The Death Knell

Unfortunately, the program was cut off before it could be aired.

The female anchor didn't finish her last shift, so she was laid off directly.

The TV station leader rushed into the studio angrily and asked her loudly what she wanted to do. The multi-billion dollar acquisition deal was probably ruined just because of a few words from this bitch!

As for the reasons mentioned by the female anchor, they are not reasons. Money may not be needed in the apocalypse. After all, it has been shown in various zombie movies.

But the end of the world hasn't come yet, and money can still be of great use. Now the directors of the TV station are waiting for the acquisition money to arrive and everyone is dividing the property.

If you have money, you can stock up on food, water, arms and ammunition as soon as possible, hook up a strong shelter, and let yourself live longer than the lower class!

That's the magic of money.

That is to let the rich win at the starting line of the apocalypse. When the bastards are chased by zombies and scream, the rich may be hiding in the shelter and opening champagne.

"Fake Squid! I will expose your dirty deals on the Internet! You accomplices of the devil!"

The female anchor raised her middle finger to the TV station leader and left holding her small cardboard box.

When the TV station leader heard that she was going to continue talking nonsense on the Internet, a faint cold light flashed in his eyes. After returning to the office, he immediately took out a prepaid mobile phone from his desk and dialed a phone number.

.........

The anchor did not go home immediately. After all, if he wanted to continue this topic on the Internet, he needed some other "condiments."

So she drove to the supermarket first. As expected, after Luther's speech in Washington, people may be doubtful about what he said, but many people chose to go to the supermarket immediately to stock up on supplies.

No one knows what form the end will take. Is it the Resident Evil movie? Or a comet hitting the earth like a big collision between heaven and earth?

Just because of the unknown, I always feel like no preparation is enough.

In addition, yesterday's flood has just passed. Except for canned food or vacuum food that is not afraid of flooding, all the more common flour and the like have been damaged in supermarkets around the world.

The most important thing is salt. If you want to survive for a long time, you can't live without salt.

The salt in the salt fields is unpackaged and must have been completely destroyed by the flood. In other words, the salt in supermarkets or supplier warehouses is probably the only salt left on the earth.

Unless someone makes their own salt, but if you have that time, you might as well rush to the supermarket to grab some.

The female anchor also joined the rush to buy, but she arrived late. She didn't even grab a can in the huge supermarket, but only picked up a pack of salt under the shelf that others had missed.

And when she was going to check out with a small bag of salt, many people looked at her with sinister eyes.

Many people recognized her. After all, she was considered a TV celebrity, but so what? The end of the world is coming, who cares what you used to do?

Fair skin and beautiful? That means pampering; being light and soft means being unable to resist; having supplies that no one has in hand means that is the most suitable target...

However, considering that the end has not really come yet, and there are police standing guard outside the supermarket, people did not do anything extraordinary except staring at her.

She frightened and carried the salt to the checkout counter. The price was hundreds of times higher than before. Her monthly salary was only enough to buy a bag of salt!

"This is robbery!" the female anchor protested towards the cashier.

The cashier was an honest man. Before he could stock up on supplies, other employees had already stolen useful items from the supermarket warehouse and ran away. He was the only staff member in the huge supermarket because the boss went to stock up on fuel.

As for the increase in the price of goods, it is not something he can control. It is the boss's decision. The supermarket will close after all the items on the shelves are sold, so that everyone can see that the supermarket is empty, so as to prevent someone from ransacking the place in the future.

"You may have the last bag of salt in New York right now. Are you sure you don't want to buy it? If the doomsday really comes and you don't have salt, you may have to venture out to lick stones by the river in a few weeks. Then you have to Move fast enough, otherwise you will just have rocks that don’t taste salty after someone else licked them.”

The cashier reminded me kindly.

"...I'll buy it." The female anchor took out her wallet and took out her credit card: "Thank you for the reminder."

"Sorry, the credit cards can't be used. The major banks have adjusted their credit services, so they probably have to run away." The cashier shook his head: "Do you have any cash? Although they are depreciating all the time, at least they can still be used now."

In just one month, the earth has experienced the invasion of Barbatos, the invasion of the four Omega gods, and the invasion of the alien Poseidon. It was already turbulent enough.

It's just that the peaceful and quiet social inertia of the past did not allow people to immediately notice the secretly turbulent torrent.

For example, the economy was severely damaged, animals and plants died in large numbers, and supplies were extremely scarce.

These things that ordinary people usually don't pay much attention to, just now followed Luther's speech and kicked off the end of the world.

It doesn't matter whether there is really an end. What matters is that everyone believes that the end is coming, and Luther has acted in so many dramas just to make everyone believe this.

Take a look at the current situation in supermarkets. This is just a microcosm of thousands of supermarkets in the United States. Under the threat of life and death, will people give up if they can't buy anything in the supermarket?

It's impossible even if you think about it.

Maybe many people will go to the countryside to look for supplies, but some people will definitely put their ideas on others...

The female anchor paid the bill, held her own salt, and walked out of the supermarket with her head in a mess.

She no longer has the heart to expose information on the Internet. Today's situation made her realize that the truth is no longer important, and everyone should prepare to survive in the apocalypse.

Gun, she needs a gun to protect herself. As a woman, strength is not an inherent advantage. Only firearms can give her a sufficient sense of security.

If your marksmanship is not good, use automatic weapons to make up for it, but except for Texas, automatic weapons in other parts of the United States require a judicial license.

Suddenly, she thought of a place, the Lex Group in Metropolis. Mr. Luther said that he had donated all his family wealth and inventions. Would there be anything better than a gun?

It's okay if there is food.

She sat in the driver's seat of the car, holding the steering wheel and thinking, scratching her hair like crazy.

Then she suddenly heard a gunshot.

It turned out that on the other side of the street, a masked man shot an old lady who had just finished shopping, took away a can she bought, and then ran away.

The police quickly ran past the anchor's car and chased the criminal.

But after the police left, chaos broke out in the supermarket, and soon a bloody figure could be seen crawling out of the supermarket.

Screams, the sound of shelves falling to the ground, and all kinds of chaotic sounds came from the supermarket door, and there was even more bloodshed inside. She saw someone holding a rice cooker and smashing another person's head, and the person who fell to the ground There was still a big bag of biscuits in his arms.

She knew she couldn't stay here for long, everyone was in danger now, so she stepped on the accelerator and rushed to her home immediately.

The neighborhoods he passed seemed chaotic, and all kinds of cruel things were happening in various stores, large and small. Gunshots continued to ring out in New York City at noon, and became more and more intense.

Crash vehicles gradually appeared on the road, some bodies were lying on the side of the road, and red liquid occasionally flowed onto the sidewalk in the dark alleys.

The female anchor knew that the end of the world had begun.

What can she do? There is no need for more than self-protection.

She quickly returned to her home, locked all the locks on the door, and dragged the sofa cabinet against the door and window, then sat on the floor holding Xianyan and breathed a sigh of relief.

However, just as she was relaxing, a man suddenly walked out of the bedroom, a masked man.

He held a long knife in his hand and walked slowly towards her.

"Sorry honey, it's just business and you're in someone else's way."

"No, don't kill me. I'll give you money. No, I'll give you food and salt." The female anchor backed away with her hands on the ground, her face full of horror.

"After I kill you, those things will naturally belong to me. I am a scavenger who does dirty work for others, and I also have a family to support. While the money is still useful, don't blame me..."

The man remained unmoved, but stepped closer.

"Yeah!!!" the female anchor screamed, just like she often did in the studio.

"Zi! Shua, Danglanglang..."

Feeling no pain, she heard the sound of dust falling on the wooden floor, and then the long knife fell to the ground not far from her.

She opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was that the man before had turned into human ashes, yes, a puddle of white ash, and his weapons now belonged to her.

"How does it feel to take a walk in front of death?"

Suddenly a hoarse voice sounded behind her. It turned out to be another person walking out of the bathroom.

Different from the previous masked gangster, this man wore red metal armor all over his body, with a metal mask on his face. There were fence-like diamond-shaped iron mesh on his nose and mouth, and the two eyepieces were green.

He couldn't tell whether he was a man or a woman. He was wearing a black hooded cloak, and he seemed to appear suddenly.

"You...who are you?" The female anchor wished she had a few more arms so that she could be scared further in the shortest time.

But she was completely gripped by fear and couldn't move.

The aura of the masked man in front of him was very terrifying, and could not be matched by the so-called professional killers before.

"I am Leviathan, a person who improves the world. You don't have to be afraid of me. I am here to provide you with hope of survival." The man in the mask and cloak said in a low voice. He slowly walked up to the female anchor and handed out his hand. Weapon: "This is for you, a solar-powered death ray pistol. There is no need to reload or aim. It is all controlled by a microcomputer. Use it to protect yourself."

"...Aren't you afraid that I will hit you with it?" The female anchor immediately took the gun and felt much calmer.

"How you want to use it is up to you." Leviathan turned and walked to the bathroom.

"Are you Mr. Luther? You're not dead, right?" The female anchor stood up, and the hero's appearance made her feel much better.

Leviathan kept walking: "Luthor is dead and may be resurrected, but I am not him, and his path is different."

After saying that, he walked into the bathroom, and then a strong blue light erupted in the bathroom. When the female anchor went to look again, the person was gone.

This would all seem like a nightmare if the bad guy's ashes weren't still on the living room floor.

However, this was destined to be a nightmare from which she could not wake up. The female anchor stared at the ashes on the ground. After a while, she walked out with a death ray pistol.