Doomsday: with unlimited warehouse system

The five young men were all males, dressed in chef and waiter uniforms. The leader, a man in his thirties with a greasy chef's uniform, said, "Brother, can you take us with you? We're trapped here without a car and it's too dangerous to go out."

These men clearly knew about the situation outside, which is why they were hiding here. When they saw Sally's appearance, their eyes couldn't help but be drawn to her. It was inevitable, given Sally's outstanding looks and figure. The chef pulled out a cigarette and offered it to David. "Brother, it's chaotic outside now. Take us with you so that we can have some support on the road."

David firmly refused. "No need. I'm going to pick someone up later, and this car can't fit so many people. You guys figure it out on your own." As soon as David said that, the faces of those men instantly changed.

The chef's hand, holding the cigarette, froze in mid-air, and his expression turned sour. "Young man, don't be too selfish. This car is so big, it can at least fit five more people." The chef looked at Sally and said, "Miss, please persuade this young man. We can't just ignore others in need."

Sally looked away and didn't say anything. David smiled and said, "What's it to you how many people can fit?We're not familiar?" He said to Sally, "Get in the car."

Sally obediently walked to the passenger side, opened the door, and got in the car. Seeing that the two of them were about to leave, the group became anxious. One of the young waiters pulled out a kitchen knife from somewhere. "Damn it, why are we wasting time talking to him? Let's just take his car. With so many of us, are we afraid of one person?"

He walked up to David, pointing the kitchen knife at him as he stood by the car door. "Kid, you asked for this. We could have left together, but you refused. Now, step aside and leave the keys and that woman, or I'll kill you."

David sighed. He didn't want to resort to violence, but he regretted wasting his breath on these people. That's how it was in the apocalypse--limited resources made people fight to the death over anything.

"Hey, are you pretending not to hear me?" The waiter's emotions grew more agitated. He raised the kitchen knife, ready to strike. Suddenly, the waiter's face filled with terror as he noticed a long knife in David's hand, appearing out of nowhere.

David swung his hand swiftly and decisively. The man's hand holding the knife was instantly severed, and his arm, along with the knife, fell to the ground, blood gushing out. "Ah! My hand!" The waiter let out a horrified scream. It all happened too fast, and the other chefs and waiters behind him paled in fear.

The waiter, who had just been furious moments ago, now wore an expression of pure terror. He looked at David, and their eyes met. From David's eyes, he saw a disregard for life and a chilling intent to kill.

In that instant, he felt like he had plunged into an icy abyss, as if the person before him was the god of death emerging from a mountain of corpses. Before the waiter could even react, he saw a figure as fast as lightning flash by.

In the blink of an eye, a knife accurately stabbed into his heart. The waiter looked at David, pale-faced, as if he was looking at a monster.

David pulled out the knife, and the waiter immediately collapsed like a deflated balloon, falling to the ground. "Someone's been killed!" "Runing!" Finally, the remaining men reacted and scattered in different directions, fleeing for their lives.

"Just as I thought, a direct stab did the trick," David thought to himself. He sheathed his alloy combat knife and got into his car. His next destination was the nearby food street where Arnold's barbecue restaurant was located. If he guessed correctly, Arnold and his wife should be hiding in the store.

At this stage, the destructive power of the zombies was limited. As long as they locked the doors, the zombies wouldn't pose any threat to them. Moreover, the food street mainly operated during the night market, so there weren't many people around during the day. Therefore, Arnold and the others were relatively safe there.

David started the vehicle and headed towards the food street... Xiangshan Food Street.

Arnold anxiously held his phone, making a call. Besides his wife Sophie, there were two young men and women beside him. Arnold sighed, "It's over, the emergency line is unreachable. We're trapped here."

The young man beside Arnold browsed the news on his phone, frowning. He sighed and said, "Arnold, according to what I read online, this situation seems to be serious. It's not just here, but zombies have erupted worldwide."

Arnold nodded and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, but quickly realized that there were two women with them and put the cigarettes back. He paced back and forth in the room, unable to think of a solution for a while.

"Right now, the entire SJ city is surely in chaos. There probably aren't any spare police forces to rescue us." Everyone had worried expressions. If they didn't receive help in time, they would be trapped here and eventually die. They didn't dare to go out now. They had just witnessed a group of zombies brutally biting a pedestrian to death, a scene of utter misery.

Arnold walked to the rolling shutter door and looked outside through the window gap. The few zombies were still wandering the street. He reassured everyone, "There aren't many zombies here. Maybe if we wait a bit longer, they will leave on their own."

Just then, they suddenly heard the roaring sound of an engine. They crowded around the window and saw an off-road vehicle forcefully crashing into the tables and chairs set up on the food street, sending the wandering zombies flying. The off-road vehicle raced to the other end of the street, executed a drift, and then turned around, charging at the remaining zombies once again. Under the violent impact of the off-road vehicle, the zombies either died instantly or lost their mobility.

Arnold and the others were astonished. Just as they were curious about the driver of the vehicle, they saw the off-road vehicle heading towards their store. Finally, the off-road vehicle came to a stop in front of Arnold's store.

The car door opened, and a young, handsome man stepped out. It was David. "David! It's you!" Arnold instantly recognized David and exclaimed in surprise.

David smiled at him. "Arnold, I've come to pick up the goods."