Apocalypse Choices: Starting with 100 Million American Cockroaches
Chapter 3

The Second Choice

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Lin Yu had been with this group for nearly two months, so naturally, he knew what kind of person Yellow Hair was.

Before the apocalypse, he had been a petty thug.

After the apocalypse, luck had been on his side, and he had managed to become a Transcendent.

And people like him...

Cared about saving face above all else.

If you embarrassed him, he could hold a grudge for a month, and whenever anything came up, he might find a way to trip you up.

Conversely.

If you showed him respect, he would lend you a hand when he could.

One loaf of bread bought a potential helping hand in the future and spared him a guaranteed enemy.

There were only benefits, no drawbacks.

As for that loaf, it might have been an essential strategic resource to the old Lin Yu.

But now, it was no longer so important.

With his Analysis ability.

Starving to death would be difficult!

Just then.

The middle-aged man beside him, who was in his forties, walked over to Lin Yu and said gratefully, "Thank you. I was going to pick Option B too, but when I saw you standing here..."

"You looked like a smart kid, so I followed you."

"If I hadn't..."

"I would've died too!"

The man glanced at the five corpses on the other side, still shaken and filled with lingering fear.

"Don't thank me. It had nothing to do with me."

Lin Yu turned and walked back into the crowd.

If Lin Yu remembered correctly, this man's name was Wang Tian.

He was another unfortunate soul. When the apocalypse first struck, his wife and daughter had both died horribly at the hands of Anomalies. He alone had escaped.

But in the apocalypse...

Who wasn't unfortunate?

Even those Transcendents...

Were no different.

He had just returned to the crowd.

A seductive woman with an excellent figure and skimpy, revealing clothes walked over. Swaying her hips slightly, she stopped before Lin Yu and leaned forward, exposing a broad expanse of pale skin. Her eyes flickered alluringly as she spoke in a weak, pitiful voice:

"Hey, could you spare me half a loaf?"

"If you give me half a loaf, tonight I... can keep you very good company."

As she spoke.

The woman deliberately thrust out her chest.

Lin Yu did not even raise his eyes. His voice was cold and hard:

"Get lost."

The colder you were in the apocalypse, the more unnecessary trouble you could avoid.

The woman's expression soured, and she trembled slightly with anger. She had never expected Lin Yu to be so heartless. She was a reasonably attractive woman, after all!

And she was especially confident in her figure!

She had approached him and made her offer so blatantly.

And all she got was... "Get lost"?

Her expression turned ugly:

"You..."

Lin Yu's gaze remained calm as he drew a dagger from his clothes and instantly pressed it against her chest.

"What about me?"

Feeling the metal against her body, the woman was instantly terrified. Her face went pale, her legs weakened, and her eyes filled with fear. Her voice trembled. "N-no... don't..."

Lin Yu's expression remained calm as he slowly slid the dagger upward against her skin, then...

Pressed it against her throat.

One push would be enough to make blood bloom.

Many of the surrounding survivors turned to look, their eyes filled with wariness and shock.

They had never expected...

This young, good-looking man to be so ruthless...

The woman's face was deathly pale. Despair overwhelmed her, and tears streamed down her cheeks;

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I only wanted..."

Before she could finish.

Lin Yu put away the dagger and said coldly:

"Get lost!"

Feeling as though she had narrowly escaped death, the woman's legs gave out, and she sank to the ground.

For that brief instant...

She had felt...

As though Lin Yu really intended to kill her.

The other survivors who had been harboring ulterior motives immediately marked Lin Yu as someone not to be trifled with. Not daring to approach him, they turned their attention to the thin woman and the middle-aged man who had also just received food.

Of course...

The Survival Squad's rules kept them from taking it by force, so they could only try other methods.

Lin Yu put away his dagger, his gaze calm throughout.

He had not merely been trying to scare her.

If the woman had kept pestering him, he would have driven that dagger in.

It would not have been his first time killing someone, anyway.

The first time was unfamiliar...

The second came easier.

In the apocalypse, if you did not even dare kill someone, you might as well die sooner rather than later.

The seductive woman who had approached him was named Zhou Mei. Since joining the group, she had taken part in only one [Choice], and even that had been a [Choice] guaranteed to be completely safe.

Logically...

Her supplies should not have lasted.

Yet.

She had survived until now, and was even living fairly well.

She did it by selling her body.

Half a loaf bought a night.

A bottle of water bought a night.

In this brutal apocalypse, the body was indeed a useful bargaining chip.

But Lin Yu was not interested.

He found it filthy.

Just then...

Text flashed across the floating screen once more.

The second [Choice] appeared!

"If you were offered a random vehicle and had to select one of the following [Choices], you would choose..."

"A. Lose one hand."

"B. Race a Demon Spirit Rabbit and win."

The moment they saw the [Choice], everyone's breathing quickened. Their eyes reddened with overwhelming excitement!

A vehicle!

It was actually a vehicle!

What mattered most when escaping danger in the apocalypse?

First came food.

Second came vehicles.

For the Survival Squad, which constantly had to flee, vehicles were second only to food in importance!

When danger struck, you did not have to be the fastest.

You only had to be faster than someone else.

Their group had just eight vehicles, and that count even included bicycles.

The remaining hundred-odd people could only follow behind on foot whenever they moved.

If danger really struck.

They would be the first to die!

So, having a vehicle meant getting ahead of over a hundred people and securing a spot at the very front of the group!

Now...

They had a chance to get a vehicle!

This was an opportunity that came once in a lifetime!

The survivors grew excited.

"A vehicle! It's actually a vehicle!"

"If I could get a vehicle, even losing a hand... would be worth it! Your life matters far more than a hand!"

"What kind of rabbit is a Demon Spirit Rabbit? I wonder how fast it is."

"Forget it. Humans can't outrun even an ordinary rabbit!"

"But what if we can?! It's only a race, so it shouldn't be dangerous, right?"

"Not dangerous? Heh. Why don't you try, then?"

"I... forget it..."

The survivors were wildly excited.

Even the few Transcendents narrowed their eyes slightly, showing some interest.

Vehicles did not just include conventional models such as jeeps, sedans, and electric bikes. Transcendent Vehicles with special abilities also counted.

According to rumors.

Someone in Cloud Province had obtained a flying sword transport. Not only could he ride it through the air, but he could also wield it to kill, immediately joining the ranks of the strongest Transcendents!

If...

They could obtain a special Transcendent Transport...

It would be worth it even if all the ordinary people died!

Interest gleamed in Shen Sui's eyes. A smile curled at the corner of his mouth as he swept his gaze over the crowd...

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