His first kill

He was now just 12 kilograms of wood and 75 kilograms of iron away from upgrading. The iron door and the iron food supply crate from earlier had weighed quite a bit.

There was a problem Lin Feng had to deal with now: there was no room to move around in the elevator, and he also had to clear enough space for another 75 kilograms of iron.

So Lin Feng could only dismantle two chairs, chop them up, and stack them on the woodpile.

"I should eat something first."

Lin Feng took out the filled chocolate and finished it in a few bites. Chocolate was very high in calories, and after eating it, he immediately felt a little fuller.

Then he went over to the screen to see whether the item he had listed for trade had sold.

"Sure enough, it sold."

Lin Feng had known someone would buy it. After all, it was still meat.

After he tapped to collect the item, a five-kilogram scale weight appeared out of thin air and crashed down right in front of him.

"Holy shit, it just appears like that??"

Looking at the weight that had nearly landed on his foot, Lin Feng silently backed away a little.

Meanwhile, the chat room was buzzing, because two survivors had entered the same floor!

[Guys, I tested it myself, and it works. You can team up with someone else and enter their elevator. That's what we did. I'm in his elevator now, and we've moved all my supplies over. We only need another 20 kilograms of wood to upgrade the elevator to level 2.]

[You're awesome, boss! Hurry up and upgrade to level 2. Show us what changes a level 2 elevator has.]

[No problem. We're going to sort out our supplies first. Gotta go.]

Reading the conversation in the chat room, Lin Feng felt something was very wrong. It wasn't that he had a dark mind, but he believed things couldn't possibly be that simple. How could two strangers trust each other completely under circumstances with no moral or legal restraints?

But the others hadn't noticed anything wrong at this point. After all, most people still had boundaries and generally wouldn't think in terms of murder.

"Either way, if I run into other survivors in the future, I'd better be careful."

Lin Feng checked his pistol. As long as he had this gun, he really didn't believe anyone would cause trouble for him.

In another elevator, a fairly attractive woman was being pinned against the wall.

The man assaulting her was the one who had just spoken in the chat. That was right-this wasn't cooperation, but robbery.

After entering the floor, the man had happened to see the woman coming out from the opposite side and had gotten an evil idea. Relying on his overwhelming strength, he had knocked her unconscious and thrown her into his elevator.

Then he had stripped everything out of her elevator.

"Please, let me go..."

"Let you go? Heh. From now on, just behave and be my plaything. There's nothing to do in the elevator anyway."

The man licked her neck, and then...

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The afternoon soon passed, and the half bottle of water Lin Feng had collected from the stream and listed on the exchange that afternoon also sold.

The price was likewise five kilograms of iron. Now he still needed another 70 kilograms.

"Hopefully the next floor will be nothing but iron."

After saying that, Lin Feng lay back in his chair and fell asleep.

Beep! The floor the host will soon enter is the Recycling Center. There are no dangers on this floor. It contains large quantities of scrap iron, wastepaper, and other recyclables.

Hearing the system's voice in his sleep, Lin Feng sat straight up.

The next floor has no dangers?

And there's lots of scrap iron!

Doesn't that mean I can upgrade the elevator straight away?

My luck really is pretty damn good.

"Ding-dong! The elevator is going up. Please hold on securely."

"Going up?"

Lin Feng was puzzled. Hadn't it always gone down before?

Won't going up take me back to the previous floor?

Despite all his questions, he had nowhere to get answers. The elevator had already arrived, so Lin Feng opened the door and walked straight out.

Looking up, he saw a mountain of scrap. Fortunately, it wasn't a mountain of garbage, and everything had already been sorted.

After finding the metal section, Lin Feng did indeed find plenty of scrap iron.

"Hahahaha, I'm rich! So much iron! If I list this on the exchange, I'll make a killing!!"

Just then, a sudden voice rang out. Lin Feng instantly tensed and drew his pistol.

Someone else is here!

But the other person hadn't spotted him yet. He was directly opposite Lin Feng, but the pile of scrap iron blocked his view.

Lin Feng now had two choices.

One was to kill him and take his possessions. The other was to coexist peacefully with him. After all, there was far more scrap iron here than the two of them could take. But as things stood, Lin Feng had a gun and held the absolute advantage.

"Sorry, buddy."

Lin Feng switched off the pistol's safety, then walked out in a crouch. The other man had just picked up an armful of scrap iron and was whistling as he prepared to return to his elevator.

"Stay right there!"

Lin Feng aimed the gun at the young man with both hands.

"Holy shit!"

"Bro, don't-don't shoot! Don't shoot! You're a survivor too, right? How about we team up?"

The young man reacted very quickly, hastily dropping the scrap iron and raising his hands as he made his suggestion.

A smile curved Lin Feng's lips.

"Sure, but I need to see some sincerity. After all, I have a gun, so exploring floors will be safer in the future."

"No problem! I'll move everything I have into your elevator right away!"

With that, the young man hurried toward his elevator.

Like hell! Who the fuck wants to team up with you!

Back in his elevator, the young man picked up a razor blade and concealed it in his palm. Then he lifted a box and slowly walked toward Lin Feng. Thinking himself clever, he believed that if he launched a surprise attack, Lin Feng definitely wouldn't react in time. Then wouldn't the gun in Lin Feng's hand be his?

"Bro, don't shoot. I'm bringing you everything right now!"

As the young man spoke, he kept walking forward. Suddenly, he hurled the box at Lin Feng, then slashed straight at Lin Feng's neck with the razor blade in his hand.

Lin Feng's pupils contracted slightly. Reacting swiftly, he raised his hand and fired.

Bang!!

A gunshot rang out, and the bullet struck the man squarely in the forehead.

The entire back of his head burst apart like a watermelon.

"Urgh!"

Looking at the bloody sight, Lin Feng couldn't help dry-heaving. This felt completely different from facing zombies.

Soon, blood stained the entire elevator floor red. Looking at the young man who had died with his eyes still open, Lin Feng overcame his discomfort and walked into the elevator.