Apocalypse: System of lotteries



Ming patted Mike's shoulder, showing a charming smile, "How are you liking living in my backyard?"

Mike laughed, "Boss, let me tell you, your place is a feng shui treasure. Ever since I moved in, it's been very mystical. I feel like my luck has been much better than before."

"So, you want to continue living there?"

Ming asked with a smile, thinking, could it be the effect of the little koi? It's very possible.

"Yes, as long as you don't kick me out."

"We're brothers, I definitely won't kick you out. When we go back later, let's calculate the rent, okay?"

"..."

Mike was stunned for a moment. So, after all this chitchat, what you really care about isn't brotherhood, but money, right? You're still the same old you.

Hawkins asked: "Boss, who was the person who saved you from the instance?"

Ming shook his head, "He was very arrogant, he didn't speak to me the entire time."

Mike nodded and made a face while Alan and the others nodded, saying that it was good he was back.

Ming let out a sigh of relief.Whether they believe it or not, as long as he believes in this story, it's okay. After all, if he believes it, what else can others refute?

A moment later, everyone's poison was removed and they regained their energy and spirits. After standing up, they gathered around the five bosses of the 109 sector. Many of them had only heard of Gutman, but had never seen him, so they all held a mentality of wanting to get a good look at him.

"He's quite good-looking~"

"He also has a head and two eyes, you really can't trust rumors."

"So he's a doctor, not a chef at all."

"..."

Ming heard various comments and felt somewhat helpless. The rumors seemed to have turned him into a monster. He didn't care about these, but looked at David, "You must have hoarded some tobacco, right? Give me two packs."

"Boss, you must be looking down on me. Do you really need to ask for just two packs? Here, take three."

"..."

Ming shook his head. David was still as generous as ever. He turned around and walked through the crowd that had gathered, greeting Nick, "hi, where is your wifes huh~"

Nick scratched his head, "hi~"

"Gutman, we've missed you."

"We thought we saw a ghost today."

"Right~"

"Hey, don't touch randomly!"

Ming smiled and swatted away an extending hand, then went to Reniel, stuffing the three packs of cigarettes into his hand, "These should last you for a while. If you run out, go ask David for more, put it on my tab."

"Oh, no, no~~ That would be so embarrassing~"

Reniel accepted the cigarettes and laughed so hard his mouth stretched wide. After watching Gutman leave, he was so excited that tears came to his eyes, "Damn, I can finally smoke two a day~"

"Reniel, you're really something. Even Boss Gutman knows you and he even gave you cigarettes."

"Why didn't we notice this before, tell us~"

"Tsk~"

Reniel laughed, "Once we're done with today's work, everyone come to my place. I still have three racks of lamb. Make sure you bring food, I don't have that much to share. Oh, and don't forget to bring alcohol~"

In the night, at the mountain peak, the four bosses of 109 and one super boss sat around a table.

"Did you all bring food? Let's eat together~"

Ming looked at the four jovial men. It was time to learn and adapt, save resources.

After a moment, the table was laden with food. Bread, eggs, ham, chicken breast, peanuts, and other supermarket snacks were stacked together, all supplies scavenged at the beginning of the apocalypse.

"Boss, we shouldn't dream about roasted birds anymore, we've all turned to farming now. We've got a tough road ahead. Oh, and there's something strange. The birds we sacrificed at your tombstone have all disappeared. But you didn't die, and you said you didn't receive them, so where could they have gone?"

"I don't know."

Ming shook his head. Whenever something came up, he just pretend didn't know, and no one could blame him for that.

Hawkins said, "They must have been stolen. There are a few invisible people in our district. I only realized this a few days ago when someone reported feeling watched while taking a shower. I'll deal with them when I catch them."

"Compared to the upcoming food crisis, invisible thieves are a minor problem."

David put several packs of chips on the table and said, "Before, everyone in the world was struggling to survive, no one had time to become self-sufficient. Now that food reserves are dwindling, the problems will gradually increase."

"Mm~"

Ming took out a box of cleaned fish and a bowl of cooking oil.

"We don't have to worry about water for now. I've already advised everyone to collect as much water as they can from the area. Although water elementalists can create water, they need to consume spirit stones, and this is not a sustainable solution."

Hawkins took out some charcoal, put it under the grill, and sighed, "Thankfully, the acid rain has only been falling in the districts. I'm afraid it might spread to the regions in the future."

"Have you guys thought about the fog?" asked Ming.

"The fog?" The four of them frowned simultaneously.

Hawkins said, "I have records. Up to now, only about 23% of the fog around our district has dissipated. But I can't figure out the significance of it dissipating. Boss Ming has been into the fog, if he were here, we could ask him."

David peeled a peanut, tossed it into his mouth and chewed, "He killed two epic beasts in there, but I don't think the fog is that simple. If it's merely about the monsters, why bother creating the fog at all? It seems pointless."

"..."

Everyone fell silent for a while, eating the food in front of them, all deep in thought.

Ming applied oil to the grill. What David just said aligned with his thoughts, the fog was probably not as simple as breeding monsters.

Ming had explored the fog in the 1521 district. He planned to use the same method to explore the fog in the 109 district next, to see if there were any new discoveries.

"Did you get any useful information from the leader of the Fallen?"

Ming put several fish on the grill, applying a few layers of oil when he flipped them.

"He also got the choice to join a faction near his death. No wonder those guys were so timid, they were all afraid of death. However, we've never been through that, so it's hard to say."

Hawkins continued, "But it seemed like those guys were brainwashed. They believed that the voice was their master and faith. Also, according to the leader, there are more Fallen than just them. He knew there was a mission for the Fallen to deal with Ming."

"To deal with Ming?"

The other three, including Ming himself, were startled.

Mike laughed, "Isn't that seeking death?"

Alan said, "No wonder for a while there were many people inquiring about Ming's news."

David said, "The Wutaida Nigi of the Mountain Day Group also inquired. I even took some money from him. If I had known he was so rich, I wouldn't have taken so little. Of course, I didn't know any information about boss Ming. But I found a group of people to cooperate with, and if we get the chance, we can scam him again."

"Count us in, we can also cooperate."

"All of you are asking for too much, I can't afford it."

"Haha~"

Everyone laughed and then started discussing merging districts, doing real estate business in the 1001 district, dealing with agricultural product issues, and so on.

Finally, Alan looked at Raoul, who was standing in the distance looking at the beehive, and asked, "Boss, how did you get this Emperor-grade puppet? You're too powerful, aren't you?"

Ming answered without hesitation, "When I caught it in the dungeon, it was just an ordinary mutant creature. To pass the boring time in the dungeon, I fed it other stored mutant creatures, trying to see if it could mutate. It ended up like this, which is a miracle, considering the low chance of mutation through eating other mutants."

"That's truly a miracle."

"Yes, it is."

"..."

After dinner, everyone went home. Alan sat on the hill at his house, looking at the giant scorpion and centipede in front of him, feeling torn. Finally, he looked at the centipede and said, "You wouldn't mind sacrificing one of your legs for the scorpion to eat, would you? You don't mind, do you? Well, scorpion, start eating~ Centipede, thank you for making sacrifices for our home. I know it's unfair to you, but who told you to have so many legs, right~"