Returning to the end of the world before the natural disaster, I emptied the world of supplies

"Okay, Mom!" Hua Bao was about to stretch out the vines to cover the little man's mouth, nose, hands and feet when she heard a creaking sound and the elevator came down.

Jiang Yan also heard it, "Don't do it yet."

"Okay." Hua Bao quickly retracted the vines.

"Bang--" The steel plate stopped hanging ten centimeters above the floor, and two men holding submachine guns walked down one after another.

"Little boss."

"Little boss."

"Here it comes." The short man glanced at the two of them, then bent down and took out a rectangular flat box from a locked metal box next to him.

In the corner where he was, in addition to an oil barrel, there was also a brazier with a weak charcoal fire.

There was a tripod on the brazier, and on it was a soup pot with a lid, which was blackened by the thick smoke.

There was thick white fog that kept coming out from the gap in the lid.

"Yeah." The two tall guys nodded and stood aside very politely.

The little man walked over to the soup pot, opened the lid, then picked up a pair of tongs, picked up the flat box, and put it into the pot.

Jiang Yan could see clearly through Hua Bao's perspective that the pot was mostly filled with water.

Soon, the short man took out the box emitting white mist, wiped off the moisture with a very worn but clean towel, quickly opened it, and took out a syringe from the side.

Jiang Yan could see clearly then that inside the flat box were three bottles of orange-yellow potions.

The little man had already drawn up the liquid through the syringe.

Seeing this, the two men waiting nearby walked over and rolled up their sleeves with great effort, revealing their dirty arms.

The orange needle was quickly injected into the arms of the two men.

"Thank you, little boss."

"After this injection, I won't be afraid of the cold these days! I won't be afraid of running out of oxygen!"

After expressing their gratitude, the two said goodbye and went back.

Jiang Yan just felt it was a little strange. What could they be fighting about?
Could it be a drug that can make the human body antifreeze?
However, two people share one syringe
"Mom, do you want to do it?" Hua Bao had just finished speaking when he saw the short man suck up another syringe of medicine and injected it into his arm.

"Hold on."

Unlike the two men, he took a new syringe and cleaned and disinfected the skin on his arm before the injection.

After putting the syringe away again, he stretched tiredly and walked towards the sleeping bag.

He was still carrying an oxygen tank on his back, and had no intention of taking it off. He simply squatted down against the wall.

Soon, a faint snoring sound came from the mask.

Jiang Yan frowned: This guy doesn't even take off his mask and oxygen tank when he sleeps. Isn't he a little too alert?

After all, in such extremely cold weather, there are few people here.

"Mom, can we start now?" Huabao was eager to try.

"Don't do that yet. Come up to the door to meet me and take me in." Jiang Yan suddenly realized that it would be easier and more direct to let Hua Bao kill people.

However, even if it could cover a person's mouth and nose with its vines, the other person would not be able to remain silent.

What she wanted was to capture this man alive and torture him severely.

And there are at least sixty or seventy armed guards in this building.

She didn't want to make too much noise.

I did notice that when Huabao passed the small door floor just now, there were only four guards there, besides the densely packed and neatly stacked "Two-legged Sheep" products waiting to be transported out.

Hua Bao took care of these guards easily and without making any noise.

And this is the only two blind spots in the entire building.

Another blind spot is the area where the short man is.

"Okay." Hua Bao retracted the vines and quickly rushed upstairs along the elevator chain.

When they reached the floor with the door, the guards were already sleepy and before they could react, they felt an invisible force strangling their necks.

Several people had ferocious faces and wide eyes and kicked their feet. Their bodies twitched twice and then they stopped moving.

The door is of traditional type.

However, there are three layers. The outermost one is a wooden door, the middle one is a metal door, and the innermost one is more like a thick layer of insulation cotton.

It seems that there are also such thermal insulation and sound insulation cotton upstairs.

Hua Bao listened carefully upstairs and heard no movement, so he opened the door carefully.

The cold wind blew in, mixed with black snowflakes the size of rice grains.

Jiang Yan outside had also walked to the door in small steps, and she nimbly slipped into the house.

Even though I had brought a gas mask in advance, the stuffy air and the fishy and foul smell instantly hit me in the face.

Looking at the piles of well-packaged body parts and heads, Jiang Yan trembled all over and shivered violently.

She suddenly felt that she had made an unwise decision.

At this moment, she just wanted to knock the man out as soon as possible and leave here.

The oxygen in the room was very thin, and she couldn't stay there for too long because she was wearing a gas mask.

Hua Bao had already understood what he meant. She rolled up her body and quickly rushed towards the little man's room downstairs through the elevator entrance like an octopus.

"That's--" The man who was in charge of transporting the "two-legged sheep" down from the assembly line upstairs, just as he was putting the storage basket down, he caught a glimpse of a slender black shadow, like a puppet being controlled by someone, jumping down from the dark cave entrance.

Weird, not just ordinary weird.

However, it seemed to be the little boss's rest area and supply warehouse.

"What's wrong?" asked the other man.

The man twitched his lips and shrank his eyes. "Nothing."

After dealing with corpses too many times, I must have gone crazy and started to have hallucinations.

"Hmm——" Jiang Yan's figure appeared silently in the short man's room, and the other party opened his eyes and stood up in an instant.

Unfortunately, when he wanted to speak, he felt someone suddenly covering his mouth and nose.

Jiang Yan didn't give him the chance to say anything more. She raised the tranquilizer gun in her hand, aimed at the only exposed part of the other person's neck, and shot him.

The effect of this anesthetic gun is very fast and lasts for a long time. It will take at least an hour for the other person to wake up.

Hua Bao not only covered his mouth and nose, but also wrapped his body with vines when he was about to collapse, removed his mask and oxygen cylinder, and then gently let him go.

Jiang Yan then thought about it and took out several ropes and black sealing tape from the space.

Only after the little man's hands and feet were tied up and his mouth and eyes were sealed with tape did Jiang Yan carefully look at the items in the house.

Now that we are here, let’s collect the useful supplies before interrogating him.

Hua Bao had already rushed out first, and Teng Man pointed at several huge boxes and said, "Mom, this is gold."

Jiang Yan put the tranquilizer gun back into the space, took out a cz100bren assault rifle that could hold 805 rounds of bullets, and then walked towards the supply area.

Most of the piles here are packing materials, boxes, ropes, and a small amount of food.

However, these foods made Jiang Yan feel a little nauseous. They looked like dried leeches and dried earthworms, and she couldn't recognize the rest.

The earthworms are also mutated and are about the same size as loaches.

She gritted her teeth and put all the supplies into the space.

Those dried leeches and earthworms look disgusting, but in such a doomsday environment, maybe they can be exchanged for supplies in the future.

After collecting the gold and a pile of sleds, Jiang Yan returned to the area next to the little man and put the remaining syringes and a pile of flat boxes into the space.

There is a faint bulge on the flat box.

She picked it up and took a look at it, frowning.

"MS?"

Jiang Yan opened it carefully and took a breath of cold air.

There is a layer of not very obvious texture on the lid.

This pattern looks like some strange rune.

Runes
Jiang Yan's pupils suddenly shrank. She had seen such patterns on the interior of Xue Qian Meixue's rose-red Mercedes-Benz!

Also, in the Flame Base, there are these strange runes on the wall of the core storage area where Xue Miaomiao’s golden birdcage is stored.

The key is, what does “MS” mean?
Could it be, Mu Sen? (End of this chapter)