Apocalypse: System of lotteries

Within the city of the 109th district, Ming began to cut and collect the mutant mantis, which was food for the little crab. As for the earthworms, he would only feed them when there was no other choice, as they were his source of wealth and experience.

Mainly because the taste of the mutant mantis's limbs suited the little crab's palate. After all, it was similar to a coconut, with a crispy exterior and tender white meat inside.

"Alan, bring your two eagles over and help me cut this up," Ming called to Alan, who trotted over, directing the two giant eagles to dissect the mutant mantis's body with their talons. He said, "Brother, these two giant eagles are pretty good, do you want to keep one?"

"Them?" Ming stood up straight, walked over, and patted the head of the giant eagle. "They seem quite plump. How's the meat? I just got some honey."

The two giant eagles, without their owner's command, shrank back and looked at their owner with helpless eyes.

"..."

Alan was speechless. My dear brother, why are you always thinking about eating?

Seeing the giant eagles retreat, Ming became curious. "Can they understand?"

Alan said, "They are mutated creatures, so theoretically, they have some intelligence."

"what do they eat normally?"

"Yes, they eat the flesh of other mutated creatures."

"Oh, I see. Then you can go back to your business; I don't need your help here~"

Ming waved goodbye and pulled another mantis leg from the giant eagle's beak. The giant eagle looked at the man in front of it, then at its owner, its eyes filled with helplessness.

"..."

Alan had a black line on his face, thinking that he was a tool man

"Gutmann." Hawkins ran over, pointing to the neatly stacked refined gold plates behind him. "We've removed your refined gold plates, and we've replaced any damaged ones with brand new ones."

"Well, you don't have to do that. We're all doing this for the sake of our district, and I'm not a stingy person," Ming said, collecting the remaining mutant mantis fragments from the ground. He immediately went to the small mountain of refined gold plates, carefully counting them with his fingers. Finally, he turned around with a smile and said, "Seems like we're still missing a half plate ~"

"..." Hawkins, Alan, and the people around them, who had been smiling, all had messy black lines on their faces. Can you remember even the half plate so clearly?

Didn't you say you wanted to contribute to the district?

"No problem, consider it my gift to you. Let me count it again~" Ming began counting once more.

Hawkins immediately stepped forward and added four refined gold plates to the pile. "Brother, stop counting. I'll add another half for you."

"Alright~" Ming gestured, slowly collecting the refined gold plates in front of him, one by one.

"Here's another one~"

"You see, I had to take more in the end. It's a bit embarrassing. I'll try harder next time~" Ming accepted the extra refined gold plate and finally stored all of them in his warehouse.

Alan, who had been standing on the side, was dumbfounded by his brother's moves. My god, making money without stealing or robbing, all relying on his mouth. Indeed, he didn't acknowledge the wrong person as his brother.

He had learned something valuable today~

Subsequently, Alan turned to his two giant eagles and whispered something. The two eagles immediately turned around, each grabbing a Lord-level mutant mantis, and flew towards their home.

"..."

Ming looked at Alan and said, "My goodness, I taught you well, and now you're using it on your people, huh?"

Seems like their brotherly bond was at risk. Alan shrugged, "Bro, you know my ability to control puppets isn't great. Sometimes I really can't control it."

"Well, it's fine. We're good brothers who value loyalty, no problem~" Ming grinned.

A minute later, Alan was squatting on the ground with a small dagger Ming had given him, cutting up mantis legs while watching his brother use an electric saw to disassemble them. He couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He should have had the giant eagles take more back home.

At that moment, Mike limped over with a shy woman beside him. "Big brother, Alan, let me introduce you. This is Flandy."

"Hello, everyone~"

"..."

Alan, who was originally smiling, suddenly lost the color on his face and continued to cut the mantis's legs with his head down.

Ming glanced at the woman and felt she looked familiar. When he saw the delicate little scales on her neck, he remembered who she was. She was a good match for Mike.

[Your frog is lying in the pond. They want to tell you that if you don't come back soon, there will be two more toads at home... Those bees are holding a grudge... ]

[Your foodie is watching a squirrel on the shore. It wants to tell you that the squirrel has suffered pain it shouldn't have... because it insisted on borrowing honey from the bees, and when they refused, it attacked them... Now it's being ganged up on...]

[Your frog stares at the squirrel lying on the ground, its four legs facing the sky, praying that it's alright... They can't bear the thought of a honey-glazed squirrel suddenly appearing on the dinner table... Foodie later thought it might be worth a try...]

"..."

After receiving the frog's message, Ming was speechless. If it weren't for those two goofballs encouraging the squirrel, would it even have tried?

"Alright, you guys chat, I'm going home~" Ming quickly picked up the mantis pieces from the ground.

"Tonight there's a bonfire party in the district. Let's have a few drinks together."

"I haven't finished cutting up this mantis. Should I bring it to you later?"

"No need. Leave it for your puppets to eat." Ming said and turned to walk up the stairs to the high wall.

[Your frogs sank into the pond and stared up at the bees flying above the water. They saw the black and yellow striped insects attacking the lotus flowers... Fortunately, the lotus flowers were not very useful anyway...]

[Foodie blew a bubble towards the water's surface and turned to look at the little koi, telling it not to be afraid. If those bees dared to get into the water, they would make sure the bees never come back... The koi fish blew a bubble and said to fight them... Foodie held the bubble in its mouth and said it loved peace...]

"You're just afraid of getting stung, aren't you~" Ming laughed, preparing to leave the city. At that moment, he suddenly heard shouting.

He followed the sound and saw David and Hawkins holding a man down on the city wall. The man was cursing, "You bunch of idiots, what gives you the right to execute me? I'm human too! Who gave you the authority to decide my fate?!"

"Executing deserters during battle! That's the survival rule we established in District 109 the day before yesterday!"

Hawkins took out a scroll, unrolled it in front of the man, and pointed, "On this paper are the fingerprints of everyone in the district, including yours!"

"Why should I die? You have no right to decide my life or death!"

"Before the apocalypse, we had no right. But since we established the district rules, we must abide by them! If everyone took resources like you and then acted cowardly, our district would be doomed!"

"I don't accept it!"

"You have to take responsibility for the decisions you made!"

Hawkins turned to the crowd, "Since I was elected as the temporary law enforcer, I have to fulfill my duties and follow the rules we all established together to execute those who desert in battle! Does anyone object?"

"..." The crowd was silent at first, and no one spoke up in defense.

Ming continued walking towards the city gate. When he was about to reach the gate, he heard a wail... Then the wailing stopped.

He did not react; he just wanted to go home now.

"Wait~ the squirrel was stung by bees!!" Suddenly, Ming activated his maximum speed and disappeared into the ruins.