Stockpiling for the Apocalypse: This Time, I'll Beat It
Chapter 550

The Last Supper

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By the time Bai Yaoyao arrived with Chen Yixuan, the gathering was already in full swing.

A-Dai had been watching the entrance the whole time and only broke into a smile when Sister Yao returned.

"Sister Yao, come on! Great Sage and the little monkeys just finished grilling the first batch of meat."

"Coming! Give me a leg!" Bai Yaoyao teleported over to the table and took the grilled meat straight from Great Sage's hands.

Those present included the leaders of the support teams from the various bases, the leaders of Dark Night Base, the Black Night Squad, and the Taoist Squad.

There was also Taoist Feng Qing, her Master, and her brothers-in-arms!

Looking at everyone's faces in the glow of the bonfire, Bai Yaoyao couldn't help smiling.

It was so good to have met everyone in this second life.

When talk turned to tomorrow's battle, something seemed to come over Ouyang Ning. He slammed the table, stood up, and pointed at the sky!

"Base Chief, if I, Ouyang Ning, don't drive back every last zombie tomorrow, I swear I won't return to the base! I'm willing to die fighting at its gates and protect our Dark Night Base with my life!"

Bai Yaoyao had just taken a sip of beer brewed from spatial wheat. It smelled incredible, but before she could savor it, Ouyang Ning's words made her spit it straight out.

Die fighting at the fucking gates? Here we go again!

Bai Yaoyao jumped up and let loose. "Are you out of your mind? What's all this talk about dying? Sit down, knock on the table, and say 'Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey!'"

Ouyang Ning chuckled, rubbed his big round head, and obediently knocked on the table, saying "Ptooey" a few times.

Everyone burst out laughing.

"This is wonderful. I

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