Doomsday: with unlimited warehouse system



Although Dirk, as a member of the Rat Clan, didn't possess any awakened abilities, he still acted arrogantly in front of David and his group. He didn't even consider David and the others as a threat. The reason he was so confident was that he came prepared. Since they frequently went out to loot supplies, they sometimes encountered battles. As a result, their leader had given them some life-saving equipment, including a small revolver holstered at Dirk's waist.

Dirk knew that the revolver would be useless against zombies. However, if they encountered humans, even if they were advanced ability users, they would obediently in front of him. So, at this moment, he slowly retrieved the revolver from his waist and played with it in his hand.

Dirk spun the revolver, producing a crisp sound as he chambered a round. Then, he glanced at David and pointed to the revolver in his hand, implying that he was armed and unafraid.

Seeing Dirk draw the revolver, Brad also realized the situation. He straightened his posture and looked at them with a proud expression. "You scared me earlier, but my big brother has a revolver. Do you? I advise you to be sensible and hand over all your valuable possessions. Otherwise, when I, Dirk, get angry, I'll blow your heads off one by one, just for fun."

Sally, feeling Brad's lecherous gaze upon her, wrinkled her brow in disgust. She then looked at Brad with cold eyes.

Seeing Dirk's worn-out revolver, David couldn't help but sneer. "I never realized it, but it turns out that every Rat Clan member now carries a weapon."

Upon hearing David's words, Dirk became even prouder. He raised his hand and waved the revolver, once again saying, "Kid, don't underestimate us Rat Clan members just because we have a humble status. We don't lack any weapons. Take this revolver, for example. Do you have one? Be a good boy and hand over your valuable items. Maybe, if I'm feeling generous, I'll let you touch it."

Everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter. Ignorance might not be terrifying, but stupidity certainly was. They never expected a Rat Clan member to flaunt a worn-out revolver in front of David.

They all looked at Dirk with sympathy, their faces showing a pitying expression.

"Tsk tsk, indeed a member of the Rat Clan, short-sighted and ignorant!" Arnold shook his head mockingly.

Upon hearing this, Dirk instantly became unwilling. Short-sighted and ignorant? He was a trusted subordinate of the leader, how could he tolerate such an insult? He immediately glared at Arnold, filled with anger, and said menacingly, "Kid! Watch your mouth and show some respect. If you provoke me, believe me, I'll blow your head off first!"

As a Level 2 ability user, Arnold wasn't impressed by Dirk's words. His expression of disdain became even more pronounced.

"Hey! Are you deaf or something? Didn't you hear what my big brother said? Show me that stinky face again, and I'll beat the crap out of you right now!" Saying that, Brad swiftly charged towards Arnold, swinging his fist to strike his face.

This time, not only Arnold, but everyone burst into laughter. It was pure foolishness for an ordinary person to boast about their fists in front of an awakened werewolf. It was like asking for trouble. Immediately, everyone eagerly watched the scene unfold.

Arnold also laughed disdainfully. Just as Brad's fist was about to touch his face, he suddenly flashed and disappeared from the spot. Brad's punch immediately hit empty air.

"Are you scared, kid? If you have the guts, don't hide. Let me teach you a lesson!" Brad thought that his fierce punch had scared Arnold, so he stood in place, looking smug.

At that moment, Arnold appeared behind Brad, reached out and patted his shoulder, and smiled, saying, "See this punch? Are you scared?"

With that, Arnold clenched his right fist and swung it fiercely towards Brad's abdomen. A muffled sound followed, and Brad, who hadn't reacted in time, felt as if his abdomen had been struck by a locomotive. His internal organs seemed to shatter, causing intense pain. He immediately curled up on the ground in agony, rolling around. His previous arrogance vanished in an instant.

"Ouch! It hurts! It hurts! He's killing me! He's killing me!" Hearing Brad's cries of pain, Dirk's face instantly revealed a hint of killing intent.

"Do you think you can get away with this? How dare you lay a hand on my little brother? I'm going to kill you right now!" Dirk exclaimed, raising his revolver and aiming it at Arnold. Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger.

"Bang!" The sound of a bullet being fired instantly rang out. Arnold, seeing the situation, sneered once again and disappeared from the spot. His physical body couldn't withstand bullets, but as an awakened werewolf, his speed was unparalleled.

Seeing that the shot fired missed the target, Dirk grew even angrier. He had traveled far and wide, bullying countless survivors, and every time, his revolver had managed to scare them off. Even when facing some ability users, as long as he showed his revolver, they would obediently speak a few kind words. After all, in this world, firearms still held a dominant position.

"You fucking don't take me seriously?" Dirk held his gun and continuously searched for Arnold's figure.

Watching this scene, David let out a faint smile. He knew Arnold was teasing Dirk, otherwise, with his strength, he could have slapped him to the ground long ago. Considering the security of the base, David didn't intend to engage with these two individuals for a long time. It could attract the attention of other zombies or untrustworthy individuals, and he wasn't fond of dealing with trouble.

So he shouted to Dirk, who was becoming increasingly furious, "Hey, you want to compare weapons with me, right? Have you seen this?" As he spoke, David secretly retrieved a heavy machine gun and an AK from the warehouse system.

Now, Dirk stood there in a state of confusion. He looked at the heavy machine gun and AK in David's hands, then glanced at his own revolver. He was dumbfounded. I only have a revolver, and you just pulled out a heavy machine gun and an AK. You're not playing fair!