My Perfect Apocalyptic Life

【Accumulated number of friends: 3】

Following the trio, Meng Xu entered the second floor of the department store.

Though he wasn’t sure why all three seemed so jittery around him, Meng Xu was in a great mood.

He began to anticipate how many experience points he could gain from the people inside!

Could he possibly unlock the ‘Snack Vendor’ Career Recommendation Letter in one go? Meng Xu needed this desperately.

He found that his farming experience as a ‘Snack Vendor’ was highly efficient!

The three leading him remained silent.

They were sweating profusely.

Kong Weizhen felt conflicted, unsure whether bringing Meng Xu here was the right decision…

But at this point, he could only take it one step at a time.

From a distance, Meng Xu saw a group of people and exclaimed in surprise.

“You’ve got quite a few people here.”

Looking out, he saw there were eleven people there. Counting the three with him, that made fourteen!

No exaggeration; since the apocalypse began, Meng Xu hadn’t seen that many people at once.

And Meng Xu could tell that these people seemed to be filled with… caution towards him?

Understandable, given the apocalypse. Being wary of strangers was normal, especially since it had been only four days and there was already a crazy woman like Aunt Zhao. Who knew what greater lunatics might appear?

If such lunatics existed, the thought was terrifying!

Meng Xu shuddered inwardly.

What if such maniacs appeared in his company? Could he fend them off with his two zombie employees?

Meng Xu suddenly felt a pang of worry.

At that moment, Kong Weizhen wiped the sweat from his forehead and, with extreme humility, said to Meng Xu, “Esteemed sir, let me explain the situation to my companions first, after all… after all…”

“Don’t worry, I understand.”

Meng Xu gave Kong Weizhen a knowing look, then suddenly remembered something. He enthusiastically patted the young male student’s shoulder and asked, “So, how were my fried sausages?”

Human shoulders felt much better to pat; a zombie’s shoulder would just splatter blood everywhere—disgusting.

The young student was so frightened he started to cry, “Delicious, so delicious. It’s the best thing I’ve ever eaten.”

Oh no, I’ve triggered a new Rule-based Horror Story! Brother Kong, save me!

The college student was filled with despair.

“Is it really that good? It’s so good that it made you cry?! You haven’t eaten much good stuff, then. I have a friend, she’s now working for my company, her name is Chi Wei. That girl used to eat excellent stuff. But unfortunately, she’s a zombie now and can only eat brains… But don’t worry; ever since she started working at my company, she’s been better. She doesn’t eat brains anymore…”

Meng Xu was astonished, looking sympathetically at the male student. He couldn’t help but lament.

The apocalypse is truly terrifying—it’s only been four days, and a college student is already moved to tears by something as simple as a sausage!

Upon hearing Meng Xu’s words, the middle-aged woman, who had been holding back her tears, also burst into tears.

Large teardrops rolled down her cheeks.

This man treats zombies as employees and even keeps them around.

It’s just too scary.

Kong Weizhen’s face turned pale with fear, but he still nodded. Just as he was about to leave, Meng Xu spoke casually, “Since they’re so delicious, my good friends, make sure to promote my fried sausages for me, tell them it’s three yuan each, or three for ten yuan.”

He then added, worried that Kong Weizhen might be reluctant, “Don’t worry, you won’t sell them for nothing. There’s a benefit—I’ll give you a 10% commission for every sale.”

Hearing this, Kong Weizhen shivered and immediately patted his chest, promising, “Understood, brother. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure to sell all your fried sausages!”

With that, Kong Weizhen hurried toward the main gathering area.

The middle-aged woman and the college student were paralyzed with fear, unable to move.

Meng Xu scratched his head, bewildered.

What’s going on?

I didn’t do anything; why are they so scared?

…

“Kong actually brought someone back.”

“Damn it, we don’t have enough food to go around, and now there’s another mouth to feed. What are we going to do?”

“Wait until Brother Li is done, and let’s see what happens to Kong.”

“It’s okay; as long as we pray to the Lord day and night, the Lord will protect us.”

“…”

The eleven people whispered among themselves, discussing it heatedly.

They didn’t seem pleased about Meng Xu’s arrival.

Of course not.

With limited food, each additional person meant another mouth to feed. If they ran out of food, they would have to go outside for supplies. The streets were full of zombies, and every outing was a life-and-death struggle. Who wanted to go out?

At that moment, Kong Weizhen, looking as if he were about to cry, slowly approached.

Everyone’s expressions were unfriendly. A burly man among them coldly snapped, “Kong, why did you bring someone up? Don’t you know we’re short on food? When Brother Li is done, you explain it to him yourself!”

“When that guy comes to sell us sausages later, everyone has to buy them, got it? Otherwise, it’s a matter of life and death!!!”

Kong Weizhen’s eyes were bloodshot, and he seemed inexplicably agitated.

Without waiting for a response, he glanced back reverently, then scurried off, bowing and scraping, to guide Meng Xu towards the gathering area, behaving like a sycophantic lackey.

Seeing this, everyone in the gathering area was stunned.

“Look how scared he is. Could the person coming be the ‘Chosen One’ Brother Li talked about?”

The burly man, realizing the situation, scoffed, “I bet he’s just some relative of Kong’s. When he gets here, let’s all give him trouble and kick him out!”

Hearing the burly man’s words, the others, both men and women, nodded in agreement, though some felt uneasy but went along with the majority in silence.

After all, one more person means one more mouth to feed.

What would happen to the person kicked out? That wasn’t their concern.

The burly man stood with a menacing air and walked towards Kong Weizhen and Meng Xu, with the rest of the group standing up behind him, forming an ominous crowd.

Just then, the burly man suddenly spotted something alarming.

He noticed Meng Xu’s baseball bat was drenched in blood.

The blood was so thick and clotted that they could smell the stench from afar.

Moreover, he noticed Meng Xu’s expression was incredibly calm, emitting an indescribable aura.

He was strong, remarkably so.

The burly man’s eyelids twitched nervously.

However, he had already walked over.

He could feel the eyes of the group behind him, making it difficult for him to back down now.

【Occupation: Fitness Instructor】
【Level: 2】

Seeing the data provided by his Reading the Room skill, Meng Xu enthusiastically raised the plastic bag, asking, “Are you here to buy sausages?”

Saying this, Meng Xu casually planted his baseball bat beside him, exuding a menacing aura that chilled everyone to the bone.

The burly man’s expression froze before he forced a strained smile and said, “Yes, yes, we are.”

Valuing life is more important than anything.

It was clear the burly man was nervous and decided to play along.

Hearing the burly man’s response, the people behind him fell silent, not daring to move.

Seeing them so tense, Meng Xu had an epiphany, smacking his forehead, and cheerfully said, “Don’t be afraid; I’m just an ordinary company chairman who happens to carry around a wrench and a baseball bat, not some lunatic or bad guy. No need to worry.”

“Line up, everyone. Buy one at a time.”