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I Raise Goddesses in the Apocalypse 165


Chapter 165: Rush Out and Become the Chosen One

“It’s already 131,” Gu Jingping murmured.

“What, you like her? Paying so much attention.” Gu Jing’an patted his younger brother’s shoulder and teased.

“No…” Gu Jingping looked away, seeming a little shy.

Gu Jing’an knew his younger brother too well. “Alright, it’s so chaotic. Don’t be so honest. So many women are going to die anyway. Pick a few to have some fun with. It’s a good way for them to let loose before they die.”

“Brother, I don’t like that,” Gu Jingping murmured.

Gu Jing’an didn’t try to persuade him further. “Then I’ll go have some fun first.”

“Be careful you don’t get sick,” Gu Jingping pouted, trying to use this to stop his brother’s actions.

However, Gu Jing’an shrugged. “What disease is more terrifying than the one in our bodies? Haha.”

“Little An, if you’re going to play, be quick about it,” Yang Fuzong reminded him loudly.

“Got it, Old Yang.”

Gu Jing’an didn’t use forceful means. Instead, he shouted, “Beauties, you’re going to die anyway. Any of you want to have some fun with me? Come over here. I guarantee I’ll take you to the clouds and make you forget the fear of death.”

Believe it or not, some women actually walked out. With the first came the second. In an instant, over twenty women had walked out from the crowd.

These women probably also wanted to curry favor with Gu Jing’an to survive. If they couldn’t live, at least they would have some fun.

“Young lads are just so popular,” Yang Fuzong said with a light laugh. This made You Liang pout unhappily.

“Grandpa, I’m going to find a few too.”

Cheng Dafu frowned slightly but still agreed. You Liang wasn’t like Gu Jing’an. He would pick the ones with disgust in their eyes.

“Old Yang, give them a satellite call. They should be about done by now,” Cheng Dafu said in a low voice. Logically, it should be about time. Why was there no news?

Yang Fuzong grunted and took out his Huawei Mate 60 Pro.

However, no one answered.

“Grandpa, no one is answering. Could something have happened?” Yang Fuzong had a bad feeling. It was rare for them not to answer the phone.

Cheng Dafu’s face also darkened slightly. “That kid Ares is extremely fast. Even I can’t catch him. Old Yan’s strength is ranked third in the team. He should be more than enough to deal with Long Yi and Liu Shi. They’re probably dealing with things right now…”

“I hope one can emerge from these people. Otherwise, what will we have to bargain with the company in the future?”

Yang Fuzong nodded and said, “The company’s focus is on the big cities. We can develop in the small cities, find more people who have fused with the virus. Perhaps we can establish a base in the south.”

“Old Yang, we’re on the same page. Anyway, these people will all die in the end. They might as well make a contribution to me.” As he spoke, Cheng Dafu’s old face became exceptionally twisted. Perhaps he had already been killed by his own son.

Cheng Dafu coughed twice and suddenly shouted to everyone, “Everyone, to be able to survive in the apocalypse for several months, you are all outstanding. The weak have long been eliminated. Today, I will also eliminate a batch of people. Perhaps among all of you, one will emerge like us, possessing supreme power.”

Hearing Cheng Dafu’s words, the crowd was a little incredulous. To become like them, possessing power that ordinary people didn’t have.

Many men had already begun to fantasize about obtaining that terrifying power. Who would they be afraid of then?!

“Instead of living a precarious life, struggling day by day, why not take a gamble? Either control the world or die early, to avoid suffering in this world.” Cheng Dafu’s hoarse voice entered everyone’s minds.

Control the world. In this apocalypse, let alone controlling the world, just being able to control a complex made one a cut above the rest.

The fear in some men’s hearts turned into ambition. With crazed laughter, they rushed out of the crowd.

“Hahahahahahahaha, I want power! Heavens, bless me with power!”

“I am the chosen one! Give me power!”

In the blink of an eye, these few men rushed outside, stepped on the snow, and raised their heads, opening their arms, feeling the coldness of the snowflakes falling on their cheeks…

“Ah!!!” The men let out miserable screams, then fell to the ground, writhing in pain. After about ten seconds, they fell silent.

Cheng Dafu sighed with regret. “It seems they lost the bet. Obtaining this power is not so easy. Everyone, I believe there will definitely be a chosen one among you, who will join us in the future to save this devastated world. Let us use our own power to change the pattern of this world.”

With a bang, Cheng Dafu punched the cement pillar beside him, his entire fist sinking into it.

The crowd gasped. This old man was so terrifying even when sitting. If he punched a person, wouldn’t he be able to punch right through them?!

“Everyone, what are you still waiting for? Rush out and obtain this power!”

Believe it or not, some more men shouted to give themselves courage and rushed out. But it was clear their luck was not very good.

“Stop playing around!” Yang Fuzong shouted in a low voice.

Shen Xianli walked out, her mouth covered in blood. It was unknown what she had been doing just now.

Gu Jing’an smiled apologetically at the women. “Time is limited today. If we have a chance in the next life, we’ll continue.”

“Don’t kill me! I’ll do whatever you ask.”

“Yes, I can also let you do whatever you want.”

The women knelt beside Gu Jing’an, hugging his legs and begging bitterly. At first, Gu Jing’an was a little uncomfortable with this situation, but now he was used to it. He grabbed the hair of six women with both hands and then walked outside, regardless of how the women pleaded. It was useless.

With six miserable screams, it became quiet again.

“A pity, there are none…” Gu Jing’an sighed.

Yang Fuzong said flatly, “Drive them all out.”

“Okay, Old Yang.”

Receiving the order, the men looked at these little lambs. Amidst screams, they were all driven out into the snow. Miserable wails echoed through the deep night.

Perhaps it was these screams, but two figures were rapidly leaping across the rooftops, soon arriving at the top of the building.

Both were wearing the same black combat suit. From their figures, it could be inferred that it was a male and female combination. The woman was sexy with a curvy figure, but she wore a black square mask. However, from her bright eyes, one could also infer that she wouldn’t be too ugly.

“It should be them,” the man said, looking down.

The woman sneered. “A bunch of idiots. These dead people will all turn into zombies later.”

“Group Leader, although they are a bit stupid, they are still a considerable force. Don’t let those people from the company get ahead.”

The woman pressed her hands on the steps, her hips slightly raised, her beautiful eyes looking out at the garage. “These trash, only the company would want them.”

“The Group Leader is right. But these people still need to be recruited. We can’t let the company grow stronger day by day. It’s not good for us.”

“Do you still need to remind me of these things?” The woman glanced sideways, and the man immediately lowered his head without a word.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.

The two of them both looked up at the dark night. Something seemed to be approaching rapidly from above the clouds. Their faces instantly became grave.


I Raise Goddesses in the Apocalypse

I Raise Goddesses in the Apocalypse

我在末世圈养女神
Status: Completed Native Language: Chinese

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(Decisive Killing + Not a Saint + Many Beautiful Women + Cold and Ruthless) Stockpiling supplies for the apocalypse? No way, because my supplies are infinite.

A biscuit makes the former campus belle lower her noble head, a piece of bread makes the once-famous celebrity bow down.

It's the apocalypse, who's still talking about love, bro?

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