Global Catastrophe, I Have Mastered Countless Supplies

Fang Ming walked out of the museum.

No gain.

He rubbed his face, really disappointed.

However, since you are in Los Angeles, let's go around.

Fang Ming strolled in this ancient city full of long history, unfortunately, now the streets are full of zombies, Fang Ming can only imagine hundreds or even thousands of years ago, the pictures of pedestrians, chariots and horses weaving here.

It's all over.

Even if all the disasters can be quelled, how long will it take for human beings to restore their original prosperity?

Hundreds of years?

or even longer?

After walking for a while, the mental wave swept over him, and he actually found a lot of people.

Huh?

There was even an acquaintance among them.

Wu Yaozhong.

Why is he here?

Fang Ming thought for a while, and couldn't help but suddenly realized.

Wu Yaozhong had mentioned to him before that all major settlements across the country intend to form an alliance, and a meeting will be held in the near future. Wu Yaozhong wanted him to participate—with Fang Ming's strength, everyone expected him to become the leader of the country!

At that time, he will hang out with Fang Ming, so naturally he can be a deputy or something.

What a sight!

However, Fang Ming refused without hesitation.

Wu Yaozhong had no choice but to come by himself.

Fang Ming just laughed, you guys just go to the meeting.

Will the theme of the meeting be to discuss how to resume production?

I can't see it.

It must be a fight for power.

Which settlement still has a national character now?

Could it be that the power is in power.

So, expect a powerful official organization to emerge, integrate the forces of the whole country, eliminate zombies, and rebuild their homes?

How can it be!

At least not for many years.

The emergence of supernatural beings suddenly made the class gap huge, as if a lion would not discuss peaceful coexistence with a sheep.

Fang Ming naturally didn't want to participate in this kind of intrigue, but no matter who was in power, he still had to fight against the zombies in the end.

Zombies don't die, and the last ones to perish must be human beings.

This is an irreconcilable contradiction.

Therefore, those in power must put the elimination of zombies first, or at least drive them out of most cities. Otherwise, human beings will not be able to live and work in peace, so how can they reproduce?

Although there is no need to worry about buying a house now, and for a long time to come, the pressure of survival is still great.

So as long as there is a general direction to deal with zombies, Fang Ming won't bother to intervene.

He has more important things to do.

Improve your strength.

I went to Ah San's house and found a level 3 large lizard. How about going to other countries for a while?

Will you find a big guy who is also level 3?

Fang Ming is a fellow practitioner of the three major systems, but he still can't do anything to the big lizard. It can be seen that he is not invincible, and if that big lizard invades Huaxia brazenly, how can it be stopped?

Does Fang Ming fight with it every day?

Therefore, Fang Ming must improve his strength as soon as possible and become the strongest existence in the world. At least he can defend the pure land of China. How big is the land.

Then why bring them into this world?

suffer?

Fang Ming left quietly without disturbing anyone.

However, when he left, a person in the conference room was suddenly stunned. He pressed his hand to his chest, showing a strange expression.

...

Fang Ming thought for a while, but he didn't go back directly, but went to Shaolin Temple in Songshan Mountain.

The Kama Sutra involves religion, so if cultural relics cannot become spiritual objects, what about things like religion?

After a while, he arrived at Songshan Mountain.

Of course, this place has not been flooded, but the zombie chaos has not spared it either. Zombies are wandering everywhere, making this Buddhist holy place dirty.

Fang Ming shook his head repeatedly, but kept walking.

He went up the mountain and entered the temple.

Huh!

However, Fang Ming was immediately stunned because after entering the temple, there was no zombie inside.

He clearly saw a zombie wandering at the door, but he just passed by without entering.

Fang Ming became curious, and he deliberately stood at the door to let his breath come out.

Immediately, the zombie came over following the smell.

But just as he was about to enter, the zombie stopped, turned around and left.

Fang Ming was very surprised.

Zombies feed on flesh and blood, and are extremely greedy. Even if you break off its arms and legs, it will still eat regardless. This thing doesn't know pain at all, and it doesn't know what death is, so how can it be possible? Will he shrink back?

Fang Ming walked out.

The zombie immediately turned around and came back.

Fang Ming smiled and kicked out, and bang, he kicked the zombie into the door.

But a shocking scene occurred. When the zombie's body passed through the door, its body spontaneously ignited, and it burned very quickly. When its body fell to the ground, it was burned to only ashes. So not even a little sound was made.

Fang Ming was shocked at first, and then overjoyed.

There is a treasure in the temple!

Let me just say, even the Asan family has a holy book like the Kama Sutra, so maybe there are no treasures in the country?

Isn't my vast country inferior to Asan?

Fang Ming walked into the temple again and realized it carefully, but he couldn't feel anything strange.

The temple is only for zombies.

"I am a normal creature, but zombies are deserving of death, so I was saved by Buddhism?"

"What about evolved creatures?"

"Like a mouse? A big lizard or something?"

"Well, it should be able to pass normally, because I am an evolved creature!"

Fang Ming murmured while searching in the temple.

What makes the temple have such ability?

Fang Ming searched inch by inch.

Buzzing, the mental waves have been feeding back clues.

Ten minutes later, he stopped at the foot of a big tree.

This is a Bodhi tree, nearly 20 meters high. The canopy is open enough to cover hundreds of square meters. But the ordinary Bodhi tree should have green leaves, but what about this one?

Golden!

However, other than that he found nothing special.

Is there any bodhi fruit?

Unfortunately, no, otherwise he could try one and see if it can have the effect of promoting evolution.

Fang Ming shook his head, walked away, and continued searching.

After a while, he came to the Daxiong Palace.

The Buddha's Dharma is solemn.

Huh!

Fang Ming was stunned, and his mental wave detected that one of the Arhats was releasing a weak wave.

He walked over, his mental waves swept over him again, and he made a more accurate judgment.

It was not this Arhat that made the waves, but the Demon-Conquering Pestle he held in his hand.

Fang Ming stretched out his hand and pressed it.

hum!

Immediately, the Subduing Demon Pestle showed great glory.

And with the release of the glorious light, the Arhat statue collapsed, disintegrated on its own, and raised dust all over the sky.

When the dust stopped, Fang Ming was seen standing with the magic pestle in his hand.

Glitter!