In the supermarket, the food section.
Qin Feng walked past shelves, snacks, alcoholic beverages, and pre-packaged foods, all vanishing into thin air.
That's right!
He was stockpiling.
But, it was completely different from how everyone imagined stockpiling!
The dimensional space had a diameter of 1000 meters.
Its capacity exceeded 500 million cubic meters!
Fresh produce section.
Fruits, vegetables, meat.
The nuclear explosion occurred before the adventurers arrived on the doomsday planet, followed by a ten-day cold snap. Most of the fresh produce hadn't spoiled.
Rice!
Flour!
Clothes!
All sorts of items were swept away.
"Squawk..."
Despite the bird's considerable intelligence, it hadn't been sufficiently developed.
It seemed oblivious to Qin Feng's exaggerated actions, currently eating fish in its water tank.
Xiao Ruoruo and Zhou Haiyang were dumbfounded.
Where did the items go?
Shelf after shelf was being cleared!
The range for retrieving items into the dimensional space was ten meters.
This meant that as long as they were within ten meters of Qin Feng, all items could be instantly stored.
"Let's go!"
Qin Feng wasn't worried about his ability being exposed.
On the doomsday planet, only a few members of his team knew about his ability.
Blue Star netizens could see it through the live broadcast.
But!
There was no communication between the two sides.
This would only change with the next plot, when new personnel were introduced.
"To the next supply point!" Qin Feng dragged the bird.
"Squawk..."
The bird held a fish in its beak.
There was a three-day preparation period before the plot began.
Qin Feng intended to use these three days to fill his dimensional space!
Fortunately.
Shangjing was within the nuclear blast zone.
Either the people there had died, or they had fled immediately, leaving behind a large amount of supplies.
...
Half an hour later.
Dozens of people rushed into the supermarket.
Zhang Tianbao had clearly become the leader of this group.
Although a team had at most ten people, there was no rule against different teams acting together.
In short.
Most people were willing to follow him.
"What the hell?!"
As soon as they rushed into the supermarket, everyone was stunned.
Where was the food?
Where was the drink?
It had all disappeared!
Qin Feng had mainly stockpiled food and water, along with some essential tools, but he hadn't emptied the entire supermarket.
The problem was...
For other adventurers, food and water were also what they needed.
Fortunately!
Given the current capacity of the dimensional space, it was impossible to store all the food and water in the entire city of Shangjing.
...
The 19,500 adventurers worldwide were largely doing the same thing.
Choosing safe shelters and stockpiling vast quantities of supplies, hoping to survive these 60 days.
Zhang Tianbao's team was the largest.
It numbered over seventy people.
He was searching for a suitable shelter.
"This supermarket has food!"
It wasn't until dark that he finally found a supermarket that hadn't been looted.
Across the street from the supermarket was a residential complex.
"Listen up, everyone!"
He pointed to the complex and shouted, "We'll find a residential building, reinforce the windows with rebar and wire mesh, and seal off the elevators!"
"Is there anyone who knows welding? Come out and help!"
"Others, move the supplies!"
He began giving orders.
Of course, among the Great Xia country adventurers, not all of them followed him, excluding Qin Feng.
About ten kilometers away.
A six-person team was heading towards the western district.
"That idiot Zhang Tianbao, he really thinks he can survive the apocalypse after watching a few movies."
The man leading them was in his early thirties.
He had a small mustache, and his eyes flickered with intelligence: "In the last plot, everyone followed his lead, and what was the result?"
They survived, yes.
But!
Their team and individual scores were very low.
Why did Qin Feng win both team and individual first place?
Why did he pull so far ahead of the second place?
His name was Zhang Heng, and he was a logical thinker.
After the "The Day After Tomorrow" plot ended, he discovered many valuable details about Qin Feng.
A penguin.
A large bag of krill.
And down jackets, waterproof jackets, he was wrapped up like a zongzi.
He guessed Qin Feng had gone to a cold region.
Just as the high-level officials of the Great Xia country had deduced why Qin Feng could achieve such high scores,
He had also guessed it!
"Fortune favors the bold!"
A sturdy team member following him said in a deep voice, "This damned plot gets more dangerous with each iteration, you can't hide from it!"
"You can dodge the New Year's Day, but not the fifteenth, so we fight!" The others echoed.
The majority, led by Zhang Tianbao, were timid, defensive strategists.
They didn't consider the future.
They only wanted to survive the current plot.
But!
Zhang Heng's team represented the offensive.
They saw further and understood more clearly.
Hiding meant only death!
Out of nearly twenty thousand adventurers worldwide, over 90% were defensive strategists.
However, they would soon discover that only the offensive faction could survive.
...
The third day.
With only three hours left until the plot officially began.
Inside a theater.
Qin Feng was busy on the central stage.
Noose.
Gears.
Knives.
Various components were assembled step by step.
"Squawk..."
The bird squawked from below the stage.
It was very attached to Qin Feng now, trying to jump onto the stage repeatedly.
Because the stage was too high and its body too fat, it fell each time, landing spread-eagled.
Finally.
Qin Feng finished his work and jumped off the stage.
"Squawk..."
The bird quickly ran over.
"Captain, half an hour left," Xiao Ruoruo said urgently.
"Zhou Haiyang."
He walked to the theater entrance and pointed to a rope: "When you hear my command, pull this rope immediately, understand?"
"Remember! Stay hidden, don't get discovered!"
"Yes..."
Zhou Haiyang was cautious.
In terms of strength, inheriting Qian Tong's personal terminal, he was no weaker than Xiao Ruoruo.
But!
He had been on the doomsday planet for less than three days.
He hadn't experienced the last plot, nor had he personally experienced killing, and his courage was less than Xiao Ruoruo's.
Zombies were terrifying.
Qin Feng, who killed without batting an eye, was even more terrifying!
For these two to three days, he had been trembling with fear.
"Ruoruo."
Qin Feng looked at Xiao Ruoruo again: "When you hear the signal, pull down the pulley on the stage, not a second's delay!"
"Understood!"
Xiao Ruoruo nodded firmly.
If, during those ten days in Antarctica, she had ceased to be wary of Qin Feng.
And no longer thought he had designs on her.
Then, after achieving team and individual first place, her trust in Qin Feng was absolute, with no lingering doubts.
"I'm leaving," Qin Feng walked towards the exit.
"Squawk..."
The bird quickly followed.
"You stay here, it's dangerous outside!" Qin Feng said.
"Squawk..."
The bird didn't understand well and continued to follow.
"Ruoruo, you take the bird."
Qin Feng took some krill from his dimensional space and gave it to her: "Bird, stay with Ruoruo, I'll be back soon."
A few minutes later.
About two hundred meters from the theater.
Qin Feng stood on a plaza, staring intently at his personal terminal.
Clang!
His senses entered the dimensional space.
With a thought,
A four-foot-long saber appeared out of thin air.
A Modao!
The spine of the blade was nearly an inch thick, yet the edge was surprisingly thin.
He had found this from a renowned knife shop the day before.
The countdown began.
10!
9!
8!
...
Blue Star.
Netizens in various live broadcast rooms held their breath.
The Great Xia country live broadcast room was filled with comments.
- 'Is Qin Feng making a mechanism? How does he know how to do everything?'
- 'Is he crazy? Running directly into the open plaza, it's too exposed and he'll be easily surrounded!'
- 'The zombies in "Zombie Legion" are very fast!'
- 'It's over, this guy is going to die...'
- 'Is he planning to take on countless zombies alone?'
[Plot "Zombie Legion" officially begins.]
The voice seemed to resonate in his soul, or perhaps echo throughout heaven and earth.