Apocalypse: Daily Intel Drops, Stockpiling Supplies and Goddesses
Civilization has fallen, spiritual energy is resurging, zombies are sweeping across the land, and monstrous beasts run rampant! This is humanity’s moment of crisis, but also the era of awakening. Xue Feng, who crossed over from another world, awakened an intelligence-gathering ability in the midst of adversity. As long as he verifies the accuracy of the information he receives, he can gain unimaginable rewards. [Ding~ Today’s intelligence has been updated!] 1. At 9:23 this morning, the resident of Apartment 502, Building 3, Jiameng Community, stepped outside for the first time since the apocalypse and met an untimely end. If you open his door, you will find a generous stockpile of food and supplies. 2. Inside Apartment 509, Building 3, Jiameng Community, a female survivor is so famished that she’s dizzy. If you give her some food, she may fulfill your every request. ...With intelligence in hand, the world is mine! Armed with information, Xue Feng is always a step ahead, seizing opportunities before anyone else and making the right choices at the perfect moment. Even in the apocalypse, no matter how formidable his enemies, every secret they hold is already within his grasp. While others still struggle to survive, Xue Feng, relying on the intelligence he obtains, has already risen to the pinnacle of humanity.
Apocalypse: Daily Intel Drops, Stockpiling Supplies and Goddesses
“My head… it hurts!”
In a haze, Xue Feng slowly opened his eyes. His mind felt as if it had been battered by a sledgehammer, and the sight before him was one of utter desolation. The cramped room was in chaos, wooden furniture scattered haphazardly, and the walls were spattered with thick, rust-colored bloodstains.
What shocked him even more was the grotesquely twisted corpse of a man sprawled across the bed. On the floor lay the body of a woman, her abdomen torn wide open; both corpses were riddled with savage knife wounds.
Before he could recover his senses, a torrent of memories surged into his mind.
He had transmigrated!
He’d arrived in a world ravaged by the apocalypse for several days already!
These two zombies were the spoils of a desperate battle he’d fought, wielding a bone cleaver with all his might. In the struggle, he’d accidentally struck the back of his head and lost consciousness.
Piecing his thoughts together, Xue Feng realized the original owner had ventured out in search of food, driven by unbearable hunger, only to be forced into this life-and-death confrontation. Luckily, though the situation had been critical, the original had prepared adequate protection and avoided being bitten or scratched by the zombies, thus sidestepping the risk of mutation.
But now, a new problem arose—
Hunger, a gnawing, unprecedented hunger.
As a seasoned martial arts instructor in his previous life, Xue Feng had never experienced such utter weakness and ravenous emptiness.
“No matter what, I have to find so
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