While others are struggling to survive and slaying zombies in the apocalypse, I'm hoarding supp

Luo Ning and his group entered the final checkpoint, and Ji Zhoubai surrounded them.

"Where's my food? Give it to me now, I'm starving!"

Ji Zhoubai was extremely anxious.

"Can't you be a little more dignified? What's the difference between you and the zombies outside?"

Luo Ning raised the insulated box in her hand, and Ji Zhoubai reached out to take it.

"It's easy for you to talk when you're not the one suffering. If you're so capable, try working for 40 or 50 hours straight and then eating bread with this cold water."

Luo Ning scoffed. She had resources, crystal cores, and points; why should she live such a miserable life?

"Where is the crystal core?"

Ji Zhoubai snatched the lunchbox, "You won't be shortchanged, let me have a couple of bites first."

Upon opening the lunchbox, the enticing aroma of the food almost brought tears to Ji Zhoubai's eyes.

It's been almost a month, nearly a month, and he's finally been able to eat something so delicious again.

Moreover, this one smells even better. If he weren't out of crystal cores, he would have liked to buy some more.

Ji Zhoubai stood at the gate with his lunchbox in hand and started eating. The familiar aroma of the food wafted to everyone at the gate.

It's been two months since the apocalypse, and they haven't had food like this in a long time.

Every day it's either plain white steamed buns or cloyingly sweet chocolate.

They're considered lucky. It's said that those who have no job and no awakened superpowers only get one steamed bun and one bottle of glucose or a small amount of salt water a day.

At least they have a steamed bun for every meal, and they can save some points to improve their family's life.

But after eating these things for so long, my mouth has long since lost its freshness.

They could have endured it if they hadn't smelled the delicious aroma of the food.

Now I smell the familiar scent, like I've returned to the pre-apocalyptic era when delicious food filled every street and alley.

Hidden desires were stirred up, and everyone stared at the lunchbox in Ji Zhoubai's hand.

They knew that the girl over there was a specially approved person from the base, not one of their own, yet she enjoyed the right to move freely.

They also recognized the person holding the lunchbox as Vice President Ji of the base's military hospital, a genius water-type healer who was already a third-tier water-type at a young age. People speculated that he would soon be able to upgrade to the fourth tier.

Ji Zhoubai ate a large bowl of stir-fried pork rice with his lunchbox.

While eating, Ji Zhoubai looked at 123 and said, "Why is 123 in such a state? It looks filthy."

Hearing his words, 123 raised her head and glared at him angrily, then buried her head even lower in Luo Ning's neck.

Waaaaah~, 123's lifelong reputation is ruined.

Luo Ning patted its head, glared at Ji Zhoubai, and said, "What's it to you? Eat your brains."

Ji Zhoubai asked this question casually, because filling his stomach was indeed very important right now.

Luo Ning didn't urge him, and looked around at the people around him.

Finally, just as Ji Zhoubai was finishing his meal, someone couldn't resist stepping forward.

"Dean Ji, Boss Luo, hello. May I ask where you bought this meal?"

Ji Zhoubai chewed his food and pointed at Luo Ning.

"It's what I sell. Each dish costs 20 crystal cores. Pre-orders are accepted, but it's only available for a limited time, first come, first served. Delivery to your door is also available."

Luo Ning blinked and spoke with a smile.

Upon hearing that a dish cost twenty crystal cores, the people around gasped in shock.

This is like robbing a bank! Twenty crystal cores would be enough for them to eat for a year.

People around immediately took a few steps back, and some even looked at Luo Ning with a hint of resentment towards the rich.

Selling it at such a high price, they must be desperate for money.

Luo Ning didn't care at all and reached out to Ji Zhoubai.

Ji Zhoubai glared at her, then reluctantly took out the crystal cores from his bracelet. "Count them, isn't it 450 crystal cores? Add the 50 for the deposit, that's a total of 500, right?"

That heartless girl emptied all the crystal cores from his body in one go.

Luo Ning smiled and accepted the crystal cores, counting them in front of everyone; there were exactly 450.

I put the crystal cores into my bracelet. "Adding 50 as a deposit, that makes exactly 500. Enjoy your meal, and welcome back next time."

Ji Zhoubai glared at her, feigning seriousness. What a wicked girl who got the benefits and still acted innocent.

Then he opened the lunchbox he had brought and poured the dishes that Luo Ning had given him into it one by one.

Someone noticed and counted, and found that there were only twenty dishes in total, including rice, vegetables, soup and dessert. Each dish contained twenty crystal cores, so there should be 400 crystal cores. How could there be 500?

When someone raised a question, Luo Ning replied with a smile, "Delivery to your door, delivery fee is 100 crystal cores."

Another collective gasp rippled through the crowd. They didn't even know if they could earn 100 crystal cores in a year, given away 100 at a time.

Moreover, judging from the crystal cores that Dean Ji just took out, they were all second-tier crystal cores with attributes, and not low-tier crystal cores.

Who can afford this?

Ji Zhoubai, clutching his precious lunchbox, asked Luo Ning for her contact information and ran inside.

That heartless girl's smile is always a bad omen; he'd better leave quickly.

Luo Ning glanced around and his gaze fell on the squads that had just returned.

Just because ordinary people can't afford it doesn't mean that they can't afford it.

The various teams that went out collected crystal cores, and after handing them over to the base in proportion, the rest were theirs.

Why do we work hard to earn points and crystals in this life? Isn't it just to make our lives a little better?

If you have money and don't treat yourself well, what's the point of making money?

Luo Ning glanced at Xiao Jie.

Xiao Jie walked into the car, took out a scroll, and headed towards the base gate.

This is the last and most important checkpoint of the Xuanwu Base, with two magnificent gates built here.

Two stone basalts, coated with a silver-gray polymer material, stand at the entrance.

There were two very high walls on either side.

Xiao Jie walked to the wall next to the gate and swiftly unrolled the scroll in his hand.

Inside was a giant GG poster, a huge poster measuring two meters by one and a half meters, which Xiao Jie had pasted on it.

This poster was designed by Luo Ning and Xiao Jie last night while they stayed up all night. It is brightly colored and has eye-catching content.

It's a poster for the opening of a family supermarket, showing what Luo Ning sells, prices, requirements, contact information, and some rules.

Not only that, there was also a small sign that said weapons could be upgraded, but the price was shockingly high.

The poster was large enough that people could see its contents without having to crowd around it.

Everything was so expensive it made you want to take two steps back. Besides the dish that cost twenty crystal cores, there was also a five-pound watermelon that cost twenty crystal cores, and five pounds of potatoes that cost twenty crystal cores...

Everything was so expensive that they couldn't afford it. Right now, the only person in the base willing to spend so many crystal cores just to eat a few dishes was probably Dean Ji.

It seems that Luo's post here isn't very effective.