The Death Knell

People brought food and water as promised. Although Su Ming didn't need it, he still took it all. Then with a friendly smile, he distributed a large amount of deep-sea fish oil to everyone present.

Even the fat, cunning manager and the mentally ill Christian prophetess, everyone has a part in it.

only......

"Oh! The strength is coming!"

The timid little black man from earlier was holding his fists and saying this like a middle-aged boy, and then he started to play with the cement pillars on the side with his bare hands.

The solid concrete was as crisp as foam plastic in his hands. With such a relaxed and carefree posture, he almost put the broken pieces into his mouth to taste it.

The old lady in the pink sweater didn't say much. She just held hands with her husband, who was probably in her eighties, and did more than a dozen backflips on the same spot. After the flip, she was still breathing well and smiling.

They might have been in the circus when they were younger.

After drinking blue water, almost everyone gained super strength and agility, as well as varying degrees of resistance to blows.

I say almost because not everyone achieves extraordinary results after drinking fish oil.

"Why? Why haven't I changed at all?" The red-haired woman looked hysterical, watching the people around her gain superpowers one by one and reach the peak of life, but she drank, but nothing happened.

Not to mention that there was a change, there was no sign or feeling at all. She only tasted that the blue fish oil tasted like orange and it was delicious. After drinking it, her stomach growled.

Not anymore.

She wanted to ask young Bruce for some more blue water, but he spread his hands and patted himself all over, showing off his empty pockets.

She then wanted to ask the believers who had not had time to drink the fish oil to hand over their share to her, but in this way, the few people who had not drank the fish oil because of various concerns immediately unscrewed the caps and raised their necks to do it. .

After finishing the drink, he glared at her and spread his hands, indicating that he didn't have any more in his hands and that his strength had already surged up, so he didn't want to talk.

"God! Why? Why did you abandon me?! I am your prophet..."

She fell into self-doubt and confusion, and her whole body was froze in darkness, but the people around her were immersed in the joy of becoming stronger, and no one cared about her thoughts and feelings.

"Blasphemy! This is the power of the devil. You are all sinners and you will all die!"

She screamed at the top of her lungs and pulled her hair, but the believers who respected her a minute ago had put on contemptuous smiles when they looked at her again.

It's like watching a clown.

People are still more likely to believe in science. After all, drinking health products to become stronger is more practical than believing in illusory gods.

They just didn't have a choice before, and now, they choose to be human instead of being the Lamb of God.

Except that she had not changed, so had the fat manager. Young Bruce even kindly gave him two bottles of blue potion, saying that it was in line with his status as a big shot, and watched him drink it with a smile.

He himself was very satisfied.

Because he felt respected, just like in the past.

But after drinking two bottles of fish oil, there was no change in him. Not to mention his super strength, he just felt a stomachache and something inside his body seemed to be gushing out.

"I didn't gain strength. It's impossible. I'm obviously the most qualified. I still go to the gym!" He held his stomach and wanted to have another bottle, but he got the same answer as the prophetess, nothing more.

At this time, I wanted to ask the supermarket employees and security guards for fish oil.

But the attitude of those usually groveling staff turned 180 degrees towards him. Not only did they become tough, they even raised their fists, as if to imply something.

However, he didn't have time to think too much, turned around and ran towards the toilet in the dark, because when he was excited just now, something seemed to flow out of his body and he couldn't control it!

The prophetess seemed to feel the same pain as him, and they all ran towards the depths of darkness with their legs crossed.

Su Ming didn't even look at the people around him who were experimenting with their abilities like a circus. He was more concerned about the progress of the prophetess and the fat manager, especially after seeing them all rushing to the toilet, and then nodded with satisfaction.

Yes, he did give medicine to everyone, but most people got the No. 5 compound called deep-sea fish oil, while the fat man and the red-haired girl got real fish oil. There is a kind of fish called oil fish. It's that fish oil.

It seems that young Mr. Bruce took out boxes of magic medicine from his denim vest, but how would ordinary people know that it was actually delivered by the adjutant through the spider totem, and what was in the box was not a death knell. Does it have the final say?

Just a little bit of magic.

Test tube bottles that look exactly the same, and blue liquids with the same color, some can give people superpowers, and some can help people "lighten their burdens."

"Bruce, we have become stronger, maybe we can leave here..." David was the first to take the medicine, and was also the first to calm down from the joy.

He said this to the young people beside him and pointed out the window.

Human desires are progressive in levels, and the lowest requirement is to ensure one's own survival, which is commonly known as eating, drinking, sleeping.

After that, there will be more diverse needs and more ideas.

Such as physical enjoyment, emotional comfort, etc.

Although the supermarket is good, it is not everyone's home after all. Everyone here has a home, and it is still in this small town.

David's words are the common aspiration of everyone at this time. Some people want to go home to find their lost family members, some want to go home to pick up their pets, some want to go home to get gold and jewelry, and some want to go home. Find your favorite weapon.

The ideas are diverse, but the behavioral logic is the same. They want to verify whether they can receive higher-level treatment after gaining power.

But the most important thing is that most people want to go to pharmacies and collect more ‘deep sea fish oil’.

The sudden gain of power gave them hallucinations, and the effects of fish oil gave them desires, which allowed them to completely ignore the dangers in the fog of the outside world. At this time, people were no longer satisfied with surviving, but wanted to live well.

It's not enough to become stronger, you need to be stronger.

Deathstroke's actions directly sent them to the path to transcendence.

Probably only David wanted to escape from the town, because he still had his young son with him, and he didn't want his child to live in this doomsday atmosphere of the town.

Normal children should be running in the sun, riding bicycles to school, or playing game consoles with friends of the same age. In short, they should not be scheming with a group of adults like they are now.

But according to the adjutant, the whole world is shrouded in fog, and alien things are everywhere. Driving out of town? That's just the beginning of the journey to survive the apocalypse.

But the journey of survival is also quite fun.

"Ah, I understand you, David." Su Ming smiled and patted the other party's shoulder, holding a cigarette and saying: "Everyone has their own ideas, and now they have the power to protect themselves. They have to deal with people who can't get along. It’s not good to join together, so I can only wish everyone a safe journey, and I suggest everyone drive out, it is faster and more convenient, and by the way, remember to make sure you have enough gasoline.”

He could tell at a glance that after everyone in the supermarket gained strength, their hearts were broken.

When they are weak, they stick together for warmth, but when they are strong, they often want to go it alone, taking higher risks and gaining the most beneficial returns for themselves.

Isn’t the process of capital accumulation in the last days just about everyone relying on their abilities?

Just now, the prophetess and the fat man wanted to 'ask' for other people's fish oil. Everyone saw it and understood why. Human nature is inherently self-interested, or selfish.

Instead of looking for treasure fish oil while also being wary of those around you, it is better to act in a small group mode with yourself or your loved ones to pursue the treasure in your heart.

Please remember the first domain name of this book: . _wap.