Doomsday: with unlimited warehouse system



Monica nodded and said again, "The red light suddenly appeared again, indicating that there are higher-level zombies in this world. If we don't strengthen our defenses, it will be difficult for us to protect ourselves." She then proceeded to explain the encounter with the intelligent zombie they had today.

"Intelligent zombie?" Danny frowned instantly upon hearing Monica's words and asked.

"Yes, the intelligent zombie's power has surpassed that of ordinary high-level zombies, and it is even more terrifying than some special-tier zombies. Its skin is as tough as iron, reaching a terrifying level of defensive ability, and it can adjust its tactics based on the attacker's attack patterns. If David hadn't intervened today, I probably wouldn't have made it back," Monica recounted, recalling the life-and-death moment from earlier, still feeling a chill.

At that time, if David hadn't suddenly appeared, she might not have made it out alive. After listening to Monica, Abraham also furrowed his brows, deep in thought. He naturally understood the significance of the red light appearing for the second time, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon.

With that in mind, Abraham thought that it was indeed necessary to consider the matter of purchasing firearms as Monica mentioned. Moreover, their current stockpile of supplies was running low, and if they didn't replenish them in time, they probably wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer. If a wave of intelligent zombies were to come, relying solely on their own abilities wouldn't last long at all. "You're right, we do need to replenish our firearms. However, in this chaotic world, who would be willing to sell us precious firearms and supplies that are equivalent to life?"

Apart from their awakened abilities, the only reliance for survivors now was firearms and other weapon supplies. Moreover, awakened individuals with abilities were only a minority, and most survivors were still in an unawakened state. This meant that if they wanted to survive, they had to rely on firearms. Abraham couldn't understand who would be willing to sell them these precious items.

"David, David can sell us the firearms he has," Monica said without hesitation.

"David?" Abraham couldn't help but feel puzzled. "I've already talked to him about it, as for the price..."

"Ten thousand primary crystals," Monica said, observing Abraham's expression all along, afraid that it would startle him.

Upon hearing this price again, Danny chuckled helplessly. "You call that a negotiation? I guess David just gave you a fixed price."

Monica glared at him angrily and said, "What's wrong? Not satisfied with the price?"

"Otherwise, why don't you go and negotiate with David for a lower price? I'd like to see how much you can bring it down," Monica said angrily. Monica knew that purchasing a box of firearms with ten thousand primary crystals was somewhat unimaginable, but there was no other choice. If she had the opportunity to haggle with David, she would at least try to bring it down by two hundred crystals.

After being reprimanded by Monica, Danny could only awkwardly close his mouth. The two of them looked at Abraham, waiting for his response. After thinking for a while, Abraham finally nodded. "In this world, primary crystals are not important; life is the most important thing. What use are these external possessions if we don't even have our lives?" Abraham, who had lived for half a lifetime, naturally understood the balance between crystals and life.

"Tomorrow, hurry up and bring ten thousand primary crystals to buy that box of weapons from David. Otherwise, we might really run out of time!" Abraham murmured softly, seemingly thinking of something, as he turned to look at the pitch-black night outside.

With Abraham's agreement, Monica nodded and decided to go find David with ten thousand primary crystals the next morning. This way, she could also see the little kitten. Just thinking about Cola melted Monica's girlish heart.

Early the next morning, David woke up. Seeing Little Black and Cola still curled up sleeping next to his feet, he smiled. To avoid disturbing the dreams of these two little fellows, David quietly got out of bed.

After a simple wash-up, seeing that the others had not yet woken up, he went alone to the underground parking lot outside the base. Today, he had to prepare the defense system for the new base. After circling around the base, David noticed that not only were all three sides surrounded by thick load-bearing walls, but even the roof was covered with a layer of heavy steel plates. It was probably done to enhance the support when the underground parking lot was built.

This made it easier for David. According to the current situation, he only needed to set up defenses in front of the base, at the entrance.

Without further ado, David directly took out ten specially reinforced steel plates from the warehouse system and, using his abilities, expanded the steel plates around the entrance. And at a distance of ten meters from the base, he used twenty steel plates for a second layer of defense reinforcement. This way, the steel plates acted as load-bearing walls, completely enclosing the base.

Not even zombies, let alone powerful weapons, could easily destroy this steel plate defense system. After all, these steel plates were made from a special fusion of materials. In the previous era, they were generally used as decks for spacecraft, not only possessing great strength but also capable of withstanding temperatures of over a thousand degrees.

After working for an hour, David finally finished setting up everything. From a distance, these steel plates surrounded the base like a tent. And to enhance the base's concealment, David painted the steel plates the same color as the walls. In the dim lighting of the underground parking lot, these steel plates were practically indistinguishable if one didn't look carefully. They had seamlessly blended with the surrounding environment.

Looking at his masterpiece, David finally felt relieved. The experience with the intelligent zombie yesterday made him cautious. If their base were to be attacked by those creatures, the few of them would probably be unable to resist no matter what.

Although everyone in their group had activated their abilities, apart from himself, the other three were at most second-level. The strength of an intelligent zombie far exceeded that of a second-level esper, which is why David hoped Little Black would quickly evolve into a transcendent-level Hellhound.

With Little Black and Cola, their team would have sufficient combat power. By then, they would have the confidence to fight against not only intelligent zombies but also stronger zombies.

"Just so diligent early in the morning? We have free access to weapons now, and yet you've made the base so sturdy. You really think ahead!" As he was thinking, a voice suddenly echoed in the parking lot. David quickly turned his head to see a charming figure slowly approaching him.