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Apocalypse - Infinite Resource System

Catastrophic disasters descended, the world underwent tremendous changes, and doomsday arrived, with zombies and mutated monsters everywhere. Amidst the struggle for survival, Waldo suddenly discovered that he had obtained an infinite resource system, granting him one unlimited-use item every day. [Congratulations on obtaining unlimited bullets.] [Congratulations on obtaining unlimited painkillers.] [Congratulations on obtaining...] While everyone else in the outside world faced countless natural disasters and resorted to desperate measures to survive, Waldo had already settled into a luxurious mansion, leisurely sipping wine and enjoying grilled meat...

AllenWorker · Fantasia
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583 Chs

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Looking at Waldo who suddenly appeared, a hint of shock flashed through Mia's eyes. She didn't move recklessly or pay attention to the ropes that bound her.

She calmly said, "10086, it's useless to capture me. Although the blueprints are on me and you can open my backpack by killing me, let me tell you, I have a backup of the video with my dad. If I die, he will definitely release the footage. It's best for you to let me go now, and we can sit down and talk peacefully."

Upon hearing this, Waldo smiled, revealing his white and neat teeth. He reached out and lifted Mia's chin, saying indifferently, "What if I don't want to let you go? I don't think you have any bargaining chips to negotiate with me. If you think exposing my identity would have a significant impact on me, you're wrong. There are plenty of people in the villa area where I reside who know what I look like. This video is of little importance to me."

As Waldo held Mia's chin, she heard his words and responded with a cunning smile, revealing her adorable little fangs. "You're lying!" Mia exclaimed.

Caught off guard, Waldo felt a twinge of surprise, but he maintained his composure and asked, "Oh, how do you figure?"

Mia's smile grew stronger as she slowly said, "Why would someone go to such lengths and spare no expense to find my location for a set of katana blueprints, only to not immediately kill me? It must be for the video. But you're also worried about the risk of backup leaks, so you want to interrogate me, right? I wasn't certain before, but your reaction and expression make it quite obvious."

Waldo was somewhat speechless. He didn't expect Mia to see through his thoughts.

Gently pinching Mia's cheeks, Waldo narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of murderous intent flickering. "This woman is dangerous!"

"In that case, there's no other choice. I'll just have to kill you. Afterward, I'll take a bath and wash away my bad luck!" he said with a smirk.

"Hehe, do as you please, whether it's killing or torturing me," Mia responded nonchalantly.

She didn't take Waldo's threat seriously.

Then, Mia suddenly reacted, her face filled with astonishment and disbelief. "Wait, what did you say? You can actually take a bath? How is that possible? It's such a luxury!"

Mia couldn't believe it and didn't want to believe it.

You see, ever since arriving in this post-apocalyptic world, she hadn't been able to take a bath.

The most luxurious behavior was using water every few days to wash her face.

And then, rationing the water she had just cleaned with the right amount of shampoo to wash her hair.

Waldo being able to take a bath was simply inconceivable!

Waldo shrugged with a smile. "Nothing is impossible. Are you telling me that someone in this post-apocalyptic world can't take a bath for over ten days? That's hard to believe. I hope there's no one so unhygienic."

Hearing this, Mia gritted her teeth in anger.

Wasn't he indirectly talking about her?!

Mia was about to speak up, but Waldo's expression suddenly changed, and he leaned in closer.

The distance between them was mere centimeters, and Mia could feel Waldo's breath on her face.

Mia was pressed against a tree behind her, with nowhere to escape.

Her heart started to race.

She had never been in such close proximity to a guy before, and she felt a bit nervous all of a sudden.

"What... what are you doing?" Mia asked, her voice muffled as Waldo had a firm grip on her cheeks, making it difficult for her to speak clearly.

"I have a question for you. The bite mark on your neck, it's from a zombie, right? But how come you haven't been infected?" Waldo asked, referring to the strange bite mark on Mia's neck.

Mia's neck indeed bore the teeth marks of a zombie.

Under normal circumstances, being bitten by a zombie would undoubtedly lead to infection.

But Mia didn't die.

In fact, she seemed completely unaffected.

Could it be that Mia had an antivirus serum in her body?

Or perhaps she had taken some kind of medication?

Waldo was eager to know.

Upon hearing Waldo's words, Mia instinctively cringed her neck.

Later, Mia stubbornly argued, "H-How could it be from a zombie? It's a hickey from my ex-boyfriend."

Upon hearing this, Waldo first looked puzzled but then burst into laughter. He exposed the real hickey on his neck, which Alanna had left just the night before, and mockingly said, "Boyfriend? Hickey? You must have never even watched a single movie, huh? Can teeth marks and a hickey be the same thing? This is a hickey!"

Mia looked at the hickey on Waldo's neck, speechless. She never imagined that the so-called hickey was actually created by sucking on the skin repeatedly, leaving bruising marks. She had always naively thought it was a bite mark. After all, she had never tried it herself.

Waldo buttoned up his shirt collar and said seriously, "Tell me honestly, what is the real reason you're not afraid of zombie infection?"

However, Mia still refused to speak.

Just then, the footage transmitted by the drone overhead showed a group of people approaching their location.

Waldo frowned and asked, "Are they the people you called?"

Mia suddenly gained confidence and replied matter-of-factly, "Who else could it be?"

Unbeknownst to Waldo, Mia had secretly sent a message using her own methods, and now her teammates had arrived.

Waldo sighed, silently put on a mask and a cap, and patiently waited.

Soon, a group of people approached.

Leading the way was a middle-aged man, elegant in demeanor, naturally exuding a scholarly aura. Upon closer observation, he bore a resemblance to Mia.

As expected, when the middle-aged man saw Mia, he immediately exclaimed with excitement, "Mia, are you alright? You're not injured, right?!"

"Dad, I'm fine!" Mia, with her hands and feet bound by Waldo, could only shout loudly to assure her father.

The middle-aged man looked at Waldo with a cold expression.

"Everyone, let's go together and rescue Mia!"