The reborn me is the shit stirrer of the apocalypse

"Brother, do you think this is the devil on the 28th floor?"

Zhao Guowei followed Xiao Wu's line of sight and saw Su Mo's family. However, what surprised him was that the middle-aged man rowing the boat was an unfamiliar face.

"Let's go, follow them."

According to Zhao Guowei's past experience, every time he goes out early in the morning, there are almost no people around. Especially for the female devil with sufficient supplies, it is even less likely to go out so early.

If something goes wrong, there must be a monster. He followed Su Mo quietly, trying to pry out something and see if he could catch something.

However, when they witnessed a group of gangsters being subdued by their bare hands, especially when the female devil brutally terminated their little brother, they completely gave up this idea.

"Brother, why don't we leave? It's too scary."

Xiao Wu covered his penis tightly and frowned with his teeth bared. Even though the little gangster did deserve to die, he still felt the same way and couldn't help but shudder, as if he was the one being kicked.

"Let's go, let's go find the supplies ourselves."

Zhao Guowei only had a few leftovers in his heavy backpack, and he knew he had to find more food and survival necessities.

But in the final analysis, life is the most important thing. If life is lost, then everything is meaningless.

Weaving between half-collapsed buildings, in confusion, they suddenly found the largest building in the city standing majestically in front of them.

"Brother, let's go there and have a look. I heard that many bosses have rented offices there."

"Yes, supermarkets and other places have been robbed long ago."

"Okay, everyone, follow me. Xiaolong, you and Xiaodu are walking at the end carrying the kayak."

It’s not like Zhao Guowei never thought about asking his teammates to stay where they are and watch the kayak. Not to mention the dangers outside, the two teammates simply couldn’t resist. They were afraid that people would run away while paddling the kayak. In the end, people’s hearts are unpredictable.

The stairs wind up, and every step seems to carry an unknown challenge. Everyone looked at each other silently in tacit understanding, and their eyes revealed their desire for supplies.

On each floor, they carefully searched for surviving supplies of food, medical supplies and other necessities.

The once busy workplace is now deserted, the silence in the ruins contrasting sharply with the sound of footsteps on the stairs.

The tenth floor is a telemarketing company. Apart from the phone book, the only things you can find are some leftover buns, a half-pack of damp potato chips that were opened, and some instant coffee to forcefully renew your life.

"Holy shit, brother, come quickly."

There used to be a live broadcast room for agricultural products next door to the telemarketing company. The abandoned live broadcast room now makes people lament the prosperity of the past. There are still old promotional posters on the door, but they are now yellowed and faded. Opening the door, a peaceful farm scene comes into view.

There are various samples of agricultural products piled up in the live broadcast room. In a corner, there are some unopened rice. The picture of farmland is clearly visible on the packaging, which seems to have the smell of the land.

Close to the wall, there are rotten pumpkins, their former bright colors ravaged by time, turning yellow and broken.

A foul-smelling sap oozes from cracks in the pumpkin's surface, attracting a swarm of squirming maggots. They arch over the rotting pumpkin, creating a physically uncomfortable scene.

In addition, various agricultural and sideline products are placed on the shelves, such as old jams, cans and honey.

"I'm going to make a fortune."

Xiaolong first picked up a jar of honey. Regardless of whether it was too sweet, he opened it and poured it into his mouth.

As the sweetness spread, he eventually coughed because it was too sweet.

No rules, no standards.

They all must abide by the rule that they cannot hide the food they find and must hand it in collectively for unified distribution. Usually we eat a little secretly, and everyone tacitly understands it without making any noise, so we just turn a blind eye and pass by.

But obviously this time the movement was a bit loud, not to mention that it was such a good thing as honey. He ate a small jar at a time, which made Xiao Zhuang, who already disliked Xiao Long, yell and curse on the spot.

"What's wrong with you? Are you eating alone? These are team supplies."

"I found it first. I was hungry and had a few bites."'

Xiaolong knew that he was in the wrong, so he didn't dare to be too arrogant and explained in a good voice.

"What's wrong with the one you found first? Who's not hungry here? You take a bite and he takes a bite. Are the old ladies at home drinking the northwest wind?"

Xiaolong's silent look made Xiaozhuang even more arrogant and started to curse.

"Do you know what your behavior is called? It's called a thief. If you go any further, you are just stealing things from the public house, and you will be criticized and beheaded."

"Bah, don't think I'm afraid of you because I don't speak. You're not a good person either. You dare to say that you didn't eat the half pack of potato chips just now, but you have the nerve to accuse me. I think you're like a bat with chicken feathers on your body - —What kind of bird are you?"

"I think you are looking for death."

The two of them took each other's mother as the center of the circle and the eighteen generations of their ancestors as the radius. The more they cursed, the more fierce and dirty they became. It was simply unsightly, and in the end they even got angry.

The people next to him could not persuade him no matter what, and in the end they could only call Zhao Guowei down who was searching for supplies upstairs.

"stop fighting."

The two were fighting vigorously, ignoring Zhao Guowei's orders.

"I said stop fighting, can't you hear me?"

The two people's deafness directly annoyed him. He motioned to his teammates who were watching the show to pull away from the two of them, while he stepped forward and gave each of them a big showdown.

"That's enough, stop arguing. Just eat. I'll pretend I didn't see you this time. Next time, you all will get out of here."

"What a bull, I will fuck you sooner or later, you really used chicken feathers as an arrow."

"What the hell, you know how to get along with me. You think you are the aunt of the neighborhood committee."

"It's okay. If I had known, I would have eaten first."

Although they didn't say anything, the dissatisfaction in their hearts gradually spread among the team.

Zhao Guowei used the skill of inner listening to find out everyone's hearts. He didn't express anything, but he was already thinking about how to kill the chickens to scare the monkeys and eradicate the dissenters.

This small episode became a subtle seed that planted the seeds of future conflicts.

"Let's go, we've searched everything here, hurry up."

As they climbed up, on the twenty-fifth floor, they discovered a batch of brand new banana phones, which were obviously lottery gifts prepared by the big anchor.

In the past, for mobile phones, my fingers were stretched straight, and I could stay in the live broadcast room for two or three hours. Now, it is not as good as the dry battery next to it, which makes people happy.

The higher you go, the more luxurious the office decoration is, but there are fewer and fewer usable things.

Antiques in prosperous times, gold in troubled times, the office is full of antique calligraphy and paintings, except for gold, there is no desire to reach out for anything else.

Of course, the team placed its greatest expectations on the sixtieth floor. When they came to this floor, they were really surprised.