Apocalypse: Face-Slapping? No, No! I'm Stockpiling Supplies

Fang Xiyue, a fair-skinned and beautiful college student.

She unexpectedly bound with a sign-in system and learned that the apocalypse was imminent.

As long as she could 'smack the ...

Why is the quantity just right in Chapter 317?

It took them almost an hour to destroy the mutated tree; it was truly difficult to defeat.

Of course, other teams also encountered mutated trees and gained some benefits in varying degrees.

It was 10:23 in the morning. They continued walking, not expecting much, but to their surprise, they found an apple tree.

This apple tree was actually planted here casually by Fang Xiyue when she came back yesterday; she took it from her space orchard.

Oh my god, there are apples! Everyone excitedly ran towards the apple tree.

The wood-type ability user checked first to confirm that it was non-toxic before everyone began picking.

"What's wrong?"

Su Zheyu was picking apples when he saw Ye Zimo staring at the apple tree without moving.

Ye Ziming shook her head slightly at his cheerful expression, "It's nothing, hurry up and pick them."

Actually, he felt that the appearance of this fruit tree was very abrupt, because he had passed by here before, but there was no apple tree there at that time.

So someone deliberately tripped up here, and that person only thought of his beloved Yueyue.

It seems that Yueyue didn't want them to suffer too much, so she planted fruit trees here.

Ye Ziming knew that Fang Xiyue's space was very large, so it was not surprising that there were fruit trees.

They picked all the apples, a total of 236, which was exactly two for each person.

"Yueyue, why do you think there's just the right number of apples?"

Ye Ziming then moved closer to Fang Xiyue and teased her.

Actually, there were 236 fruits. It really wasn't Fang Xiyue who did it; it was just a coincidence.

"I don't know, it's probably just a coincidence." Fang Xiyue moved closer to Su Zheyu and held a large apple in her hand.

Everyone resisted the urge to eat immediately, and instead decided to take it back now to share with everyone.

They found apples here, while everyone else found nothing, so they combined breakfast and lunch and ate fish again.

Everyone has gained experience in catching fish, and the water-type ability users can now directly control the fish to fall into the small baskets placed on the shore, so everyone no longer needs to pick them up.

After having a whole fish feast at noon, Fang Xiyue was pushed by her husbands to rest.

Everyone knew she hadn't slept well last night, so she was being very careful not to make any noise.

Others went to take a nap, while the rest who didn't want to sleep stayed outside discussing how to control and coordinate their superpowers.

"Next time we encounter a mutated tree, let's just burn it with both wind and fire magic."

"That won't do. What if we set the trees on fire? I think we shouldn't use fire-based abilities."

"No, why not? We can have the wind element help watch over the fire."

If the fire runs off somewhere else, let the wind element help blow it back.

"Wouldn't that require a wind-type ability user to keep an eye on things the whole time? It would be better to use other abilities, since a wind-type ability user could fight alongside us."

Everyone discussed it back and forth. Theoretical discussions are useless; they all had the opportunity to put it into practice afterward.

With nothing much to do in the afternoon, Fang Xiyue had the ability users fight each other, except for the healing ability users, the other ability users of the same type fought each other.

Because individual events in international competitions are sparring matches, they must practice sparring with each other.

The condition is that no one can be killed, because as long as a person doesn't die, they can be saved using healing abilities.

There are 10 contestants for each superpower, so each superpower is divided into 5 groups.

The opponents were chosen by drawing lots, and Su Zheyu and Gong Yunting were paired together.

They disliked each other from the start, so the fight was extremely fierce.

The wind blades lashed out at each other like they were free, tearing their clothes to shreds until they could barely cover their skin.

They also had bloodstains on their bodies and faces, and were basically the group that suffered the worst damage in the battle.

Others, fearing being affected, kept their distance.

The battle was limited to half an hour, and by the time half an hour was up, both of them were basically covered in wounds.

As soon as the two finished fighting, the healing-type ability users rushed over to help them heal.

"Zheyu, why are you working so hard?"

Although the competition requires that no one be killed, the pain and injury on one's body are real.

Fang Xiyue knew that Su Zheyu was afraid of pain, but he had fought so fiercely just now, as if he couldn't feel any pain at all.

This is a friendly match. In a real superpower competition, there is no time limit. Victory is achieved by defeating the opponent. Therefore, such a competition is a true test for the contestants.

If they encounter an evenly matched opponent, it's not impossible for the two to fight for a full three hours until their powers are exhausted.

Of course, if the two of them really reach that point, they'll have to have an overtime fight; one of them has to fall.

This rule is actually quite strict, but there's no other way; it's the best rule we can think of right now.

Of course, the vast majority of people don't make it to overtime.

"I just don't want to lose." Su Zheyu spat out a mouthful of blood, as did Gong Yunting on the other side.

Both of them have a competitive personality, and being number one seems to be an obsession for them.

Because the two fought so badly, even the healing abilities of one healer weren't enough; it took the combined power of the two to finally heal them.

However, after their battle, everyone realized how terrifying the competition was.

They hadn't fought each other in the previous superpower competitions, so they never imagined it would be this brutal.

"I'm really afraid of pain, so I hope my opponent will be a little weaker."

Yu Fei felt a little like crying when she thought about how she had been beaten to a bloody pulp, as if she could already feel that pain right now.

Few people present dared to say they weren't afraid of pain, but since they had chosen to fight for their country, they weren't afraid.

The others continued to fight, each trying to find the other's weaknesses in order to help the other reach a higher level.

They had another fish feast that evening. Feeling that the lake was about to run out of fish if they kept catching them, Fang Xiyue took advantage of everyone's inattention and released a lot of fish into the lake from her spatial storage.

The next day, Fang Xiyue arranged a group chase race, and everyone except Fang Xiyue participated.

The eight city lords could choose whichever group they wanted to join, resulting in a total of ten groups.

The city lords are all highly experienced commanders, and with their guidance, I believe everyone will learn a great deal.

The group stage competition involves participants starting from different locations, with the last group remaining winning. The competition lasts for two days.

The eight city lords taught their team members without reservation how to design tactics and how to attack unexpectedly.

Everyone listened with rapt attention, proving that professionals are indeed professionals. If we had notebooks, everyone would have been taking notes.

After two days of competition, the team led by Lord Song emerged victorious, while Fang Xiyue's team was ambushed by Lord Song's team. (Sob)