Chapter 2: The Dark Age

Click~!

The dim light in the room flickered slightly, then disappeared, and Ye Qiuming, who was lying on the waterbed, woke up from deep thought.

"Is there a power outage?" looked at the room lamp that had lost its light for no reason, but his face was not panicked, as if he had expected it.

In the dark, Ye Qiuming picked up his mobile phone and looked at the time, and then muttered, "These things should be next, right?"

Ding Ding Ding~!Ding Ding Ding~!

As soon as he finished speaking, a slight bell rang immediately:

"Young master, the things have been transported to the warehouse, and all the people in the warehouse have been cleaned up~!"

"Well, I know, Uncle Zhang~!"

The old voice in the mobile phone rang, and Ye Qiuming immediately replied.

This old voice is Zhang Yisheng, the chief housekeeper of the Ye family, who has extremely high seniority in the Ye family, even Ye Qiuming must be extremely respectful.

Hiss~!

As soon as the phone was hung up, I saw a white light flash on the mobile phone screen, and after hearing a few slight 'hissing' sounds, the mobile phone could no longer light up at all.

"Here we go~!"

Muttered, casually threw away the phone, Ye Qiuming, who didn't feel strange about it at all, but then the faint moonlight glanced at the woman who slept next to him with a little headache, in the previous life, this woman woke up and found that the world had changed, so she left directly, and she has never seen her since.

When I heard the news of this woman, this woman was already the empress Xiahou who was high up and looked down on the world~!

One has unlimited scenery, and the other is unknown.

To stay or not to stay?

Or to kill or not to kill?

Or do you want to keep it for yourself?

After hesitating for a moment, Ye Qiuming immediately got up, walked to the window by the faint starlight in the night, and picked up the sticky note on the table:

"The world has changed, what I said before is true, so I can do it for myself~!"

"Since you can't make up your mind, maybe this is the best way, just like the last ten years~!" he thought.

In just seventeen traditional characters, Ye Qiuming wrote it in the dark without hindrance, all of which were used to ten years in the last ten years, and after writing, he casually pasted it on the glass of the window in a very obvious position, and then walked out of the room.

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The end of the world is not an instant, the power outage is only the first phenomenon, it is two or three o'clock in the morning, ordinary people will rarely find abnormalities, and even if they do, they just think it is a normal phenomenon of power outage.

This is not news to be alarmed in the Great Celestial Empire, and it will not cause panic immediately!

On the dark road, Ye Qiuming walked forward, he walked fast, but he didn't drive, because he knew that as the mobile phone lost its function, the car could no longer be driven at this time.

The power of technology has become a thing of the past with the advent of the end times.

The warehouse in the suburbs of the west of the city, this is a small warehouse that the Ye Group forcibly bought last night, with an area of about 1,000 square meters, two floors above and below, and a three-meter height of the courtyard wall in the outer courtyard.

The walls of the inner courtyard are all made of alloy, and even the windows are welded with iron bars, which look like a metal cage at a glance, all of which Ye Qiuming needs, although there is still a gap between what he thinks in his heart, but Ye Qiuming is still quite satisfied with it.

After all, it is not easy to find such a warehouse in a hurry, even if the huge Ye Group is used, but it is not easy here.

At this time, the warehouse yard was already full of large and small wooden boxes, which were draped with rain cloths to protect them from moisture or sun.

The small warehouse in the courtyard is tightly sealed, and only the slight gap between the iron bars of the window will let in the slightest light.

When Ye Qiuming came here, the sky was already slightly white.

He took a break, took out some canned food, and after a simple breakfast, he began to organize the various resources.

10,000 catties of grain, 1,000 boxes of pure water, dried fruits. Canned food, fruits, clothes, quilts, bacon, as well as crossbow arrows, knives, armor, various armor weapons, etc.

In addition to a variety of daily necessities, although there are not many weapons, they are not a few, almost the entire small warehouse is piled up, and by the way, even the courtyard outside has not been spared~!

Half an hour later, after tidying up the warehouse, he was holding an open mountain knife in his hand, but at this time, he was already covered with a metal armor all over his body, and the armor was pitch black, even if it was under the light, it would not reflect the slightest light.

Armor is a style of ancient fish scale armor, and pieces of alloy armor in the shape of black fish scales are connected by special silk threads, and these are perhaps the only remaining modern techniques.

In ancient times, this kind of fish scale armor was hard to find, just from the material, the ancients could not make it, from the face, wrists, gloves, a set of armor weighed less than twenty catties, but it wrapped Ye Qiuming like an iron man, and the whole body defense was impermeable.

This set of armor was an armor that Ye Qiuming ordered Uncle Zhang to forcibly buy last night, this was originally an exhibit, but it became a personal item under the strength of the Ye family.

Maybe this is the last role of the chaebol, Uncle Zhang, as the chief housekeeper of the Ye family, although he was surprised by his young master's approach, he completed Ye Qiuming's task very obediently.

I glanced at the newly worn mechanical watch in my hand, which was also one of the things that had not been destroyed.

7:01

He pushed open the door of the warehouse and walked towards the outside of the warehouse, as for the warehouse, this place was only known to Ye Qiuming except for Zhang Wei, and it was very hidden.

As for Uncle Zhang, he couldn't help but sigh slightly in his heart.

There have always been two speculations about zombies in the last days, the first is a virus infection, which is the most believed by people.

For those who are physically strong, the virus is very likely to produce antibodies and avoid the first infection, while the elderly are very unlikely to resist the weak and sick.

The second is genes, zombies belong to genetic mutations, a kind of human beings who have failed genetic mutations, and this speculation comes from mutated creatures.

However, there are not many people who believe it, after all, the difference between the two is too obvious.

But no matter what kind of reason it is, Ye Qiuming also understands that Uncle Zhang will become a zombie.

"The end of the world?hehe~!"

The first rays of sunlight fell in the morning, which made him feel a lot more relaxed in an instant, Ye Qiuming raised his hand slightly to cover it, and after his eyes were used to it, he turned around and locked the iron door of the warehouse, and then walked out with a knife.

With this step, Ye Qiuming understood that he was about to usher in his new life.

And from this moment on, the world will enter a new century, an era called the Dark Age, a dark age of mankind, destruction and rebirth, no law, moral loss, a game century full of life and death~!

Killing the party is the only survival criterion~!

The fittest and the strong coexist~!

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In the new book period, the number of words in the chapters may be unstable, how many or too little, don't blame you~!