"Thunk, thunk, thunk, thunk, thunk!"
At that moment, in a storage warehouse in the center of the provincial capital, Sun Xiaoqiang held a bottle of juice and gulped down several large mouthfuls.
"Ahh... ha, so sweet..."
Sun Xiaoqiang smacked his lips, looking thoroughly satisfied. This juice had a shelf life of two and a half years and had not expired yet.
Chen Ming, beside him, looked over the ingredients list.
"With a shelf life this long, it's probably nothing but chemicals and artificial junk."
"Then I'll take that burden off your hands."
Sun Xiaoqiang snatched the drink from his hand.
Further back, Sun Yuhang, Wu Dan, Li Yun, and the others were busy carrying box after box of supplies.
"Hey, Xiaoqiang, get over here and work already. Don't just stand around slacking off."
"Yeah, okay! Coming right up!"
Sun Xiaoqiang agreed readily, but after taking two steps forward, he suddenly stopped and rubbed his thighs together.
Li Yun found this strange.
"What's wrong with you now?"
"I need to pee."
"..." Li Yun was speechless. She silently muttered to herself, What a lazy mule—if it isn't taking a dump, it's taking a leak...
"Don't you guys drink my juice behind my back."
After giving them that warning, Sun Xiaoqiang set the two bottles of juice on a box and turned to leave the warehouse.
He headed straight outside. On the ruined streets of the apocalypse, buildings had collapsed, cracks covered the ground, and moss grew everywhere.
Since it was already the apocalypse, there was no need to look for a restroom.
Sun Xiaoqiang planned to take care of it right there in the street.
"Huh? What's this?"
Looking down, he discovered crisscrossing bloodstains on the street. They were extremely dense and formed strange patterns that stretched into the distance.
Curious,