Zheng Lan and others were currently clearing out the zombies in more than ten apartment buildings surrounding Apartment No. 7.
In two days, they had killed nearly a thousand zombies, and as they became more skilled, their killing speed increased.
The goal is to collect enough crystals to quickly increase one's strength while still having a surplus.
The power of the many survivors from East China University of Political Science and Law seems to be developing in a positive direction.
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Mustang Club.
Shortly after Huang Zhao left in his heavy truck, the two groups of people who had been blocking the road on the other two bridges also returned to the club.
After learning the whole story, everyone looked at Brother Jie.
A young man with dyed red hair, an esper who had awakened his flesh-based superpower, looked at Brother Jie and asked:
"Brother Jie, are we really going to that shelter?"
It's the apocalypse now. Even if he was a billionaire before, money is just worthless paper now!
It's too hard even to use for wiping your butt.
This topic immediately resonated with some of the younger brothers who couldn't accept the decision, and they all expressed their opinions.
Before the apocalypse, the members of the Mustang Club were mostly second-generation rich kids from families with some assets.
They had no chance of getting to know Chen Run's level and were somewhat envious of Chen Run, who was once a billionaire.
There was even a secret joy at the coming of the apocalypse, as if everyone was back on the same level, and no one was more noble than anyone else.
Little did they know that while they thought they were on the same level, some people were already watching him from the atmosphere.
There is never absolute fairness, neither before nor after the end times.
At this moment, Brother Jie's joy at having latched onto Chen Run's coattails cooled down.
He reconsidered whether following Chen Run to the shelter was the right decision.
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