End of the World: Too many goddesses, too many to stockpile

Zhang Limei looked at Song Wei's indecisive look and her anger was instantly ignited.

She glared at Song Wei with a hint of dissatisfaction and sarcasm in her tone.

"Look carefully, the bounty order was issued by Lin Feng. What does this mean? Zhang Jiasheng is his enemy!"

"If you kill Zhang Jiasheng, you are helping Lin Feng, do you understand? You stupid fool!"

Song Wei felt a little ashamed of himself after hearing what Zhang Limei said. He knew he should make a choice.

However, his inner struggle and contradiction prevented him from making up his mind immediately.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, as if thinking about how to weigh the pros and cons and make the most correct decision.

After some inner struggle and weighing, Song Wei finally opened his eyes.

He looked at Zhang Limei deeply, and then spoke slowly.

"Li Mei, you are right. Since the bounty order was issued by Lin Feng, it means that Zhang Jiasheng is his enemy. If I kill him, it can be regarded as helping Lin Feng."

When Zhang Limei heard Song Wei's words, the anger in her heart instantly disappeared.

Instead, she was filled with joy and anticipation. She held Song Wei's hand tightly and said excitedly.

"Song Wei, I knew you wouldn't let me down. Don't worry, as long as you kill Zhang Jiasheng and get the food, I will definitely repay you well."

Song Wei nodded and said nothing more.

He knew that his decision might bring some risks, but he also believed in his own strength.

Moreover, he understood how difficult Zhang Limei's current situation was, and he was willing to take risks for her.

So, Song Wei began to prepare for action.

That night, Song Wei quietly took a dagger and a rope, left home, and determined to go to Zhang Jiasheng's home.

On the way to Zhang Jiasheng's house, Song Wei met several groups of people.

They had the same goal, all heading towards Zhang Jiasheng's home.

Although there were many people, Song Wei was not afraid. He was well aware of his agility and rich combat experience.

He planned to wait for an opportunity after they succeeded and snatch Zhang Jiasheng's head from them.

Relying on his extraordinary agility and reconnaissance skills, Song Wei cleverly avoided everyone's sight along the way and approached Zhang Jiasheng's home quietly.

However, just as he was about to reach his destination, he found that the door of Zhang Jiasheng's house was wide open.

"Oh no, has someone succeeded?"

Song Wei felt nervous, worried that he had missed the best opportunity.

He hurried to the door and pricked up his ears to listen carefully to the movements inside the house.

Just then, a group of people came out, talking angrily.

"Damn it, that old bastard Zhang Jiasheng actually ran away a long time ago!"

"It's snowing so heavily outside, he can't get out at all, he must still be in this neighborhood!"

"Let's go out and find him!"

It turned out that after Zhang Jiasheng realized that something was wrong, he fled home early.

Biaozi and others were worried that the neighbors would come to their house and implicate them, so they all returned home.

After hearing the conversation between several people, Song Wei felt relieved.

Rather than feeling disappointed or frustrated, he felt it was a rare opportunity.

As a scout, he has an advantage in finding people that no one else can match.

He believed that he could find Zhang Jiasheng's hiding place in this community and complete his mission.

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Zhang Jiasheng, this self-made entrepreneur, has a mind that is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

He knew very well that he was now at the center of the storm and that there must be countless eyes watching him in the dark.

So he did the opposite, avoiding everyone's sight and quietly climbing up to the rooftop of the building where he lived.

On the rooftop, the temperature of minus forty degrees Celsius seemed enough to freeze people into ice sculptures.

The cold wind was biting, several times stronger than the wind downstairs.

Zhang Jiasheng clasped his hands tightly across his chest, trying his best to resist the biting cold.

He huddled in a corner, his body already covered with a thick layer of snow.

If you don't look carefully, you won't be able to notice that there is a person hiding here.

Zhang Jiasheng spent several long hours on this cold rooftop.

His body gradually became numb, as if he had lost consciousness.

However, he knew he couldn't just give up.

Finally, in the early hours of the morning, he struggled to stand up, his ears were numb from the cold.

I can only support myself with my strong will.

Using all his strength, he moved step by step into the corridor.

Although the temperature there is still very low, at least there is no raging cold wind.

He leaned against the wall, breathing heavily, trying to regain some strength.

"Damn it, you son of a bitch Lin Feng, I curse your whole family."

Zhang Jiasheng secretly swore in his heart that he would make Lin Feng pay the price.

But at this moment, he didn't even have a place to stay, so how could he take revenge?

With mixed feelings in his heart, Zhang Jiasheng walked down the stairs with heavy steps, his eyes revealing determination and unyielding spirit.

He stopped in front of a house, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door gently.

"Dang Dang Dang..."

The knock on the door echoed in the empty corridor, but the only response was dead silence.

The end of the world is approaching and people are in panic. In the middle of the night, who would be willing to open their door to a stranger?

Zhang Jiasheng did not give up. He knocked on several doors in succession, but the result was the same every time - no one responded.

In desperation, he gave up looking for shelter and returned to the top floor.

He found a relatively secluded corner, huddled down, and tried to find a little warmth in the cold wind.

Just then, his butt suddenly touched something soft.

He reached out his hand curiously and touched the object, which turned out to be a bag.

He had an idea and quickly opened the bag, only to see it was filled with instant noodles, French chips and chocolate.

"Get rich, get rich!"

Zhang Jiasheng couldn't help but cheer, his eyes flashing with excitement.

In this apocalypse, being able to find food is already a very lucky thing.

He hurriedly poured out all the food in the bag and prepared to feast on it.

However, at this moment, he suddenly found that the bag was light and something seemed wrong.

He picked up the plastic bag on the ground, squeezed it hard, and felt that it was empty.

"Damn it, why are they all empty!"

Zhang Jiasheng's face suddenly turned gloomy, and he threw the packaging bags everywhere in frustration.

After a while, Zhang Jiasheng gradually regained his composure. He squatted down and

His eyes were fixed on the plastic bags scattered on the ground, as if he was thinking about something.

Although these bags are empty, they mean a lot to him.