Apocalypse: I Have One More Keyword Than Others-Chapter 109 - A Ray of Light in the End of Days_1

Chapter 109: 109 A Ray of Light in the End of Days_1

Chapter 109: 109 A Ray of Light in the End of Days_1

The storage center had everything.

Very quickly,

more than a dozen trucks and vans, filled with supplies, were repainted and emblazoned with the name of Charity Unlimited Company.

The group also found dozens of battery-powered loudspeakers and recorded promotional advertisements in advance before setting off mightily.

…

“Residents of the various survival points, in these difficult times of the apocalypse, are you worrying about survival? In a world rampant with mutant beasts, do you dare not venture out in search of food? Do you suffer from illness without medicine, left to face your fate?”

“Your luck has arrived, everyone. Charity Unlimited Company is grandly opening, and Chairman Qi Feihu is offering a huge benefit to the entire city. Food, drinks, medicine, insecticides, bedding – we have it all. We don’t ask for your gold, your jewelry, nor for your women. Just a little bit of your virtual strength, the luck you can’t touch, the agility you don’t need, and you can take home any supplies you desire.”

“Charity Unlimited Company, with kindness at its core and the mission to save the world, strives to help everyone survive in this dark world. Chairman Qi Feihu’s lifelong mission isn’t to be a savior; he simply wishes his kindness can warm everyone’s heart and give everyone the courage to keep surviving.”

“Charity Unlimited Company offers delivery services to your doorstep. Whatever supplies you need, we can deliver them right to you. In this miserable apocalyptic world, you can experience the warmth of spring, and if you wish, survive till the end of time.”

“The opportunity lies before you; buy early for beneflt, the more you buy, the more you save.”

“Love life, love charity; Charity Unlimited, a reputation known by all.”

…

Wandering through ruins littered with bones, the moment the loudspeaker sounds began, the employees of Charity Unlimited Company, as if travelling through time, felt transported back to the days before the catastrophe, unable to perceive even a trace of the apocalypse’s decay.

Even the mutant cats and dogs roaming the city seemed to be frightened by the grandiose momentum and the sudden loud noises and didn’t dare to intercept the convoy along the way.

After all,

In the previously bustling cities, faced with the endless flow of human traffic, these creatures would retreat three feet away, probably because these familiar advertising slogans had awakened something deep within their memories.

…

Warm and Cheerful Community was a large residential area with a population of about ten thousand people. When disaster struck suddenly, most were lost, leaving fewer than two thousand survivors.

This group of people also stationed themselves in the underground parking garage, managed by a dozen security guards from the property company, who were fortunate not to encounter possession by test-takers.

But that was also their misfortune, as there were no Heavenly Demons to disrupt the order.

With more people, more resources were consumed.

After half a month, their stored supplies were running desperately low, and most had only been able to get the bare minimum for several days.

With the arrival of the apocalypse, the worst of human nature was exposed, worse than the test-takers, after all, test-takers still had to follow the Principle and grow, while they had no scruples.

Taking advantage of his weapons and food, the head of the security team had bullied several attractive women and rallied hundreds of young and strong people, allocating them better food to maintain order.

At this moment, they were planning to push the seriously injured and the elderly out to die to relieve the pressure and burden of food, and by detaining family members, they forced the remaining able-bodied to go out in search of food…

However, the oppressed young and strong were secretly plotting to kill a few security guards and take control of the underground parking garage.

Both sides were on the brink of conflict, exemplary in their display of the harsh law of the jungle.

…

“Geng Zhong, are you planning a rebellion?” The head of the security team was a man in his forties, with a sinister gaze, wearing a steel helmet, a stab-resistant vest, and holding a crossbow aimed at a young man in his twenties, who was holding a wrench over a foot long.

Behind him stood a well-equipped security team, armed with rubber batons, flail sticks, strong flashlights, explosion-proof steel forks, kitchen knives, and more.

In comparison, the young man’s side had more people, but most were bare-handed or at best equipped with wrenches, car fire extinguishers, and mop sticks.

“Rebellion, what are you anyway?” Geng Zhong couldn’t help but snort coldly, angrily saying, “We can’t even eat our fill, and yet you’re forcing us to go out and find food. How is that different from sending us to our deaths? We’re all going to die anyway, might as well die together.”

“You call going out to find food a death sentence, don’t you need to eat and drink? The garage has set the rules: distribute food according to contributions. For the supplies you bring back, you can keep half. What else are you dissatisfied with?” the head of security said. “Order, only by maintaining order can more people survive.”

“Sounds nice, you’re fat and full while the rest of us starve. Why don’t you go out and find food?” Geng Zhong said.

“Different social duties. I need to stay and maintain order. For more people to survive, someone has to make sacrifices,” the head of the security team said shamelessly. His crossbow still aimed at the people behind the young man, “Are you really going to rebel with him? I can give you a chance. Lay down your weapons now, and I can pretend this never happened. In this world, if you die that’s it…”

“You old bastard, we won’t let you have it easy even in death. You think we’re unprepared? If you dare to make a move, we can lift the cover that’s blocking the drain at any moment. Take a whiff of the air. Is that the smell of gasoline?” Geng Zhong sneered. “We’re all going to die together, aren’t we? Who’s afraid of whom?”

“…” The head of security’s face suddenly changed, “Geng Zhong, don’t be impulsive. If you’re unhappy with our policies, we can sit down and talk it out slowly. We’ve survived so hard, there’s no need for internal strife…”

At the height of tension,

sounds from the promotional vehicle of Charity Unlimited Company suddenly came from outside.

…

“… open the door for a surprise, the charity keeps on giving…”

“… an array of supplies, everything you could need. With just a little effort and a bit of luck, you can enjoy the good life before the end of days…”

“Charity Unlimited, always considering you, delivering kindness every day.”

…

What’s happening?

Both parties in the standoff were dumbfounded.

The apocalypse is over?

The government is distributing food?

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Geng Zhong looked at the security team captain and sneered, “Now that the officials are here, you’re dead meat.”

The security team captain’s face changed, and after listening closely to the broadcast, he soon laughed, “There’s no government, it’s clearly a more powerful force taking over. Geng Zhong, who do you think they’ll use, me or you and your bunch of gaunt burdens?”

This time, it was Geng Zhong’s turn to change his expression.

At that moment, someone who had gone out to scout came running back, shouting from afar, “Geng Zhong, stop fighting, there really are convoys outside with loads of food supplies, go out and get some food, we’re saved.”

Having said that, he hurried out again.

Meanwhile, the elderly, the sick, the women, and the children in the garage didn’t care about details; having starved for days, they had already rushed out at the mention of food.

In the blink of an eye.

Only the two confronting groups were left in the garage.

They looked at each other, their situation awkward.

“Brother Geng, why don’t we also go check it out? What if they really accept us? It’s better than waiting to die here,” a young man behind Geng Zhong swallowed and said in a low voice.

People are afraid of death, and given the chance to live, who would choose to risk their life?

“Right.” Geng Zhong nodded, glanced at the security team captain, and without looking back, headed out of the garage.

The security team captain was left behind with his group, somewhat at a loss.

A guard holding a stun baton looked around the empty garage and asked, “Boss, what should we do? Go out and get food too?”

“Get what? Let’s see how things are, if we can take it by force we will, if not, we’ll join them,” the security team captain said after a moment of silence, “In this chaotic world, strength is everything. We have so many strong men; we’d be welcome anywhere. As long as we stick together, we can have our place in any power, and no one can bully us.”

“Feng is right, we’ll follow you,” the group of guards, having tasted power in the garage, naturally looked up to the security team leader.

“Let’s go and see who’s stirring up trouble outside,” the security team captain said, gesturing for the others to follow as he led the way out.

…

“Don’t snatch, maintain order, one by one, we have plenty of supplies, everything you need, and if it’s not enough, we will bring more. See the name of our company? Charity Unlimited Company, our chairman is kind-hearted and won’t let anyone starve to death.”

Yao Tong held a megaphone, trying hard to maintain order.

Gu Kun, knife in hand, and a few dozen employees from the sales department guarded the ten or so trucks, sternly deterring anyone, “This is charitable goods, whoever tries to steal, we’ll break their hands.”

The loudspeakers on the trucks continued to broadcast the message.

The company’s employees intimidated and threatened, and the people from the garage, long repressed by the security team leader, were used to being submissive.

A few moments later.

The commotion gradually subsided, and everyone waited eagerly, eyes fixated on the supplies on the truck, as they awaited distribution.

Watching the crowd quiet down, Duge stepped forward with a megaphone, “Everyone, I am Qi Feihu, the chairman of Charity Unlimited Company. Although we are a charity, we are still a company that needs to keep running, so we can’t give you things for free. You’ll need to pay a price to buy them, which you have probably heard on the broadcast.

The price I need from you is a bit of strength, a bit of agility, a bit of luck. Giving up these things won’t affect your lives in any way, but it will allow you to get enough living supplies. Can you accept these terms?”

“Is the strength for you to use for work?” someone asked.

“No, it’s the strength within your body, you don’t need to do anything,” Duge replied with a smile.

“Okay, chairman, no need to talk further, I’ll buy,” someone couldn’t wait and stood out, “Never mind strength, as long as you feed me, I’d sell you my life.”

“We are a charity company, aimed to let more people survive, why would we want your lives?” Duge said shaking his head with a smile, avoiding further chatter, “Those willing to give strength, stand to my left; those willing to give agility, to my right; those willing to give luck, stay in the middle without moving. If you disagree with the trade, you may return to the underground garage. Joining a queue means agreeing to the trade. Then, you can go over there to collect supplies.”

Before the voice had completely faded.

Whoosh!

Thousands of people voluntarily split into three groups, not caring about strength, agility, or luck; they adhered to the principle of proximity.

For those who had been hungry for days, those things meant nothing.

First securing the supplies was the priority; surviving was what mattered.

Once everyone had queued up, Duge snapped his fingers, and Gu Kun and others opened the truck doors. People began to receive supplies one after another. Nobody felt they lost anything, and everything seemed like a regular charitable event, or post-disaster relief.

Those who received supplies felt as if they were dreaming; many even unconsciously pinched their thighs. Once sure everything was real, most looked at Qi Feihu as if he were a fool or an angel.

Of course, there were also those who were grateful; laden with supplies, they sobbed loudly, bowing repeatedly to Duge, calling him their savior.

…

Meanwhile, Duge’s attributes surged with each successive trade. His strength, agility, and senses rapidly improved, and his personal ranking shot up like a rocket, soaring higher and higher, and in a short while, he broke into the top thirty.