Doomsday Arrival: Young Miss Starts with a Sea of Skeletons

(Apocalypse + Rebirth + Natural Disasters + Necromancer + Space + Hoarding + Farming + No CP + Solo Female Lead + Ruthless + Zombies + Aliens + Game + Sea of Skeletons)

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Chapter 172 Why is it dark?

After all, he knew from Zhang Mo how wealthy the young lady of the Ouyang family was.

Supplies in thousands or even tens of thousands of caravans.

The key point is that she, the young lady of the Ouyang family, only needs to support a few people.

This is an extremely unfair practice no matter how you look at it.

So the eight thugs wanted to help Ouyang Qianjin 'share' the extra supplies.

Compared to any kind of transaction, direct robbery is definitely the quickest and most effective method!

After all, his supplies were almost gone, and he would be grateful if he could get some rice and wheat from Ouyang Qianjin's place.

Then I can continue to be my local tyrant here!

Moreover, he also possesses the skill to kill monsters of a higher level.

If we don't give it our all now, when will we?

Remember, opportunity favors the prepared mind.

Ever since I obtained the hidden profession, I've been preparing to seize the opportunity, and this is exactly what I've been waiting for!

If I kill Ouyang Qianjin here, then everything she has will be mine!

It even includes that damn Black Cat Paradise!

You see, he learned from that boy earlier that there was a huge amount of supplies hidden inside Black Cat Paradise!

Mine! They're all mine!

Upon realizing that it might be Ouyang Qianjin who had come, the Eight Fingers Base Chief couldn't help but let his imagination run wild.

He was so excited that his whole body began to tremble violently.

Outsiders might have thought he was suffering from some kind of illness.

I just don't dare to ask.

"Wait! What's that?!"

"Eyes! How can there be so many eyes!"

"It's definitely a skill! This dark cloud and those eyes must be skills!"

Eight Fingers was still daydreaming about something.

Suddenly, countless eyes appeared in the pitch-black sky, which was as dark as spilled ink.

That almost scared him to death!