Doomsday: with unlimited warehouse system



"Damn David! How dare he deceive me? When you come back, you must compensate me with two Gene Fruits!" Inside the room, Monica frowned and leaned on the window, her expression full of resentment. She had agreed to go to David's place yesterday to buy Gene Fruits.

Excitedly,  Monica  rushed over with anticipation, carrying the crystals. However, she found David's base tightly shut and deserted. She waited for a while, but there was no sign of David returning, leaving her feeling disappointed.

"Sigh! If only I were in David's team. I could pet cats every day and have Gene Fruits for every meal. Just thinking about it makes me envious of his blissful life." Monica couldn't help but envy David's leisurely and comfortable lifestyle. At the same time, she thought about her own team.

Every day, Danny would leave early in the morning, followed by Abraham, as if they had planned it together and deliberately left her behind. This made her bored and lonely, stuck at the base all by herself.

"When Abraham returns, I must quickly ask him about the survival rules of the apocalypse. And that Danny guy, he must have done something bad behind my back!" Monica said angrily. She looked up at the sky outside; the sunset was slowly descending from the mountain peak, casting a desolate glow over the world full of ruins. Normally, by this time, Abraham would have already returned to the base, but now, she waited in vain, and he was nowhere to be seen.

"Monica!" Just then, the base door was pushed open, and Danny hurriedly walked in, his forehead covered in sweat.

"What happened?" Monica quickly walked over to him and asked.

"Abraham... Abraham was killed by zombies!" Danny said, his face filled with sorrow, and he put a tattered coat heavily on the table. The coat was in pieces, soaked in blood.

Monica immediately recognized it as Abraham's coat. In an instant, she felt like her brain had been struck hard.

"No... it can't be! Where did you find Abraham's coat? How do you know he was killed by zombies?" Monica shook her head, seeming reluctant to believe Danny's words.

Danny raised his head, grief-stricken, and said solemnly, "I passed by an alley and heard the sound of a fight inside. As soon as I went in, I saw two zombies tearing at Abraham. Just as I rushed to help, those two zombies noticed me. They were too strong; before I could do anything, they came at me and scratched my arm." Danny rolled up his sleeve, revealing five shocking wounds on his arm, each one oozing blood.

"At that moment, Abraham told me to run, and only then did I react and ran out of the alley. When I looked back... all that was left on the ground was Abraham's coat." Danny's words grew heavier as he seemed to feel responsible for Abraham's death and his own escape.

Monica still wore a disbelieving expression, but as she saw the blood-stained coat and Danny's remorseful and pained expression, she finally accepted the truth. She could never have imagined that the kind and gentle Abraham, who loved telling her stories and encouraged her to eat more vegetables, would suddenly die at the hands of zombies. The old man she cherished had ceased to exist in this world, and two tears slowly streamed down Monica's cheeks.

"Blame it all on me! If I hadn't left, Abraham might not have died! I'm going to avenge him now! I'll personally kill those two bastards!" Danny clenched his fists angrily, ready to rush out.

"Danny!" Monica immediately stopped him.

"Abraham wouldn't want you to throw your life away. Live well for him, as now our team is just the two of us, relying on each other." Monica wiped the tears from her face, her expression filled with sadness. Even if Danny went out and found those two high-level zombies, he would end up like Abraham. She had already lost someone dear to her, and she couldn't bear losing another.

Danny hesitated for a moment, then nodded reluctantly, hating that he couldn't do more. Monica carefully bandaged Danny's wounds and instructed him to rest in his room. After Danny entered his room and closed the door, he took off his glasses and stretched his body comfortably before lying down on the bed and falling into a deep sleep.

At this moment, over at David's place, three post-apocalyptic war vehicles swiftly roared through the streets. Scattered zombies on the streets were mercilessly crushed into a bloody mess by the massive engines.

"This is damn exciting! With these big cowrie, who needs to bother with zombies? Just drive through them like a spinning top!" Fatso sat in the back seat, looking at the zombies continuously being killed under the wheels of the war vehicle, his excitement evident. He even provocatively extended his middle finger to the distant zombies. "Come at me!" Due to his excitement, Fatso's face turned flushed, and his small eyes sparkled.

Glancing at Fatso through the rearview mirror, David shook his head helplessly. He couldn't believe this goofy guy was the same person as the Dawn Scavenger. Sally also couldn't help but laugh at Fatso's antics.

"David, my brother, remember what you promised earlier?" Now that Fatso knew David's name, he addressed him as "brother," subtly trying to strengthen their connection.

"What's the matter?" David asked deliberately.

"About giving me a war vehicle! You can't forget about it. If you do, I'll have to walk every day. As your brother, can you bear to see my long legs turn into short ones from all the walking?" Fatso placed both hands on his large thighs, caressing them while sighing.

Long legs? David almost spat out blood from that statement! This guy had started acting cute right in front of him just to get a post-apocalyptic war vehicle?

Shaking his head helplessly, David said to him, "As long as you perform well, you can choose from various war vehicles later. There are hundreds of vehicles in the underground parking lot, all David's assets. Don't talk about one vehicle; even if you want ten, I can provide them." By saying this, David wanted to see if Fatso had any hidden skills. He believed that Fatso being chosen as a Dawn Scavenger meant he must have kept most of his abilities hidden. So, he decided to use the war vehicle as bait.

Upon hearing David's words, Fatso understood the implied meaning and became even more excited. "Don't worry, David. I'll show you my skills later!" Saying this, Fatso couldn't wait and began to fidget with excitement.