End of the World: Start by controlling a god's altar

Su Yuan ignored the shop owner's strange look and said unhappily: "Why are you talking so much nonsense? I bought it for fun. What's your business?"

The shop owner touched the 20,000 yuan in his arms and smiled without any temper: "Okay, okay, pay the money and you're the boss. I'll pack it for you right away."

Su Yuan certainly didn't buy it for fun. The end of the world is coming, and the mutated insects are even more terrifying than zombies.

Especially the mutated mantis!

In his previous life, Su Yuan had seen big guys with a body length of three or four meters!

The serrated blade feet of the mutated mantis can easily tear zombies apart. The hardness is comparable to steel, but the weight is more than half lighter than steel, which left a very deep impression on Su Yuan.

Now, while the end of the world has not yet come, buy the mantis and put it in a cage. After the insect mutates, he can collect a wave of crystal cores leisurely.

He can also remove the blade feet of the mantis and use it as a weapon, killing two birds with one stone, a sure profit!

Su Yuan then added, "I want all the mantises in the market. Put them in a larger iron cage. You have to do this for me within an hour. I'll give you 5,000 yuan as a commission."

Su Yuan knew that it was too late for him to buy all the mantises in a short time, so he had to ask the local tyrant to do it.

As long as the speed was fast enough and time was saved, it didn't matter if he had to give some money. After tonight, these colorful bills would become toilet paper.

The real hard currency in the end times is energy points, and energy points can't be bought with money.

When the shop owner heard this, his eyes fell into the money hole, "Five thousand? OK! Just wait and see!"

Money can make the devil push the mill, and the shop owner jumped up and down. He put on a flattering smile on his face, politely invited Su Yuan to the store, and served him with good cigarettes and tea.

Su Yuan frowned. Time was running out. He didn't have time to waste.

He looked at his watch and added, "Remember, it's only one hour. Once the time is up, I won't even pay you."

The shop owner's face tightened when he heard this, and he rushed out.

Su Yuan counted the time in his mind, trying to recall the experience at the beginning of the doomsday.

Now the first step is halfway done, and he can go buy some outdoor survival equipment later.

...

Only more than fifty minutes had passed, and the shop owner ran back out of breath and handed Su Yuan a list.

Su Yuan's eyes skipped the dazzling array of mantis species and directly locked on the final number.

3,756 mantises, a total of 145,000 yuan.

He was barely satisfied with this number, and it would be better if there were more.

"Hehe, this is all the inventory in our Qingzhou market, all packed in iron mesh cages according to your requirements." The shop owner said with a smile.

Su Yuan nodded, walked to the cage and took a quick look. He opened the bag and took out the balance of 130,000 yuan and threw it over.

In an era when everyone is used to mobile scanning payment, ordinary people rarely have the opportunity to see so much cash at one time.

The shop owner was stunned, especially when he found that there were still tens of thousands of yuan in Su Yuan's bag. His eyes suddenly flashed, but he covered it up in an instant!

Then, the shop owner pretended to be attentive and said: "Brother, I have a truck. Just tell me where you want to send it. Free delivery to your door. Otherwise, you can't take so many things away."

Su Yuan put away the bag and smiled lightly: "Then I'll trouble you."

The shop owner's face was happy, and he hurriedly said: "Just call me Lao Wu. This is what we should do, you're welcome."

There was nothing wrong along the way.

After returning home, Lao Wu took the initiative to help Su Yuan move all the cages into the house.

Before leaving, he asked Su Yuan intentionally or unintentionally whether he usually lived alone.

Su Yuan smiled and nodded meaningfully. He thought to himself: I guess that pile of cash is what Old Wu is thinking about.

…

Su Yuan's house is not big, but there is a 40-square-meter basement. He moved all the sundries out, and then moved the cages to the basement without stopping, and placed them in rows.

Then he found the wires and peeled off a piece of insulation every certain distance. Use the wires to connect each cage together to make an electric grid.

In this way, when the insects mutate, he only needs to push the switch outside to turn these insects into smoking proteins and easily harvest crystal nuclei.

…

Finally, everything was done, and there were still three hours left.

During this period, Su Yuan called the robber more than a dozen times, but the other party was always turned off, and Su Linger's phone was the same.

In desperation, he locked the iron door of the basement and made a special trip to Lakeside Park to check the location.

The altar of the gods stood quietly not far from the entrance of the park, and within a hundred meters around the altar, a large group of armed policemen set up a strict cordon, prohibiting anyone from approaching at will.

Everything was exactly the same as the information in his memory, not a single bit different!

After confirming the location of the altar of the gods, the last stone in Su Yuan's heart fell immediately. Seeing that it was getting dark, he prepared to go home.

Suddenly, he saw a store selling outdoor adventure equipment on the first floor of the commercial building opposite the park. When he approached, he was interested in a well-made engineer shovel on the shelf.

Unexpectedly, the owner of this store opened his mouth. The engineering shovel that usually sells for more than 800 a piece is now priced at more than 3,000, the price has increased several times!

"This is the price, buy it or not. Who knows when the aliens will come, maybe I will raise the price tomorrow."

The owner's attitude is extremely bad. Not only was food and water in short supply, outdoor survival equipment was also in hot demand, so he raised the price.

"Haha!" Su Yuan smiled, "Okay, then I'll come back tomorrow to get it, and I won't give you a penny."

After saying that, he took a taxi home and ordered a box of beer and a table full of barbecue from takeaway.

Then he watched a movie, stroked his string, and waited for the end to come.

In nine years of apocalyptic life, he had never had a good meal. This barbecue meal is already a rare delicacy for him.

At 19:11 in the afternoon, with only a few minutes left before the end of the world, there was a strange noise outside the door.

Su Yuan listened carefully. Someone is prying open the door!

He raised his eyebrows, went to the kitchen to pick up a kitchen knife, and then stood quietly behind the door.

After a while, the door was gently opened a crack from the outside.

A guy covering his face with black stockings poked his head in sneakily, and was immediately startled by Su Yuan holding a kitchen knife!

"Old Wu, people die for money and birds die for food. Have you heard of that?"

Although the other person's face was covered, Su Yuan still recognized the smell from the other person's body. This was the owner of the shop selling his mantis - Lao Wu!

"So what if you see it?" Old Wu regained his composure at this time. He had long known that Su Yuan was the only one in the room.

He saw a fierce flash in his eyes, took out a watermelon knife, and slashed at Su Yuan without saying a word.

"Breaking into a house? You're quite brave." Su Yuan casually turned to one side and dodged the fierce knife.

In the apocalypse, the human heart is a hundred times more terrifying than zombies and mutants!

If you want to survive, you must be stronger than anyone else and more ruthless than anyone else!

Having struggled in the apocalypse for nine years, his experience in fighting people is no less than that of fighting zombies. So facing such a thief, he couldn't even bring up the desire to take action.

Lao Wu's blow missed, but his hand movements were not messy at all. He was obviously a habitual offender. "Hey, he's just a young man. Can he turn the world upside down?"

But there was something strange in his heart. Why is this kid not only not afraid, but also looking like he's not interested?

"Damn it! Do you look down on me?"

Lao Wu didn't put away the knife. He turned his wrist and slashed towards Su Yuan's stomach.

"You are so shameless! You don't chop people like this." Su Yuan's eyes flashed with cold light, and he shot like lightning, grabbing Old Wu's hair and pulling it down.

Old Wu suddenly trembled. The hands that grabbed his hair were like iron pliers, and the pain that cut into his skin and bones hit him, as if the skin of his head was about to be torn off.

At the same time, Su Yuan bowed his left leg, and his knee quickly enlarged in Old Wu's eyes. The latter only felt that his vision went dark and his face was hit hard.

"Whoa!"

Old Wu screamed, and his nosebleeds and tears spurted out. The knife in his hand was also snatched away by Su Yuan.

As soon as he screamed, the cold blade cut into his back, penetrated his body, and stabbed out from the front of his stomach!

Su Yuan originally wanted to kill this thief directly, but then he thought, maybe letting him see the cruel apocalypse would be the best punishment.

He deliberately avoided the other party's important organs. Although this knife looked scary, it wouldn't kill him for a while.

Old Wu was already scared by this time. He was seen covering his nose with one hand and his stomach with the other, and blood was flowing up and down.

Su Yuan smiled faintly, patted Old Wu on the shoulder and reminded: "Don't pull it out! Leave the knife stuck in it, and you can still hold on for a while. Pull it out, but you will die."

There was no other emotion in his voice, and he perfectly interpreted what it means to say the cruelest words in the gentlest tone!

Old Wu was shocked and looked at Su Yuan as if he had seen a ghost. The moment he raised his head, he saw Su Yuan's eyes.

There was mockery of him in those eyes. There is also a heart-stopping disregard for life!

It was a look that was almost drowsy, but commanding the world, aloof!

Why does this kid have such a look in his eyes? At this moment, the blood all over Old Wu's body ran cold!

These are clearly...the eyes of the God of Death!

"Go away! Don't let your dirty blood attract the zombies." Su Yuan waved his hand casually, "Stay away, I don't want to be blocked by zombies at the door."

Looking at the closed door, Old Wu was in pain and thought uncontrollably, "What kind of zombie?"

Su Yuan turned around and took a few steps when he heard the faint sound of insects biting in the basement!

He quickly walked to the basement door and looked inside through the peephole on the door.

There were scattered limbs and broken claws everywhere inside, and the thin iron mesh cage had long been torn and deformed.

Under the dim light, the insects are as fast as ghosts!

In particular, more than a dozen bugs that are as big as a hare and have barbs on their forelimbs are killing them!

The first-order mutant is about to appear!