Apocalyptic natural disasters, I have unlimited supermarkets stocked with supplies

"I've been here for a long time." Wuming sighed again.

It's been a long time since he discovered this place and he hasn't gone out much.

Unless he was about to starve to death, and there were no mutant animals like mutant mice here, he would go out.

Get yourself some food, and then come back and lie down when you're full.

He had been lying there for a long, long time.

Lying very flat.

At least Wuming was very satisfied.

Few people come here.

The last time anyone came was the last time.

The group of people wanted to rob him, but he turned out to be a poor man with no food at all.

The group of people endured the nausea for a long time and found that he really had nothing. They became angry and wanted to kill him.

He just, tsk, accidentally hit them.

Get their supplies.

Needless to say, that group of people had quite a lot of supplies.

He got their supplies and nourished them for more than a month.

So moisturizing.

It made him want to do this.

Give it a try and take a month off.

It's just like working. Who wouldn't be happy to work 24 hours a day and take a month off?

Fortunately, he still held back.

No way, I'm lazy.

You don't come to a place like this every day.

If he wanted to, he would have to go out and find someone.

He didn't even want to move, let alone get out.

Just lie down.

There are small mutated animals delivered to the door by themselves while lying down.

What a deal.

Wuming originally planned to see if Lin Murong wanted to kill him even though he had supplies, and then he would counterattack.

As a result, there were no supplies, and there was no thought of killing...

Ugh.

He keeps asking like a fool.

How can such people survive in the last days?

Wuming shook his head.

Shaking his head was a waste of energy, but Wuming shook his head for Lin Murong.

What an honor.

Lin Murong himself didn't know, and if he knew, he probably wouldn't want this honor any more.

"How long?" Lin Murong was still asking.

There were only two living people in this place. If he saw it, he would have to ask hard.

"It's been a long time. I can't remember clearly." Fortunately, Wuming still wanted to speak.

"You're awesome. I don't remember my name, nor how long I've been here." Lin Murong really didn't expect that in addition to amnesia, there are people who can forget their own names.

"Why do you remember so much? The more people remember, the easier it is to be emoticon. I don't want to be emoticon." Wuming just wants to be an empty-headed salted fish.

It's still the kind of salted fish that won't turn over.

Too lazy to turn over.

Just be a salted fish.

Wouldn't he still be a salty fish after turning over? What's the point of turning over?

Wuming doesn't understand.

This kind of thing is what he calls a waste of time and energy.

After listening to his words, Lin Murong touched his chin and thought for a moment.

Then, damn it, when I thought about it, I thought it made sense.

"you said……"

"It makes sense, right? Let's lie down together." Wuming raised his hand and patted the ground.

An invitation was issued to Lin Murong.

Lin Murong: "..."

Lin Murong looked at the floor and him.

It's okay to lie down, but...

He can't be dirty.

It's too dirty to lie down.

Then Chi Yan and Yinhe won't let him enter the supermarket.

Chi Yan originally had mysophobia, but it got worse.

Galaxy also likes to be clean.

If you see him coming back dirty, you will definitely kick him out.

Don't doubt it, the two of them can really do this kind of thing.

No wonder they can come together.

Lin Murong shook his head and refused.

Seeing Lin Murong refuse, Wuming was quite disappointed.

He felt that Lin Murong didn't understand enjoyment.

"Why are you sighing? Don't sigh. Just lie down. I'll lie down with you when I get the chance." He also liked lying down.

"Don't draw cakes. If you want to lie down, lie down now."

"Not now." Lin Murong refused simply.

"Cake Painting Man." Look at this cake, it's big and round, big and round...

If only it were true.

Give him a few bites and he will be full, and he will be able to lie down for a few days.

Lin Murong: "...I'm not." This is called painting cake after all. Brother, do you have a wrong understanding of painting cakes?

Lin Murong wanted to explain.

But Wuming didn't want to hear it. He even reached out and covered his ears.

He is such a person who wants to conserve his energy. Now he even covers his ears.

He paid a lot for Lin Murong today.

"You..." Lin Murong had a feeling of powerlessness that he could not say even though he had a lot to say.

"Don't listen, don't listen, you bastard is chanting sutras." Wuming shook his head happily.

"I'm not a bastard either." Lin Murong was angry.

Who is this?

"Okay, you're not a bastard, a bastard."

Lin Murong: "..."

Lin Murong struggled for a long time and finally lay down.

He had no choice but to look at Wuming lying so comfortably and wanted to lie down too.

Moreover, I don’t know how long this rain of stones will last, so I can’t just stand there forever.

He still wants to lie down.

Just be dirty if you're dirty, and I'll beg the Milky Way when the time comes.

Galaxy will relent.

She is always like this, easy to be soft-hearted.

He pretends to be more pitiful, hehehe...

"You laugh so cheaply." Wuming said leisurely.

"What? Who are you calling cheap?" Wuming said one word and Lin Murong's defense was broken.

"There are only two of us here, how can I still scold myself?" Wuming became interested. Originally he only wanted to chat casually, but now he wanted to talk more.

Lin Murong: "..."

Oh shit.

This makes him look like a fool.

But he is not!

He is so wise.

"Okay, okay, I won't tell you this." If you say anything else, your defense will be broken.

It was already breaking the defense.

"Don't tell me, don't tell me~" Wuming said again.

Lin Murong: "..."

Fucked.

Why are you as cheap as him?

Too cheap.

Lin Murong didn't want to pay attention to him anymore and turned over, facing away from him.

Fortunately, when he lay down, he was far enough away from Wuming.

Otherwise, Wuming would be dead now.

As for Wuming's broken mouth, if it was close enough to reach out and touch it, he would have killed Wuming long ago.

Wuming didn't know what he was thinking.

Lin Murong thought Ga Ren could hide his eyes because there was too much stupidity in his eyes.

It was easy to hide the yearning look in his eyes.

Lin Murong lay down for a while and then began to draw the backgammon grid and start playing backgammon with himself.

After playing a few games, Wuming discovered it.

"Do you like this too? What a coincidence, I also like to play like this when I have nothing to do." Wuming clapped his hands and wasted a little energy on Lin Murong.

Wuming often lies down. Although he likes to lie down, he will get bored if he lies down all the time.

Then at this time, he liked to play backgammon.

Just put your finger on the ground and draw a picture.

Playing with yourself can also exercise your brain.

How great.

Lin Murong: "..."

The total number of times Lin Murong was speechless this month was not as many as today.

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

"Come on, let's play together. Don't play by yourself."