Doomsday catastrophe: Stock up on tens of billions of supplies at the beginning

"50 million."

Bai Zishu blurted out.

"You're robbing money!"

Mu Yun said angrily.

"I have the most advanced air filtration system and ecological circulation system, and I am the only one in Jiangzhou to sell the shelter, which is priceless."

"Fifty million, it's already cheap~" Bai Zishu looked like a profiteer and said with a smile.

Mu Yun rolled his eyes and complained, "It's just a vegetable field, you tell me about the ecological circulation system, when I am stupid?" "

30 million, the most."

Bai Zishu thought for a moment, when she spent 20 million yuan in pocket money to build this shelter, and then asked the government to approve the documents, and spent 10 million yuan to buy this land.

After all, it is a downtown area, and it is still near the school, and the price is indeed not low.

Thinking that his recent pocket money has been used to build another shelter, his pockets are a little deflated.

30 million is 30 million, although it is the cost price, but if you can't find anyone to shoot, it is also rotten in your own hands, it is better to sell it to earn some extra money.

"Okay, I agree."

Bai Zi clapped happily.

After the two spent an afternoon to get the contract done, Bai Zishu handed the room card to Mu Yun.

Before leaving, Mu Yun originally wanted to say something, but he thought about it.

If you tell others that the end times are coming, you may not believe it, but these doomsday enthusiasts in the group absolutely believe it.

Mu Yun had too many secrets on his body, and he didn't want to make trouble for himself.

"Mr. Cucumber, bye, treat my sanctuary well."

"Don't worry, there is a murderous lady in the crotch."

Looking at Bai Zishu's departing back, Mu Yun waved his hand.

In order to be on the safe side, Mu Yun found someone to change the IC card password, except for the card in Mu Yun's hand, others wanted to enter this iron box that bombs could not penetrate.

It's always right to sail the ship carefully.

......

On the way back, Mu Yun passed by a food street.

At that moment, he slapped himself with some chagrin.

"I just said I forgot to hoard something, it turned out to be waiting for me here!"

He hurried to the food street, looking at the grilled squid, takoyaki, grilled gluten, hot and sour powder, cold skin, skewers in front of him....

As well as milk tea, ice cream, sugar gourd, popcorn, chips....

Mu Yun swallowed his saliva, and then began to sweep the various delicacies in the food street.

There was no way to buy these things in large quantities, so he had to make a few more trips, take the food away one by one, and then find a place where no one was to put it in the ring.

As a result, Mu Yun changed from a two-point line every day to a three-point line, and as long as he was free, he would come to the food street to sweep up.

......

In the blink of an eye, two weeks passed.

At this time, there were only ten days left before the end times.

These days, Mu Yun's life is very dull, except for stockpiling goods, it is a group of water.

This group of doomsday enthusiasts are all talented, good talking, oh yo super like the water group inside.

[Angela]: Eh, have you heard? It's amazing that a large oasis has appeared in the Sahara Desert.

[Arthur handed over the paper]: When the bird is big, there are all kinds of forests, don't make a fuss every day.

[Grandpa Bungdi]: According to the old man watching the sky at night, the Ziwei star shifts, and the emperor star falls, this is going to be a big thing.

[The crotch is murderous]: Old man, you can't change a line, every time there is a little wind and grass, it is the fall of the emperor star.

[Wind blows fart cool]: That is, the stars provoke you, and curse people every day.

Mu Yun, who was leaning on the boss's chair, frowned secretly as he looked at the news in the group.

"It's almost time to calculate the time, Green Tide..."

whispered to himself, and then Mu Yun picked up his phone and began to tap the screen.

[Cucumber is not a melon]: This time I am on the old man's side, there will be demons if something goes wrong, so be careful.

[Angela]: I also agree with Lao Huang.

[Angela]: But my shelter warehouse is full, hahaha, enough for me to eat for a long time.

[Angela]: The black man laughs lewdly.jpg

[The crotch is murderous]: @黄瓜不是瓜, do you believe the old man's words?

[Grandpa Bungdi]: Hmph! I don't think about mortals.jpg

[Grumpy Pangolin]: It's okay to be careful, so I expanded another warehouse.

[Grumpy Pangolin]: A warehouse full of supplies

.jpg [Arthur delivers paper]: Big guy 6666

.jpg [Angela

]: Worship the big guy.jpg [The crotch is murderous]: Pass cigarettes

to the big guy.jpg [Cucumber is not a melon]: Pass fire to the big guy

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As everyone began to fight, soon the news in the group was 99+.

Some local tycoons began to hoard materials with an attitude of preferring to be trustworthy, it didn't matter if they wasted money, anyway, it was just pocket money for them.

Mu Yun looked at the green city plants outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and his eyes gradually deepened.

The end times come, the first wave of disasters, the green tide.

This may be the last mercy of the end times to humanity.

Because, along with the green slave with strong vitality and murder, and the green tide appeared at the same time, there was also the magical fruit known as the "devil fruit".

Only by eating the corresponding fruit in a reasonable way can one awaken to become a superpower.

If the way to eat it is wrong, then sorry.

After a week, the fruit will sprout again in the human body, and finally grow into a thick vine and burst out.

Eventually, become a terrifying monster entangled in vines and constantly looking for flesh to sow seeds.

After the end times, these monsters are called the slaves of the green tide, the green slaves.

Mu Yun began to prepare in advance, the first thing was to sell the company's last assets, and it was no longer meaningful to keep them.

"Knock!"

"President Mu, are you looking for me?"

Chu Antian walked into the office and asked suspiciously.

"Well, how much of our company's last liquidity do we have?" Mu Yun asked.

Chu Antian hesitated slightly, and seemed to be a little entangled in what to say.

"Say it directly." Mu Yun raised his eyebrows and said.

"The last liquidity is less than 200 million."

"Good."

Mu Yun was very satisfied with this news.

"Huh? Mr. Mu, is this not bad?

Chu An Tian was stunned.

The money is all spent, of course it's good.

Mu Yun did not explain and continued, "I sold the remaining assets of the company, as well as the manor and villa under my name, and my car.

Chu An Tian's eyes widened and looked at him in disbelief.

"All sold?!"

"Hmm."

Chu An Tian swallowed his spit, and asked slowly after a while, "President Mu, you shouldn't be ready to withdraw money and run away."

Mu Yun glanced at her, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Now is a society ruled by law, and I don't do anything that breaks the law and discipline."

"Also, temporarily set up a large fruit acquisition base, I will be useful in two days."

Seeing that the little secretary was still standing stupidly, Mu Yun glared at her.

"Don't go soon."

"Oh, oh! Okay, go right away. Chu

Antian knew that once this President Mu decided, it could not be changed.

However, she really felt that Mu Yun was a bit willful!

The huge foundation of the Fenglin Group was all tossed away by this loser.

Mu Yun looked at the little secretary who was busy outside the office, and wondered if he could save it, after all, it was really convenient to have a secretary by his side.

There is nothing to do the secretary, there is something to do the secretary.

And cocoa also needs to be taken care of personally.

At present, it seems that this hard-working little secretary is a good candidate, whether it is appearance and figure or work ability.

But if Mu Yun knew that this girl secretly scolded him in his heart for being a loser, it was estimated that he could be angry with him.