Space ability users can freeze time in their space. You don't have to worry about meat, eggs, fruits, and vegetables spoiling if you put them in there."

These vacuum-packed foods have a long shelf life, so let's leave them here.

The apocalypse has just begun. People who have surplus food at home and can temporarily hide at home are unaware of the cruelty of the apocalypse and may still be waiting for government rescue.

By the time they realize the seriousness of the situation, these supplies will at least be able to help some people.

Long Yangyang has already purchased a lot of supplies in several nearby countries. These supplies with long shelf lives should be reserved for survivors who are willing to take risks.

"I'm going somewhere, want to come along?" After leaving the mall, Long Yangyang looked at the man beside her and said.

Fu Muyu is skilled and strong. In the early stages of the apocalypse when zombies were still mostly at a rudimentary level, he was a level 3 ability user that I really wanted to recruit.

However, Long Yangyang knew nothing about Fu Muyu.

Seeing Fu Muyu nod, Long Yangyang became curious about his identity.

"What did you do before the apocalypse? My name is Long Yangyang, and I just graduated from university."

How could someone run into the deep mountains and forests alone, hiding a fragment of a star source?

"Fu Muyu, soldier, come out on a mission." When Fu Muyu woke up, he found himself naked from the waist up, and knew that the meteorite crystal was gone.

After learning about the situation online, he suspected that the disappearance of the meteorite crystal might be related to Long Yangyang, but the sudden outbreak of the apocalypse caught him off guard.

However, Fu Muyu prefers Long Yangyang to have it back rather than let the enemy take it back.

Fu Muyu, why does that name sound so familiar?

"A mission? You're alone?"

Fu Muyu's face stiffened, clearly thinking of something bad: "No, something unexpected happened. I've been wanting to ask you, you saved me, did you see the shard I hid in my breast pocket?"

That's a meteorite crystal; it's very dangerous.

Danger? Long Yangyang curled the corners of her lips. She wasn't going to give back what she had already gotten her hands on. Besides, it had already turned into energy points; why would she give it back?

"Heh, is there a doomsday danger?"

Seeing that Fu Muyu was stumped by her question, Long Yangyang continued, "Little brother, do you know that before you woke up, there was a meteor shower? After the meteor shower ended, the world changed."

Your things vanished when the meteor shower fell.

Fu Muyu paused for a moment, then said, "After the meteor shower three months ago, researchers obtained some meteorite crystals."

They discovered some strange substances inside that could enhance a person's physical condition.

While sending people to search, they also studied the meteorite crystals.

Long Yangyang recalled Xiao Fei's words: the human body's physical capabilities are limited in their ability to withstand the transformation of star energy.

"I don't believe those researchers didn't discover any problems at all."

Fu Muyu remained noncommittal: "That's not something I could know. My mission is simply to retrieve the meteorite crystals stolen by the Sakura Kingdom."

Long Yangyang used a spatial blade to eliminate the few zombies that had come looking for her, asking, "Where are your family? Aren't you worried about them?"

Fu Muyu nodded: "As long as they don't turn into zombies, they'll be fine."

Every word he spoke affirmed the capabilities of his family members. "And you?"

"I contacted them a couple of days ago. They have prepared supplies. As long as you don't turn into a zombie, you'll be fine."

As for going back, Long Yangyang plans to temporarily team up with Fu Muyu to improve her superpowers. If she is found to be not the original owner of the body after returning, she will still have the ability to survive in the apocalypse.

Fu Muyu looked up at the blazing sunlight above: "Have you noticed that the weather is unusually hot?"

Even in Myanmar, the temperature is incredibly high right now.

The asphalt road underfoot showed signs of melting, and the surface temperature was at least fifty degrees Celsius.

"Zombies have appeared, isn't it normal for things to change?" Long Yangyang retorted.

"Aren't you afraid, young girl like you, all alone abroad?" Fu Muyu narrowed his peach blossom eyes. He knew that the girl in front of him had a secret, and that what she said just now might have been half true and half false.

Especially the other person's name, is it really the person I know?

He didn't pursue the matter himself; the world had changed so much that he was too lazy to investigate the facts.

“Since July, there have been continuous incidents of people being injured. Three days ago, I started having nightmares in which I was constantly being chased by zombies.”

Indeed, I had planned to fly back to Qingdu three days ago, but in case there really are zombies, I think I need weapons.

So I stayed.

Myanmar is different from China; its government is not strong, and many areas are still in a state of warlordism.

Armory is something that warlords with their own armed separatist regimes certainly don't lack.

Fu Muyu raised an eyebrow, not judging whether Long Yangyang's words were true or false: "Little girl, not very old, but quite bold."

Long Yangyang's lips curled up: "The bold get rich, the timid starve. Little brother, do you want to come along?"

"Let's go." Fu Muyu said succinctly. It must be said that Long Yangyang's words made some sense.

Compared to his superpowers, Fu Muyu was more familiar with guns.

Long Yangyang grabbed Fu Muyu's hand and contacted Xiao Fei in her mind: "Xiao Fei, the latest arsenal."

Fu Muyu blinked incredulously at the instantly changed scene: "Teleportation? Spatial abilities are so convenient."

Thinking of Long Yangyang's spatial blade and the huge space that filled almost half a supermarket, I was filled with envy.

I feel that God has truly blessed Long Yangyang.

Xiao Fei: No, it's not that Heaven is kind to Yangyang. Yangyang's true love is me.

As the two walked into the armory, an alarm sounded, followed by a loud siren on the wall above them.

Long Yangyang: "..."

Oh dear, I forgot the apocalypse has only just begun; the power system won't collapse for another seven days.

Fu Muyu grabbed the dazed Long Yangyang and nimbly dodged the red light, but two more gun barrels appeared in front of them and accurately swept down in their direction.

Fu Muyu, carrying Long Yangyang, rushed quickly through the heavy gate in front.

Boxes of guns and ammunition were pushed against the wall, many of which Long Yangyang did not recognize: rocket launchers, mortars, cannons, and even a dozen military Humvees and two tanks.

There are two military helicopters, but unfortunately Long Yangyang can't fly them.

With these weapons, the two of them could assemble a well-equipped army on their own.

"Be careful." Fu Muyu looked around warily, following the warning from Long Yangyang during the second test.

Long Yangyang touched her slightly burning ears and then noticed the unusual thing about the armory.

The armory, full of excellent weapons, was completely empty, without a single guard.

There were large patches of blood on the ground, bright red in color, which had already dried, indicating that a battle had taken place here not long ago.

It was still daytime, but there was nothing unusual in sight, not even a single zombie.

No, something's definitely fishy. The strangest thing is that no zombies are coming because they smelled the scent.

A vast arsenal, especially with the arrival of the apocalypse, becomes a highly contested area.

How could there not be a single guard?

"Be careful, there's something there." Fu Muyu pulled Long Yangyang behind him, holding a dagger in his hand, and looked around warily.

He had a stronger feeling than if he had been spotted by prey, but he found nothing. It was so strange. Could the enemy be invisible?