Transmigrating into an apocalyptic novel, he gains a storage space.
He sells off all his property and starts a shopping spree.
Slaps the face of his stepmother and kicks out the scumbag...
Chapter 30 No, nothing is right
“Bang, bang, bang!”
Liu Jie held Li Shanyang, and Zhang Lu was responsible for knocking on the fat man's security door.
The fat man naturally knew that this was a special period, so he would not open the door easily.
But when he saw Liu Jie and Li Shanyang through the peephole, he couldn't resist his desire and opened the door a crack!
"What's up?"
Then he looked at Liu Jie with lewd eyes and spoke frivolously.
"Or do you love the feeling of being fucked by me? Do you come to me on purpose?"
When Liu Jie heard this, thinking of the previous humiliation, he wanted to rush up and beat him up.
But Liu Jie held back. The most important thing at the moment was to exchange for food and fill his stomach.
As for this guy, one day I will make him want to die.
"Hey, see how much you can exchange for this." Liu Jie said.
The fat man's eyes lit up when he saw Li Shanyang tied up.
"A box of instant noodles for three days."
"Two boxes of instant noodles. I'll return them to you when I'm done playing."
The fat man thought to himself, this family is really interesting.
It was agreed that a young woman would be sent, but the one sent was a young man, and now a middle-aged man was sent for no apparent reason.
However, the fat man couldn't help swallowing.
He was very satisfied with the gift this time.
He was a middle-aged man with fair skin, and if there were any marks left on his skin, it would be very noticeable.
As for food, the fat man has no shortage of it.
Two boxes of instant noodles in exchange for a satisfactory person, the fat man said it was a good deal.
When Zhang Lu heard about two boxes of instant noodles, her eyes lit up.
They have all been delivered. Playing for one day is playing, and playing for two days is also being played. Since it is all for fun, of course, more food options are chosen.
"Two boxes, it's up to you." Zhang Lu chose the latter without thinking.
When Li Shanyang heard this, he looked at Zhang Lu in disbelief.
He didn't expect that as a couple, Zhang Lu could be so cruel!
But in Zhang Lu's opinion, Li Shanyang is the cruel one.
She helped Li Shanyang pursue Meng Wan so that he could become a rich man, watched him get married, and has been a so-called mistress all these years.
But it was obvious that she and Li Shanyang were the first to know each other and fall in love.
Now Li Shanyang is so cruel that he beats her as soon as he says so, and his men are so cruel.
That's what he deserves.
Moreover, thinking of Liu Jie's persuasion just now, Zhang Lu was very moved.
What if Li Shanyang was tortured to death by this fat man? Then, as Li Shanyang's legally married wife, wouldn't the Meng family's assets be in her hands?
What kind of men will not be there by then?
Thinking of this, Zhang Lu became more determined to send Li Shanyang away.
The fat man closed the door and took out two boxes of instant noodles.
One hand pays the other hand receives the goods.
Both parties left satisfied.
After returning, the three of them looked at the two boxes of instant noodles with starry eyes.
Liu Jie is the only boy in the room now, so if there is any danger in the future he will have to rush to the front.
So this time Zhang Lu was no longer as harsh to Liu Jie as before, and instead suggested that the three of them share the instant noodles equally.
Of course Liu Jie knew Zhang Lu's little thoughts, but he didn't expose them, and the three of them got along peacefully.
With instant noodles, the three of them no longer had to get up early and go downstairs to get food. Sometimes, whoever woke up would go and get some to improve everyone's meals.
But most of the time, the three of them just stay at home, playing with their phones or sleeping.
That day, Meng Ci got up and turned on the surveillance as usual, and then the unbearable voices of Liu Jie and Li Xiaoya came out.
Meng Ci quickly turned off the surveillance camera.
Oh my god, these two people are so shameless.
In this apocalyptic world, people can’t even get enough to eat, but they actually have the energy to do such things.
And she remembered that Li Xiaoya was half a year younger than her. Didn’t Zhang Lu care?
Of course Zhang Lu didn't dare to intervene.
Liu Jie is the only man in the family, and we have to rely on him when we encounter danger.
How dare Zhang Lu manage it?
The eleventh day of the apocalypse.
Three days have passed since Li Shanyang was sent to the fat man.
Meng Ci would fly a drone to take a sneak peek every night.
Li Shanyang had been tortured to the point of lying on the bed like a dried corpse, with more and more wounds on his body and his breathing becoming weaker and weaker.
The fat guy sat in front of the computer desk and started playing games. When he had enough of the games, he opened the pornographic websites and when he had enough of them, he vented his feelings on Li Shanyang.
When he was hungry, he just fed himself and Li Shanyang didn't care at all.
Whenever he remembered, he would feed him a bite, just to keep him alive for his own amusement.
The fat man’s house is filled with all kinds of snacks and some fast foods. After eating every day, the packaging bags are thrown around the house at any time and anywhere.
There are three bedrooms and two living rooms. The floors of two of the bedrooms have been covered with garbage and soup, and it is impossible to tell what color the floor is.
If it were summer now, Meng Ci could foresee the scene of flies flying everywhere.
The twelfth day of the apocalypse.
The flood has reached the second floor, and the residents on the second floor have begun to move upstairs.
Some residents on the third floor, seeing that the heavy rain showed no sign of stopping, started moving upstairs in preparation for a rainy day.
This morning, as food was being distributed, drones were hovering overhead, delivering updates.
"Attention, residents. Attention, residents."
"Due to heavy rain, the road was blocked by collapsed houses and trees."
"After discussion, it was decided that food will be delivered every three days. Residents who have not received food yet, please come down and receive it in time."
"Residents who have not received food yet, please come down and receive it in time."
Something is very wrong.
Could it be that there really is someone who has traveled through a book like him, or has been reborn?
Whether according to the book or the real world, in this society where people are supreme, how can this decision be made easily?
Moreover, they were extremely stingy from the very beginning.
Nothing about this is right.
"What's wrong?"
Shen Que saw him standing at the door with the food he had brought. He couldn't even insert the key in his hand into the chain, and he looked like he was out of shape.
Meng Ci came back to his senses and shook his head, saying, "It's okay."
"If you're still worried about not having enough food, we can go out and look for it."
The food they received this time was enough for three days, but the amount was only slightly more than before, so Shen Que thought Meng Ci was worried that there would not be enough food.
“Okay.” Meng Ci had never been interested in zero-dollar shopping before, thinking that he had already stockpiled so much and there was no need to take the risk.
But now all these signs indicate that the end of the world may be even worse than he thought.
There is still a lot of space, so it would be a good idea to fill it up when there is a chance.
There will be a power outage tomorrow, and surveillance will be useless, so Meng Ci and Shen Que made an appointment to go out to find food at 10 o'clock tomorrow night.
As for why they went at night, of course it was because neither of them wanted to be seen bringing food back.
Meng Ci returned to his room and after dinner, he thought he had nothing to do, so he entered the space to practice his shooting skills.
After getting the gun, Meng Ci asked the man to teach him the basics of how to use it, but he didn't have time to practice his accuracy.
Set up the target. For a pistol, you don't need to be too far away.
But the recoil was too strong, so Meng Ci needed to practice more. So he took a box of bullets and began to adapt himself.
The bullet was only half fired when Meng Ci felt that his arm was no longer his own.
This time Meng Ci did not rush to leave the space. Instead, he returned to the house in the space, took a can of gas to the kitchen, and started assembling according to the instructions.
I don’t know if this thing will explode the space if it is installed incorrectly.