In front of the table, Zheng Yifan looked at the screen of the computer in front of him, and his heart beat faster.

All the stocks that are automatically purchased are gaining momentum, and the red line touches the price limit at any time.

Once upon a time, he always fantasized about what if one day I had money.

Buying a luxury car? Buying a villa? Find a dozen young models to have an uncovered conference? Even play with the life of a local tyrant who plays with bags and adopted daughter stars.

But when he really touched this world that was only a fantasy before, he realized that the things he thought about would become simple and even within his reach when he had so much wealth.

But at this time, you will feel that there is something called responsibility that falls on your shoulders, and there is something called crisis that is ready to turn into a hungry wolf to prey on you at any time.

Now Zheng Yifan doesn't have much money, and he can't even bubble up in the financial market. But what about later? What about when he has a lot of money but no protective power to match?

At that time, the danger will not be safer than facing zombies in the last days.

Although he doesn't have much money now, time has proven the power. A force that can influence the world.

If it is announced, it is enough to cause the stock market to collapse. If the God Index is allowed to develop indefinitely, it will inevitably reach the point where it will affect the stock market.

The stock market is changing, turbulent, this has risen and fallen several times for more than two consecutive weeks, and many people are standing on the rooftop watching the index of the stock market jump off the building, and their hearts are also reported to be the same as the index, and they have left the world forever.

For more than two weeks, Zheng Yifan has been preparing materials to gain a foothold in the last days in addition to staring at the monitor every day and watching his constantly beating money.

2.8 million.

More than 21 times the profit flowed into Zheng Yifan's account. It's only been just over two weeks. Of course, such a high income is not common, it is completely a coincidence, and the three new stocks listed have made Zheng Yifan a lot of money with crazy momentum. Then it plummeted, making people's hearts tremble.

Every number is stained with blood, but what brings Zheng Yifan is surprise and hope!

Although all this money is obtained from those poor stockholders at the bottom of the society, if he does not take it, other financial predators will also take this money into their own pockets.

In this way, it is better to put it in your own hands, at least you can save some more lives in the last days. Give others a glimmer of hope to be alive.

The last days are a big gold hole, but how much money there is, filling it in is like pouring a bucket of water into the Pacific Ocean, and it can't stir up half a wave.

Zheng Yifan left 1.5 million in the stock account, took out 600,000 to invest in the trading company, and the remaining 700,000 was used to buy materials needed in the last days, with a total investment of 1 million, Zheng Yifan accounted for 51% of the shares, but he had long stated that he would only be the shopkeeper. The fat man Li Jun took 200,000 yuan and accounted for 20% of the shares and promised to solve the problems on the official face, and Zhao Kai and Tang Hao took shares. Zhao Kai took 14% mainly to run the business, try to pull orders and do a good job in market research, Tang Hao accounted for 15%, and temporarily acted as the general manager to manage the overall situation.

All have no opinion. Now, almost all their licenses are complete, and they are short of the qualification certificate of import and export enterprises.

That certificate, Li Jun has already made a package ticket, as long as his company's business has a good start, it will be done within a week.

Now, several brothers have begun to look for Zheng Yifan's long list of hundreds of goods to purchase channels and select the most inexpensive suppliers among them.

"I'm finally going to finish the first step of the plan."

Looking at a long order in front of him, Zheng Yifan smiled and smiled happily.

"Salt, a ton. has been transported to the end times. In a newly rented warehouse. ”

"Sugar, a ton, in a newly rented warehouse."

"Canned braised pork, unbranded workshop product, 20 boxes, 24 cans each. In the corner of the basement, "This thing is a rare commodity, even more precious than salt and sugar." Behind each order, there are follow-up orders that are exactly 100 times larger than the first order. The previous one is actually just a sample.

The samples have all arrived, and now they are being processed again, after all, some of them are ordered from regular manufacturers, all of them are handicrafts, and they are not in the scope of controlled knives at all. What he has to do now is to turn these crafts into murder weapons. A murder weapon that can deal with zombies and thugs who covet their wealth. As for the weapons produced by those small factories, Zheng Yifan can only hehe, the quality is really not much guaranteed.

The process was so simple that he had hired people to transport them all to a processing workshop that was only fifty or sixty square meters in size. All you need is a few grinding machines.

Buying these things for a total of 200,000 yuan, in the last days, Zheng Yifan took the time to rent a new warehouse, and the warehouse was only piled up in one corner. The other warehouses in use around that week are reserve warehouses for each team. Each warehouse has a thousand square meters. It is the heart of the major teams, and every warehouse is protected by the leader of the Howling Wind, and no one dares to put their hand here.

This is also the key to the continuation of the Howling Wind Base. The supplies that are constantly piled up here are living in the places where the suppliers gather. Then he was collected by the leader of the howling wind, and he became his own power through various channels.

The price of the warehouse is naturally very expensive, 1000 mourning crystals per month, the price is a bit expensive, and only a team of more than 1,000 people can afford to rent such a warehouse.

However, to be honest, Zheng Yifan did not dare to put particularly expensive things in the warehouse. In the absence of great power, wealth is a sin, and the most murderous people in the last days will take your wealth in the bloodiest ways.

"Ding-dong." The doorbell rang, it was long overdue, these workers were all hired by Zheng Yifan in the labor market, the price was good, and they were naturally very diligent, for them it was real time is money.

"Sir, your goods." The three porters at the door sweated profusely and put the goods at the door, their faces full of sweat and a little excitement. They don't care what the things inside are used for, in today's society, if you have milk, you are a mother, let alone such a generous local tyrant?

Yes, few people are willing to give such a high transportation fee, just three boxes are more than 300 catties, and the freight is almost a thousand yuan. The only requirement is to make them careful.

The package is not large, but it is all metal, and it takes a bit of effort. They are looking at the loading, all of them are some handicrafts, although they can now be placed in the category of controlled knives, but it still doesn't matter, the people don't hold officials accountable. As long as they don't hang around in front of the police station, no one will care about them.

Later, the goods received from the porters one after another, all of which showed Zheng Yifan's determination to protect himself.

The whole set of pure steel plate armor, pure steel tower shield, and European knight's sword were purchased from the small workshop in the name of bar accessories. All built according to medieval standards, but with more refined materials. For this reason, Zheng Yifan paid an extra 100,000 yuan for materials.

To deal with zombies, a relatively light weapon such as a knight's sword is enough. Chopping on the zombies will not take their lives, and the zombies will still move forward with their hands and feet cut off, even if they use bows and arrows on a large scale, as long as they are not the kind of archer who will inevitably hit the eye socket with a hundred steps, there is still nothing to do with them.

The best thing to use is a spear, or a machete, poke it in the head, poke a hole, destroy the brain tissue, and the zombie naturally loses the ability to move. And the machete, directly chopping his head, he can only convuls.

The current door-to-door delivery porters are the ones who deliver armor and weapons.

Because there were too many things, Zheng Yifan hired several groups of people and sent them in several batches, until fifty pairs of custom-made military leather boots arrived in the evening. That's it.

Looking at the goods in front of him, Zheng Yifan was busy with sweat, but he still smiled happily, these are the fundamentals of his foothold in the last days.

Not food, not canned food, not salt and sugar, but real force.

With a wave of his left hand, the familiar blue circle of light in mid-air reappeared, this time, he decided to make his strength in the apocalyptic world more stable, as for the real money?

Whatever? Put it somewhere. The capital of 1.5 million. It's enough to make him a lot of money rolling in the stock market.

(It is said that children with referral tickets, tips, and monthly passes are the happiest in the world, am I happy?) T.t let me feel happy! ）