Apocalypse: System of lotteries



Grassland.

Morning.

Clos came out of the tent in her pajamas, stretched a big yawn toward the sun, and said, "Another day of working for the dumb boss~"

"…"

Ming was stunned, looking at the woman. The woman suddenly stood still, glanced at the man sitting under the tree with the corner of her eye, turned back into the tent, got dressed in her work uniform, crossed her hands, stood in front of the man, slightly lowered her head, "Boss, I was wrong~"

"You didn't do anything wrong~ It's the world that's wrong, isn't it?"

"Boss, you're really understanding, what do you want to eat in the morning?"

"Anything~ As long as it's not poisonous."

Ming smiled, got up, and sat in the dining area. At this time, Schneider and others came over, all nodding their heads in greeting, "Boss, good morning."

"Sit, let's eat together, today Clos is treating~"

After Ming finished speaking, he looked at Clos. The latter was not angry or resentful, but smiled and said to everyone, "The boss pays~"

"…"

Schneider and others looked at each other, yeah, only a close secretary dared to talk to the boss like that.

After breakfast, everyone went to their jobs. Ming sat on the couch, enjoying the rare leisure, because soon, he was going to go into the grassland fog to check it out and collect blood on the way.

He held a cup of coconut juice, snapped his fingers, and Clos, standing next to him, holding a small notebook, began to report recent news.

Since having a secretary, Ming has rarely flipped through the world chat channel and inquired about things by himself. After all, that's what secretaries are for.

"The acid rain has stopped, and many people are discussing whether to start planning the farm again. However, agricultural experts say that after such a long period of acid rain, the soil needs some time to recover."

"Recently, there have been disappearances in every district. An organization called 'The 72 Pillar Demons' has claimed responsibility for these events. It is said that the missing people have all become offerings to the demons."

"Wutai Erri, the president of the Mountain Sun Group in District 103, has officially announced the establishment of the Sun Empire and has issued a final ultimatum to the remaining independents. If they do not submit, they will bear the consequences. The independents are divided in opinion, some advocating war, others surrender."

"District 203 is currently divided into the Northern Alliance and the Southern Alliance, and the two alliances are fighting..."

"The three small subdivisions of District 304 are each fighting for themselves and have declared independence."

"District 507 has become a paradise for zombie sacrifices, announcing plans to expand this ceremony globally, Africa..."

"In District 609, there are still fallen ones and some extremists causing trouble. The original Dawn Group has completely disappeared for unknown reasons."

"Huh~"

After finishing in one breath, Clos requested, "Boss, my mouth is dry, can I drink some water?"

Ming looked at the woman, "Okay, any other news?"

"Gulp~ Gulp~ Gulp~"

"…"

Ming finally understood the reason for this woman's robust figure. She eats heartily, drinks like a cow, snores like thunder when sleeping, and is wide-hearted, so she's plump. Where did that gentle and graceful feeling she had when he first met her go?

Was it a fake?

Crunch~ crunch~

Kyomoto Jiro next to them was gnawing on the long leg of an Emperor Centipede.

Ming felt that he found the reason for Clos's change. No wonder, was with a big eater every day.

Clos took a breath and burped, "There's no other news."

"…"

Ming shook his head, this secretary, he'll have to change her sooner or later.

"Boss, if there's nothing else, I need to get to work."

"Okay, go on~"

·ƈθm Ming waved his hand to indicate that she could leave, got up, and walked toward the fog. 

Outside the city, within the fog, the majority of the monsters were humanoid, which had to do with the city. The fog of the grassland might be filled with beasts, which allowed Ming to collect different types of beast blood. After all, evolving into something soft like a flying leech wasn't really his style.

After entering the fog, Ming let the froglets loose to search to the west while he himself searched to the northwest. This way, they could cover each other, and the froglets could also get some more exercise. He wanted to level up Merlin and summon new froglets, preferably obedient ones.

Of course, ones with poison resistance would be best.

[Your Da Vinci looked at the desolate grassland and withered tree branches and felt a desire to educate. It told Foodie that they must protect the environment, look at the grassland, not even a blade of green grass can be seen... Foodie nodded in agreement, deciding to put the two rabbits on a diet when they got home~]

[Da Vinci felt that its teaching wasn't really interpreted correctly, but Foodie's understanding wasn't wrong... Foodie was a bit distressed, if the rabbits became too thin, they might not taste good... Da Vinci assured Foodie that it wouldn't be a problem, only the rabbit's head was tasty~ Foodie had an epiphany, so that's how it was~]

"…"

He was already used to Da Vinci's unique way of thinking. Moreover, after it said this,  that shows all the rabbit meat would be his from now on.

"What's that...?"

Ming raised his binoculars, noticing several houses in the distance. The style of the houses was something he had seen on television before. If he wasn't mistaken, it should be a relatively primitive African tribal settlement. He decided to go take a look to see if he could find anything useful.

[Your froglets continue to bounce around. They feel that the dried grass leaves are very uncomfortable for their bellies. Da Vinci and Merlin decide to sit on Foodie's back together... Foodie doesn't resist, because, during the vote, it only had one vote~]

[Foodie starts moving at full speed. After they bounce a distance, they stop. They see a plant with a cluster of gloomy green fruits growing on a small mound ahead. Merlin is overjoyed, "This one's good, it's very poisonous~"]

"…"

If it has been identified by Merlin, it should be something very poisonous. Foodie, you mustn't try to eat it.

[Your Foodie looks at the fruit, thinking that they look lush and green, they might have a sour taste when eaten~]

[Merlin tells Foodie, "You can't eat this one. Wait until I've synthesized the toxin, then I'll let you taste it. You mustn't do anything silly~"]

[Foodie uses its gathering ability on the poisonous plant. Gathering failed, reason: too heavy...]

[Foodie stares at the poisonous plant. It is somewhat confusing, is this small tree really that stubborn~]