The End of the World: Start with a Book, All Superpowers Depend on Reading

On the corridor on the second floor, Wang Mingyang and Su Yu walked down together.

They were both wearing bright silver armor, which looked very majestic.

Su Yu's female armor was more slender, and the overall lines were more beautiful.

Mu Ningxue's eyes lit up, "Xiao Yu'er, your armor is good!"

"Well, Brother Mingyang made it. It fits well and doesn't hinder movement." Su Yu smiled and nodded, moving his arms.

"No, Wang Mingyang, I want a set too!" Mu Ningxue looked envious and turned to look at Wang Mingyang.

"Later, we have to leave now." Wang Mingyang nodded and didn't refuse, but it was already past one in the afternoon, and it was time to leave.

"Okay, I'll wait for you tonight..."

Mu Ningxue nodded, and then felt that this seemed a little wrong, and a blush appeared on her face.

Wang Mingyang didn't care, and greeted Li Yuchan, and the three of them walked out quickly.

The metal dome was opened in the morning, and the plane was still parked in the courtyard.

The three of them quickly jumped onto the plane, and Li Yuchan activated his mental power, and the plane quickly floated into the sky.

The tail flame erupted, and the plane flew directly to the west with a roar.

In the villa area, Mo Bei didn't even come back for lunch, and was sitting in the yard of a villa, which was crowded with people.

"I say, everyone, I have made the conditions very clear. Our boss said that we can provide food, but you must work in exchange."

Mo Bei took a sip of mineral water, crossed his legs and said leisurely.

"Mo Bei, everyone is here, and we are so lucky to survive. How can you bear to let the uncles and uncles do hard labor?" said a middle-aged man in a suit, with a bad expression on his face.

An auntie with gorgeous clothes but disheveled hair shouted, "That's right, Mo Bei, we have been neighbors for so many years, and we have watched you grow up..."

"That's right, there are basically no zombies in the villa area, and the government will probably come to rescue in a while."

"That's right, Mo Bei, talk to your boss, as long as the food can be sold, we can do it. When there is an Internet connection, we can directly transfer money to him."

"Yes, yes, yes, it doesn't matter if it's a little expensive, as long as it is sure to sell, it's just a little money!"

Dozens of people from nearby villas gathered here, persuading them at once.

"Hmph, I think you have forgotten who killed these zombies!"

Mo Bei slammed the mineral water bottle in his hand on the table and looked at the group of people with cold eyes.

"The zombies roaming outside before were cleared by our boss."

"This morning, I will help you clean up the zombies in your homes one by one."

"Without us, you...you...and you can't even get out of the door, how dare you stand and talk to me!"

Mo Bei stood up and pointed his finger at more than a dozen people. His cold words made these people shrink back into the crowd and dare not speak again.

"Maybe you think the zombies outside are not scary."

"Maybe you think the army will come to rescue soon."

"I'm not afraid to tell you that the army just launched a rescue from the North City yesterday afternoon..."

Mo Bei's words made the crowd agitated for a while, whispering to each other.

"I told you, the army will definitely come to rescue us!"

"Is what Mo Bei said true? Would he be so kind to tell us the outside information?"

"The army started from Beicheng District, which was expected, but it might not be easy for them to reach us."

"Since Jun Yang has started the rescue, there is no need for us to agree to his conditions!"

"That's right, we have never done any hard labor, only migrant workers would do this!"

Mo Bei looked at this group of people with sarcasm. In peacetime, they were all a group of superiors. The man who spoke first opened several disco clubs in Chuncheng and made a lot of money.

The aunt with dishevelled hair, her son runs a jewelry company, and his net worth is more than 10 billion.

There are also hot pot chain, brand clothing chain, whole house custom interior decoration, mobile phone chain, tea sales, etc.

If the net worth is not more than 100 million, there must be at least tens of millions of assets.

But, at this time, you still want to use money to hit people?

It's just a fantasy to want to exchange a pile of waste paper for food with us.

Mo Bei sneered at this, and when everyone's hope was almost brewing, Mo Bei sat down slowly again.

"The army has launched a rescue operation, but I advise you not to hold out hope."

"The army lost nearly a thousand soldiers in yesterday afternoon's operation and has retreated to the military district."

"Not only that, they only advanced two kilometers on Fengsheng Road after the highway."

"If it weren't for our boss's help, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to retreat safely."

Mo Bei smiled coldly and recounted the situation slowly.

The survivors around him opened their mouths in disbelief.

"You are lying, you must be lying!"

"With so much heavy firepower in the army, can't they deal with these zombies? I don't believe it!"

"That's right, you still say that your boss is helping, the army has so many people, and they still need your help, it's a joke!"

"Mo Bei, you should make up a more realistic story, how is this possible!"

Everyone was silent for a while, and then began to mock under the questioning of several leaders.

But there were a few people who frowned and said nothing.

Not all of them are fools. What's the benefit of Mo Bei lying to them? He just wants them to work.

For this reason, Mo Bei worked hard early in the morning to help them clean up the zombies one by one.

And the strong fighting power and elusive supernatural powers shown by Mo Bei also opened the eyes of these people.

"Mo Bei, are you telling the truth?"

A man who looked a little rough came forward. Mo Bei recognized him. He was the boss of a self-created tea chain brand in Yunnan Province. In just a few years, his company's market value exceeded 1 billion.

The self-created brand has even entered Huacheng, Modu, Pengcheng and Kyoto. Mo Bei also likes to drink it, so he is quite familiar with this boss.

"Boss Qi Sen, what's the point of me lying to you? Just to make you work and give you food? Impossible!"

Mo Bei spread his hands and answered speechlessly.

Qi Sen nodded and retreated silently, thinking about every word Mo Bei said.

"Okay, I'll leave it here. Those who are willing to work should wait outside the gate of the mansion on the mountain tomorrow morning."

"If you don't want to, I won't force you. You can try it yourself and go out to find food."

"Think about it carefully. I have to go to the next villa..."

Mo Bei stood up directly, put down a few words, ignored these people, and walked out directly.

Looking at Mo Bei's back, everyone looked at each other, and for a moment they didn't know what to do.

Qi Sen also turned and left, but four people followed him.

"Brother Qi, what are you going to do?"

A hip-hop young man in his twenties came over and asked with a smile.

The other people also looked at him curiously. During this period, these people formed a small group with Qi Sen and killed many zombies. They all believed in him.

"I believe what Mo Bei said."

"So, I decided to go and see it tomorrow morning."

Qi Sen's eyes flickered, and he looked back at the middle of the mountain. Between the lush trees, the metal dome could be vaguely seen.

The strength of this group of people is too strong to help the army retreat.

Even Mobei has become so strong in just one day.

Qi Sen's heart suddenly aroused a trace of passion. The changes in the world made him lose all his wealth.

However, it also opened another door for him to fight for.