Bring home the national male god of the fast-passing system

Chapter 418: A Profitable Merchant in the End Times (34)

Mayor Jin Bao heard the content of the note with a sudden change in style, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or heavy in his heart, and always felt as if he was dreaming.

Is the food problem solved like this?

It is impossible for such a large pile of food to enter the city quietly, there must be clues to be found.

He immediately picked up the phone and connected to the military. "Hello? The boss? There was an accident just now... Please investigate and monitor and find out the truth quickly."

Just after hanging up the phone, the phone rang again.

"Hello? Is this Mayor Li? I'm the president of Jinbao Sub-branch of Jingcheng Bank. I..."

"Your bank was robbed, right? I already knew..."

"Well, how do you know that?"

"Because, the gold bars are now in the material warehouse." Mayor Li heaved a sigh of relief, but he was also dubious.

He hung up the phone, quickly picked up his clothes and walked out.

In the warehouse management center, a group of people looked at the warehouse that was almost full, with mixed emotions.

The military has used various monitoring methods, and no large vehicles have been found entering or exiting. However, it is impossible for ordinary people to fill up so many warehouses in one night without alarming others. Except for supernatural beings.

"I heard that a person with supernatural powers has awakened the ability of space. Could it be that this person happens to have such abilities?" Yuren proposed the closest solution.

"What about the food that popped up suddenly? Even if it has space capabilities, it can store food at most, and it can't take out so many various materials at once. If it is true, unless he robbed the treasury."

It was a miracle that everyone was silent again.

The most urgent task now is to find the people who put the food in. They must have secrets, maybe they are the secrets to save mankind.

……

The same thing happened gradually in many places.

After a bank is robbed, the shelter of the bank concerned will always receive a large pile of supplies and that ridiculous note.

The most depressing thing is that even if the manpower is strengthened, such strange things will still happen.

Everyone's mood is complex and expectant, and there is fear in the anticipation.

Many cities even hope that the strange supernatural person will steal the bank where their city is located, so as to obtain a large amount of supplies.

But on the other hand, he is full of unknown fears about this strange thing.

Folks also gradually spread a legend of the end-time chivalrous thieves.

"Hey, have you heard? I heard that there is a grand thief who specializes in killing zombies, robbing banks, and then sending money in exchange for supplies. Basically, what we eat is given by the grand thief in the last days."

"What! Do you believe in all these gods and ghosts?"

"Can you not believe it? If you don't believe in supernatural powers, how did it come about? Give me a reasonable explanation."

"I've also heard that this incident is true. A couple of thieves robbed the bank's treasury, and then compensated the corresponding amount of materials and went to the warehouse. My relatives work in the warehouse management center. This incident Absolutely true."

"Really? There are still many good people in the world."

"It's not a good person either. They can also make a profit. I heard that if they have a thousand gold bars and keep a hundred for themselves, the profit will be huge."

"Ah! Bah, profiteer, making the country rich!"

"Yes, profiteer!"

"What's wrong with profiteers? Don't we have to pay for our work? Besides, food is so rare in the last days, and gold is worthless in the last days. I think the banks should open their doors and donate all the gold bars in exchange for food!"

"What you said makes sense."

Humans are such strange and contradictory creatures.

Among the common people, there are legends of chivalrous thieves in the last days, and there are also rumors of profiteers in the last days.

But the hearts of countless mayors are: No matter how high your commission is, come and rob us, we promise not to resist! ! !
　Four more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)