Doomsday: with unlimited warehouse system



"What?" Duke looked at David with a bewildered expression, questioning him with his eyes. Such a stunning beauty, could she really knock out three guys with just one punch? Not to mention three guys, even if she asked him to go through fire and water for her, he would gladly do it!

David looked at Duke's infatuated expression, disdainfully rolled his eyes at him, thinking he had no future. David walked forward, patting the head of Little black, and left with the dog.

Monica followed behind, and Duke quietly approached her, hesitantly speaking, "Beauty, can we exchange contact information?"

Upon hearing Duke's words, Monica turned her head and gave him a cold glance. Duke froze in place, dumbfounded, watching Monica walk away. "She, she actually ignored me?"

Duke's face darkened for a moment, but then he raised his eyes, filled with surprise. "The beauty finally paid attention to me!" Duke was thrilled, almost jumping up to cheer. He hurriedly caught up, shamelessly staying by Monica's side without saying a word, silently observing her. David, who was walking in front, turned back and was at a loss for words.

This guy, isn't he afraid of death? Though Monica's a beauty, But her face was already showing disgust. Not only that, even Monica's tightly clenched hands by her side showed her restraint towards Duke's behavior. David looked at Monica, fearing that Monica might lose her temper later and feed Duke to the zombies.

The group continued walking, and based on David's memory, they arrived at a large wholesale market. The name of the market was shattered into two halves on the ground, but it could still be vaguely seen that it was the "Duty Wholesale Market."

The Duty Wholesale Market was the largest wholesale market in the city. It had a wide variety of food, drinks, clothing, and daily necessities. However, no one knew how much remained in the market after the outbreak of the zombies. As the group entered, immediately a foul smell assaulted their senses.

"Oh damn, what's this smell?" Duke disgustedly pinched his nose, then he looked at Monica beside him.

Seeing that Monica had no reaction, he asked with concern, "Beauty, do you want..."

"Get lost." Before he could finish his sentence, Monica coldly interrupted him. David, holding his nose with one hand, continued walking forward. The entire market floor was filled with bones and sticky fluids. One could imagine the horrifying scene that had taken place here.

The wholesale market itself is a gathering place for people, and when the zombies broke out without any psychological preparation, the people in the market were like food in a pot, waiting to be devoured by the zombies one by one. What's strange is that David had walked through almost half of the wholesale market, but hadn't seen a single zombie. Did they hide or was there another conspiracy?

Just as he was thinking, Duke's voice came from beside him, "This is strange. Why is it so quiet here?" David nodded, realizing that Duke had also noticed the abnormality. The two continued to wander around the wholesale market for a while and then stopped at the entrance of a clothing store. The glass windows and doors of the shop were shattered, and the sign had fallen from the front, covered in dust.

Duke took the lead and went in. Soon, he came out holding a brand new camouflage suit. "Wow, this camouflage suit is great, and it's a military modified version!"

"Wearing this suit, combat power is maxed out!" Duke unfolded the suit and showed off to David.

David looked at Duke's excited expression and smiled faintly. He wasn't focused on these clothes right now, but rather on the surrounding environment, filled with vigilance. In his mind, he believed that abnormal situations must have hidden dangers.

Seeing David's reaction, Duke quickly put away the camouflage suit and packed it into his backpack. The two continued to survey the surrounding area. Suddenly! David looked towards an alley not far away. In the corner of the alley, an old person with white hair was crouching on the ground, trembling.

Slowly, the old person sensed movement beside them and turned to face David. When she saw David, her eyes lit up as if she had seen a glimmer of hope. "Young man, please help me," the old person said, struggling to stand up.

As the old person rushed towards David, he stepped back cautiously. The zombies had been outbreaking for so long, how could an old person with white hair survive for so long? Was it due to luck? Or was she hiding in this corner?

David didn't believe that the old person in front of him was human. Even if she was human, her intentions couldn't be pure. As he stepped back, David took out an alloy combat knife from his space.

The old person's eyes darkened as she noticed the combat knife in David's hand. She stopped in front of David and looked at him with a pleading expression. "Young man, please help Grandma. Grandma hasn't had anything to eat for a long time." Her voice was old and hoarse, evoking a sense of pity.

David looked the old person up and down and suddenly saw a trace of bloodstain on her. It was on the edge of her clothes, almost imperceptible unless carefully observed. "Old lady, you..."

Before David could finish his sentence, Duke walked over with a cry. He patted David's shoulder and whispered, "She's just an old lady. What are you afraid of?"

David had intended to say something, but Duke had already walked towards the old person. David smiled lightly. He wasn't afraid at all. Since Duke wanted to take the spotlight, he could give it to him. It could be seen as a test as well.

David stood with his hands in his pockets, watching Duke's actions. Duke slowly walked over to the old person. He circled around them, then propped his chin on his hand and furrowed his brow as he observed them. After a moment, he shook his head in confusion and asked, "How did you manage to survive all by yourself for so long?" Hearing Duke's question, David nodded inwardly. He didn't expect this guy to be so vigilant and notice something strange about the old person.

"I've been scavenging here. Otherwise, I, this old bone, would have perished long ago," the old person said, starting to cough violently. At the same time, they discreetly glanced at Duke.

"Tsk tsk tsk, didn't expect the old lady to have some skills. Since that's the case, you can continue scavenging here!" Duke dropped these words and turned away, his gaze towards David becoming serious.

The implication was that Duke was telling David that the old person was not normal. Of course, David could see the oddity in the old person, but he simply nodded slightly and didn't say anything. He wanted to see what Duke would do next.

"Young man, you must be a compassionate young lad. Please save me!" The old person said again when they saw Duke leaving, their expression showing a hint of anger.

However, Duke seemed to ignore their words and continued walking ahead as if he hadn't heard them. When it came to this mysterious old person, Duke wouldn't easily offer his help. This was also consistent with the survival rules David had told him at the very beginning of the apocalypse.