Chapter 56: Where Are We Going?

Apocalypse: Stockpiling a Trillion Supplies at the Start Master Wujie 1264 words 2026-02-09 19:14:31

Some people still had things hanging from their hands—pieces of flesh, fingers. Li Haibo lying on the ground was unrecognizable; it was impossible to imagine that a person could be mangled like this, even by hand. The sight was disturbing, with hardly a single part left intact. After venting their rage, the women sat in the corners, dull and vacant, as if drained of all vitality.

I, too, was a fool, fearing one day I might fall too deep, so I resolved to sever ties ahead of time.

The old village chief’s eyes suddenly widened. With a swift motion, he knelt before the blood-stained idol.

The matters most discussed were muddled and incomprehensible. Ingredients were mentioned, but I knew nothing of them; a few restaurants with good food were named. As for the latter—the ancient evil summoned by the howling along the banks of the Bailai River had been eradicated. Yet among the entire legion, only a paladin named Li En survived; the rest were annihilated.

Pei Fei was utterly confused by his ramblings, but did not resist, letting him lead her out of the bar.

Equipment: Tier Five Force Battle Suit, Tier Five Force Weapon—Heaven-Piercing Halberd. Note: These items originate from Swallowing the Starry Sky and can be compared to Saint Fighter-level weapons and gear.

Master Xuan Zhen took a stack of talismans from his pack, among them the Evil-Repelling Body Talisman and the Lantern Talisman. The former could ward off evil spirits to some extent; the latter would detect their arrival. He distributed the talismans one by one, but paused when he reached Chen Yi and his companion.

Many weapons were unsuitable for new users, but Sanhua could be adapted for Theresa; even if the price was high, it was worth it.

Fire rose, and Chen Yi grasped Yin Weiying’s hand, slowly moving toward the space beneath the coffin. It was a narrow, dark tunnel, the soil on either side exuding a chill, an eerie sense of gloom rushing forth.

Her gaze was devoid of emotion, yet it seemed to pierce into the old man’s heart, making him avert his eyes, unable to meet her stare.

Gao Yan glanced sideways and behind, catching sight of the tent in his trousers pointed right at her face. Instantly, her cheeks flushed crimson.

“Didn’t you see Mubarak turn and flee the moment he saw me? Do you really believe you’re stronger than Mubarak?” Wang Biao said contemptuously.

“What are you saying? If it weren’t for my grandfather, would my father have sprung from a rock?” Mu Ling’er replied, her expression sour.

In handling all other matters, Li Haonan was always calculating, sharp as a blade; yet whenever it came to Gu Xiaobei, he became hesitant, cautious, and lacked confidence.

Xi Men grew increasingly curious. What was the story behind this Chenxu, to make Jade Pavilion so wary? Why had he spoken so much nonsense to him today?

“Hmph!” Lu Feiyang snorted coldly on the surface, seemingly agreeing with the other’s words, but inwardly was overjoyed. Could there be possibilities for players that hadn’t appeared before?

Anxious, Liang Dong quickly spread his spiritual power toward his body, his mind awash with a hundred emotions.

“Of course, no need for you to instruct me, Brother Lin!” Zhou Jiefu said, pounding his chest with loud thumps.

Lu Feiyang finally landed a critical hit! After a flurry of attacks, he struck the last blow. Blood sprayed, and the Tiger King’s body collapsed in a pool of crimson.

At that moment, Li Ning was truly terrified. Had he known it would turn out like this, he would never have listened to that old fool Luo Kun.

Cui Mei, accustomed to servants who only worked after receiving money, was stunned to see a servant who demanded nothing.

Out of options, she quietly borrowed from Assistant Chen, asking him to keep it secret, so she could still save some face before the president. Decision made, she braced herself and entered the private room.