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Apocalyptic Crazy Kitty

Chapter 8: Lao Gan Ma Ham and Egg Fried Rice

Oh my god… It shuts down automatically when the battery drops below 20 percent… Could this be a product from a certain “Apple” company…? Zuo Chen rolled his eyes, deciding to ignore the Food System for now, and headed down the mall aisle. “Alright, guys, they just finished that fight. Their combat effectiveness is probably way down, and they don’t have much ammo or manpower left. Once we get inside, it’s the usual deal: kill all the men, capture the women alive, and bring them back for some fun with the whole crew,” Boss Qian said, narrowing his eyes. “Erzi, you go in first,” Boss Qian said to a skinny guy standing next to him with a yellow Mohawk. “Got it,” said the blond-haired guy named Erzi, baring his teeth. This kind of job—leading the charge—could easily get him killed. But armed with nothing but a beat-up nail gun, he didn’t have the guts to refuse Boss Qian. They soon reached the second floor. The floor littered with zombie remains and traces of explosions left them speechless, further confirming that the enemy was no longer a threat. If they were all dead, so much the better—the supplies here would be theirs. Suddenly, Erzi sniffed the air and said, “What’s that smell? It’s so delicious…”