Doomsday: with unlimited warehouse system



"Strange, why are men always so secretive, disappearing without a word?" Monica wandered around the base in search of Abraham and Danny's figures, but she couldn't find them anywhere, which made her complain.

Ever since the second red light appeared, Abraham and Danny would inexplicably disappear for a while, leaving Monica puzzled.

Just then, Danny walked in through the door. "You called me?" he asked, pushing his glasses up while looking at Monica.

"Where have you been? Why didn't you tell me?" Monica asked, hands on her hips, with a hint of unhappiness on her fair cheeks.

Danny scratched his head and chuckled. "I just went out to clear my mind. Being cooped up in the base all day can drive you crazy. By the way, where's Abraham? Haven't seen him around," Danny asked, looking at the empty bamboo chair in the room.

"Sigh, who knows. It's already noon, and Abraham hasn't returned. I'm worried something might have happened," Monica expressed her concerns.

Danny pondered for a moment and shook his head. "Abraham is capable, he can handle ordinary low-level zombies without a problem. Besides, he must have had a reason for going out, maybe to clear his mind too." Saying that, Danny sat down on the sofa and instinctively reached for something with his right hand, but as if suddenly remembering something, he smirked and pulled his hand back.

"Don't worry, I went out to observe just now, and the streets are filled with low-level zombies, no high-level ones at all. So Abraham won't encounter any danger," Danny reassured Monica, finally putting her at ease.

As the apocalypse grew more and more mysterious, their survival team had to ensure the safety of every member. Otherwise, if they ended up as a small, powerless team, Monica would be in for a hard time.

After a pause, Monica said to Danny, "I envy David's team. They not only have an abundance of resources but also an apocalypse vehicle. Unlike us, our most powerful weapon is bought from others. If this continues, we might as well rename our team the 'Leg-Hugging Team.' Maybe we can join David's team and increase our chances of surviving the apocalypse."

With these words, a hint of envy appeared on Monica's face. When Danny heard this, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, but quickly relaxed. He continued to smile and said to Monica, "What's this? Our little princess misses David? Should I go talk to him and reserve a spot for you?"

"You're talking nonsense, absolutely not!" Monica retorted, and Danny's words immediately made her blush.

Ignoring it, Danny turned his head and looked out the window. Faintly, a faint shimmer flashed behind his lenses.

Meanwhile, inside the dilapidated building's laboratory, after Abraham opened the laboratory door, he immediately sensed an unfamiliar scent. It seemed like someone had been here. This immediately put him on high alert as he carefully examined every corner of the laboratory.

When Abraham realized there was no one else present, he approached the operating table. On it lay the same zombie corpse. As he looked at the body, he let out a silent sigh. According to his speculation, a large number of high-level zombies had entered this apocalypse after the second red light, making their team's situation increasingly dangerous.

Even though they had acquired firearms from David, they could only withstand the threat temporarily and couldn't defend themselves for a long time. If they wanted to truly protect themselves in the upcoming dangers, the best way was to improve their own level of strength.

Looking at the zombie corpse on the operating table, Abraham knew it was his only option. Today, no matter what, he had to extract the energy from the corpse. He placed his hands on the body and closed his eyes, carefully sensing the surging energy within.

"Hmm? What's going on!" Abraham suddenly opened his eyes, surprised, and then furrowed his brows. During the energy sensing process just now, he discovered that there was no trace of energy fluctuation inside the zombie's body. He thought maybe his psychic power wasn't accurate enough, so he quickly sensed again, but the result remained the same.

This made Abraham's expression immediately turn serious. In the previous attempts, he could clearly sense the surge of energy, but this time, there was no trace at all.

"Could it be... someone got here ahead of me?" Abraham recalled the unfamiliar scent in the laboratory earlier and couldn't help but be shocked. This was the zombie secret he had painstakingly uncovered, how could someone else know about it? What's more, the energy within the zombie's body, though abundant, was extremely difficult to extract. He had tried five or six times without success, but now it had been taken by a stranger. This truly surprised him.

Various figures flashed through Abraham's mind, but he quickly dismissed them. Finally, he thought of one person—David. Although he hadn't met David many times, he knew from Monica that he was exceptionally powerful, especially awakening spatial abilities that allowed him to traverse through space. In that case, it was very likely that David had crossed the obstacles and entered the laboratory.

"This young man is indeed formidable. He was able to extract the energy from the corpse so cleanly," Abraham exclaimed. He didn't hold any ill will towards David, but he believed that this energy should have been used by his own team.

In the apocalypse, the possession of resources determined the strength of a team. Every team would go to great lengths to acquire all the supplies, and energy naturally fell within their targets.

Looking at the now valueless corpse, Abraham felt a sense of regret. However, a thought occurred to him—he could use this opportunity to get to know David. Sometimes, communication between teams could be a means of acquiring resources, and there might be unexpected gains. So he quickly left the laboratory and hurried back to the base before it got dark.

Monica remained by the window, watching the sunset and waiting for Abraham to return. When she saw Abraham's figure entering through the door, she breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing Monica, who seemed slightly exhausted, Abraham smiled apologetically and explained that he had just gone out to get some fresh air. This made Monica wonder why men liked to go out for fresh air for no reason.

"What about Danny?" Abraham didn't see Danny's figure and asked.

"That guy just came back not long ago, I guess he's probably already asleep by now." Hearing that Danny had just returned, Abraham instinctively looked towards the door of his bedroom. Sensing the calm atmosphere inside, Abraham lay back on the bamboo chair and closed his eyes to rest.