Apocalypse: System of lotteries



"Your frogs continued their journey, arriving at an abandoned temple, where they found a group of zombies standing. Da Vinci's eyes lit up, 'So many zombies, there must be one suitable for Ming.'"

"Foodie expressed doubt, 'We've found so many for Ming, but haven't seen him make a move on a single one. The only one used is Wendy. Look at how pitiful Wendy is, guarding the empty room and killing fish all day. When there's no fish, she's scraping scales off the air with a knife.'"

"Da Vinci looked at the foodie and suddenly understood. Perhaps what Ming needs is not the most beautiful, but the most capable. It turned to look at a robust female zombie and decided to give it a try."

"Da Vinci used the ability to collect the zombie, and it was successful."

"Those two are back to serious business."

At that moment, Alice stepped out onto the side of the street, leaped lightly, and landed on the car roof. She sat on the other side of Ming and hastily said, "This place is Athens. Based on the word 'war' and the rules of this disaster zone, which encourage people to fight over supplies, all these clues lead me to think that the god of this place might be Ares, the god of war. According to legend, he most enjoys instigating such situations."

"The god of war, Ares?"

Ming pondered for a moment. This god enjoyed wars and stirring up conflicts, brutal and bloodthirsty.

Alice added, "Actually, most people understand that it's not wise to fight each other here. But if the temptation is big enough, how many people can resist? Moreover, the people who came here are mixed. I saw many people looking for the 'god' here, wanting to become his follower. Those people don't need any temptations to cause chaos."

At this point, Alice looked at the person beside her, "Also, I have a bad feeling. I'm worried that the more fights there are, and the more people die, it may enhance some ability of Ares. For the sake of the rules, we must be vigilant!"

"Hmm."

Ming fell into thought after hearing this.

"Your foodie squatted in front of a zombie. High heels, black stockings, graceful figure, pretty face. It looked at Da Vinci, 'This one is definitely useful. I would stake my little fried fish on it, just one.'"

"Your Da Vinci went up to the zombie and activated the ability to collect. It looked at the foodie, 'This doesn't need you to say. I knew she was useful as soon as I saw her.'"

"Merlin hopped into the interior of the temple, finding a female zombie dressed in bloody clothes and a golden helmet, gnawing on a groaning person."

"Merlin hopped forward, using the ability to collect the zombie. The control was successful. It looked at the dying person, hopped forward, and gently brushed his forehead, releasing a slight hallucinogenic toxin. It wanted the person to die peacefully, forgetting fear and pain."

Ming was thinking, even if the 'god' here is not Ares, the more people die, the weaker the survivors will be. So...

Alice said, "There's a method now that can prevent or mitigate conflicts, and that's you."

"Me?"

Was she thinking along the same lines as him?

Alice continued, "Yes, only you. But you might be reviled, misunderstood by everyone. However, to exit this place successfully, the only solution I can think of now is for you to gather all the supplies. Because only your strength can convert this perceived unfairness into actual unfairness."

"But that doesn't seem right~ I am a generous person~"

"This is the simplest, most direct, and most effective way. I know it's difficult. I've already contacted my people, and they will all support you."

"Alright~ It doesn't matter whether others understand or not~ As long as you understand my difficulties, I will be at ease~"

"Thank you~"

"You're welcome~"

"Actually, the simplest method is to find Ares and kill him, then everything will end."

"..."

Ming felt that he could take his time to find Ares.

A moment later, hundreds of people gathered on the outer streets of the supply point at the crossroads. None of them rashly approached, but were considering how to draw away the zombies and take the supplies at the smallest cost. Then, they saw a man in a white coat, carrying a shotgun, walk out and face the horde of zombies.

He fired!

Bang, bang, bang!!!

"..."

The crowd froze, stunned. Was this man out of his mind? However, in the next moment, they witnessed him cursing and leading the zombies away, vanishing around the corner.

The crowd glanced at each other, dumbfounded. This man had just... lured the zombies away, leaving the supplies for them to freely claim. Was he... was he some kind of saint?

Then, a golden streak zipped past, and suddenly, a petite figure was standing atop the supply crates. So fast!!

Beep, beep~

Before the crowd could process what was happening, a military truck crashed into the area and halted near the supply point. A man leaped from the vehicle and began loading the supplies onto the truck.

"..."

"They are a group!"

"We can't let them take everything! Let's go!"

"Everyone be careful, there are two king-level puppets in that truck's cargo bed."

"Let's try asking them to share first, and if they refuse, we'll kill them"

"..."

A group of people menacingly surrounded the crossroads from all sides. Just as they were preparing to launch an attack, a massive figure landed, spreading its huge wings. Six arms held six long knives, their blades flashing a dazzling cold glint under the sun. The head, growing a pair of bull horns, was lifted, scanning the crowd with a pair of golden eyes.

"..."

The crowd stood dumbfounded. Epic level!

Is this a god? Or a demon?

Then, the petite figure jumped down from the crates, looked at the crowd with her glowing golden eyes, and asked, "Are any of you looking for work?"

"..."

The crowd's legs went weak. A 'person' glowing all over with golden light, golden eyes, and speaking.

It... it's a god!

Then, that figure asked again, "Answer me, are you here looking for work?"

"Yes~~"

Half of the crowd had already fallen to their knees, "O revered god, please forgive our sins. We are willing to follow you and become your faithful servants!"

"Oh my!"

Digennaro was bewildered by this scene. She had thought it was going to be a fight, but it turned out to be an act of worship. She looked back at her sister Alice, who sighed, "Just accept them, they think you are a god."

At that time, atop a hill in the city center, in front of an ancient temple, a giant in full armor stood on a chariot pulled by four zombie white horses, glaring at the distance! Then, he saw a black and white spotted hunting dog running towards him, drew his whip, jumped off the chariot, and charged towards it!

"Your frogs exited the temple and saw another temple on a nearby hill. They thought there should also be zombies there, and they could go and choose again."

"Your frogs hopped forward and heard Henry screaming. The frogs looked at each other and quickly arrived at the temple square on the hilltop. They saw Henry being whipped by a giant in golden armor with golden eyes. Henry was rolling on the ground, howling."

"Your frogs truly feel compassion for Henry."