Chen Luo parked his car in front of a high-end residential complex, not far from his own home.

He stroked Fa Wang’s now very smooth fur, while quietly observing the activity at the entrance of the complex.

Chen Luo was waiting for an important person.

While idly waiting, Chen Luo's eyes suddenly lit up.

Two beauties emerged from the complex’s exit.

The older one looked to be in her early twenties, about Chen Luo's age.

The younger one seemed to be around seventeen or eighteen years old.

They looked like sisters, and indeed, they were.

The older sister had a cold and beautiful face, truly a rare beauty.

The younger sister was youthful and lovely, no less attractive than her sister, with a gentle and obedient demeanor that made one feel an irresistible urge to cherish her.

Chen Luo felt a surge of excitement. A graceful lady is a gentleman's pursuit.

Who wouldn't like such beauties?

Unless they were psychologically or physiologically abnormal.

If they were just pretty, Chen Luo wouldn't have bothered waiting.

These sisters were not just pretty.

The older sister was Mi Ling, and the younger sister, Mi Li.

After the apocalypse, Mi Ling controlled the fire ability, which was very powerful. She was the strongest fire ability user Chen Luo knew, and also the Scarlet Rose Spirit Flame Princess (Lingyan Ji) he had previously mentioned.

Because Mi Ling's name contained the word "ling" and she controlled fire, she was called Spirit Flame Princess (Lingyan Ji).

Mi Ling also had another nickname, Scarlet Rose. Roses have thorns and are not easy to touch, and "scarlet" described her volatile temperament.

Although she had a fiery temper, her figure was even more explosive.

Chen Luo marveled, all the meat on her body grew in one place, didn't it?

In Chen Luo's eyes, her younger sister, Mi Li, was even more remarkable.

Mi Li had weak combat abilities because she wasn't a combat profession, but a healer, a support profession.

It was said that in the later stages, she could use resurrection techniques.

Damn, who could withstand that?

A god-like ability. If he had to choose between Mi Ling and Mi Li…

Bah, only children make choices.

He had to have both sisters, of course, not now. If he stupidly rushed in, wouldn't he just be a simp?

Chen Luo took out his phone and called Wang Ming, a private detective he had worked with before.

"I'll give you three days. I need their information, most importantly, what they like to eat."

Whatever you like to eat, I'll stock up on it.

If you want to capture a woman's heart, you must first capture their stomach.

Wang Ming hurriedly agreed. This kind of thing was too easy for a professional like him.

Watching Mi Li shake Mi Ling's arm and act spoiled, Mi Ling showed a doting smile. As they gradually left, Chen Luo chuckled and then left as well.

It didn't take three days. The next afternoon, Wang Ming sent Chen Luo the information on Mi Ling and Mi Li.

Mi Ling loved Sichuan cuisine, and her favorite fruit was grapes.

Mi Li loved fish, her favorite was braised pig trotters, and her favorite fruit was watermelon.

Chen Luo woke up as if from a dream. Braised dishes were also very delicious, and he had to stock up on some.

In the blink of an eye, it was May 28th, five days before the apocalypse.

The armor and electric batons that Chen Luo had ordered were delivered one after another.

The armor was silver overall, full-body armor. There were two sets, one for Chen Luo and one for Su Dazhu.

The armor was very heavy. Chen Luo's was relatively smaller, but it still weighed 45 pounds. Wearing it was a bit tiring, but it was safe.

Chen Luo had also considered using mascot costumes or combat uniforms, but mascot costumes were even less convenient than armor to put on, and very bulky.

Low-level combat uniforms were useless, and Chen Luo had no access to high-level ones.

The armor was also much stronger in defense.

Over the next few days, Chen Luo continued to adapt to the armor.

The electric batons were purchased by Chen Luo through a security company, costing 41,000 yuan per baton.

The released high voltage could instantly stun people, and electrocuting them for a few seconds could kill them.

There were fifty batons in total. It was inconvenient for others to carry them, but Chen Luo had his ability space. He could rotate them, and it was no problem to electrocute hundreds of zombies at once.

Chen Luo also bought a 13-meter-long heavy truck and parked it near the cold storage.

On the evening of June 2nd, Chen Luo transferred all the remaining supplies he had hoarded, except for the meat in the cold storage, to his ability space.

Even if someone discovered that the supplies had magically disappeared, my stuff, I didn't even complain, what are you complaining about?

The apocalypse was about to erupt tomorrow.

At night, Chen Luo tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

I've been reborn once, this damn apocalypse won't not come, will it?

If it doesn't come, my hoarded supplies will suffer a blood loss.

Or rather, don't come. Sacrifice me to benefit all mankind.

Even with a blood loss, I'm still a rich man. Isn't it good to live comfortably in a prosperous world? Why must I experience that inhumane apocalypse?

The next morning, Chen Luo woke up early, feeling somewhat complicated. The apocalypse would erupt around 9:20 a.m.

At eight in the morning, Chen Luo, who knew Chen Jianan's habits well, knew that Chen Jianan would not arrive at the group until nine o'clock. He was probably having breakfast at this time.

Chen Luo took out his phone and dialed Chen Jianan's number.

Chen Luo respectfully said, "Uncle, I have something I'd like to ask for your help with."

Chen Jianan said hypocritically, "You're my nephew. If I can help, of course, I will."

Chen Luo laughed, "It's like this, I urgently need a sum of money recently, but as you know, I used all my money to hoard pork. I want to mortgage all the supplies I've hoarded to you. This is worth 1 billion, but I only want to borrow 500 million."

"Even close brothers settle accounts clearly. Uncle, let's sign an agreement. I'll only borrow it for a month, and I'll pay you back 600 million when it's due. If I can't pay back the money by then, all the supplies will be used to pay off the debt."

Chen Jianan asked strangely, "Why do you need so much money so urgently?"

Chen Luo made up a story, "According to my observation, virtual currency will rise sharply recently, maybe it can rise ten or eight times. 500 million can turn into 5 billion. Uncle, if you believe me, do it with me."

Chen Jianan chuckled, I believe you my foot, I'm afraid I'll lose all my capital. You dare to play with that stuff?

However, Chen Jianan did not refuse and quickly pondered in his heart. Regardless of whether Chen Luo made a profit or loss, he would not lose.

And Chen Luo would most likely lose everything, so he could exchange 500 million for 1 billion worth of supplies.

Although Chen Jianan did not approve of Chen Luo's hoarding of supplies, selling 1 billion worth of things for 800 million was not a problem, right?

This deal could be done.

Chen Jianan sneered, don't blame me for turning my back on you when you lose.

Chen Luo continued, "Uncle, wait for me at home. I'm going to your house now to talk in person. I also miss Fei Ge, let's call Fei Ge together."

Chen Jianan agreed in one breath. It was impossible to talk about such a major matter on the phone, and the money couldn't be lent out so casually. He had to investigate first.

After hanging up the phone, a cold expression appeared on Chen Luo's face. It was decided that you would die on the day of the apocalypse.