World’s End: My Keyword is One More Than Others

There is everything in the storage center.

Soon.

More than ten trucks filled with supplies were repainted and labeled with the name of the Infinite Charity Company.

Several dozen charging speakers were also found, and the promotional advertisements were recorded in advance. They set off in a grand manner.

...

"Dear surviving residents, in this difficult doomsday, are you worried about survival? In a world where mutant beasts roam, are you afraid to go out and find food? Are you sick and unable to find medicine, and can only rely on fate?"

"Good luck is here. The Infinite Charity Company is offering a grand opening promotion. Chairman Qi Feihu is offering great benefits to the whole city. We have all kinds of food, drinks, medicine, insecticides, and bedding. We don't want your gold, your jewelry, or your women. As long as everyone contributes a little virtual power, intangible luck, and unused agility, you can obtain anything you want."

"The Infinite Charity Company, with kindness as its core and the mission of saving the world, is Chairman Qi Feihu's lifelong mission. He doesn't want to be a savior, he just hopes that his kindness can make everyone feel warm and bring courage to survive."

"The Infinite Charity Company provides door-to-door delivery service. As long as you need it, we can deliver any supplies to your doorstep. In this tragic doomsday world, you can enjoy the warmth of spring as long as you want, and you can survive until the end of time."

"The opportunity is right in front of you. The earlier you buy, the more benefits you will receive. Buy more, get more discounts."

"Love life, love charity, Infinite Charity, renowned worldwide."

...

As the sound of the speakers echoed through the ruins filled with skeletons, the employees of the Infinite Charity Company seemed to have traveled through time and returned to the time before the disaster. They couldn't feel any trace of the desolation of the apocalypse.

The mutant cats and dogs wandering in the city seemed to be frightened by the overwhelming momentum and the sudden noisy atmosphere. None of them jumped out to intercept the convoy along the way.

After all.

In the bustling city of the past, facing the hustle and bustle of the human world, they had to keep their distance. This familiar and lively advertising language seemed to awaken the deepest memories in their hearts.

...

Wenxin Jiayuan is a large residential community with a population of about ten thousand. When the disaster suddenly struck, most of the people died, and less than two thousand people survived.

This group of people also took refuge in the underground garage. They were managed by about ten security guards from the property company, who were lucky enough not to encounter body possession.

But this was also their misfortune because there was no Heavenly Demon to disrupt the order.

More people meant more resource consumption.

After half a month, the supplies stored by this group of people were running out. Most of them had only been able to get basic rations for several days.

At the moment of the apocalypse, the evil of human nature was fully exposed, even worse than the body possessors. After all, the body possessors still had to follow the Keywords for their growth, but they had no scruples.

The captain of the security guards, relying on the weapons and food in his hands, had already bullied several beautiful women and recruited hundreds of young adults to distribute better food to them and maintain order.

At this moment, they were planning to push the severely injured and the elderly out to die, to reduce the pressure and burden of food, and to force the remaining young adults to go out and find food by detaining their family members...

The young adults who were unwilling to be oppressed were secretly planning to kill several security guards and seize control of the underground garage.

Both sides were on edge, fully demonstrating the law of the jungle where the weak are preyed upon by the strong.

...

"Geng Zhong, are you planning to rebel?" The captain of the security guards was a middle-aged man in his forties. His gaze was fierce, wearing a helmet, a stab-proof vest, and holding a crossbow, aiming at a young man in his twenties who was holding a wrench over a foot long in front of him.

Behind him was a team of security guards equipped with batons, whips, high-powered flashlights, explosion-proof steel forks, kitchen knives, and other well-equipped weapons.

On the other hand, although there were more people on the young man's side, most of them were unarmed. The wrench, car fire extinguisher, and mop handle were already their best equipment.

"Rebel? Who do you think you are?" Geng Zhong snorted coldly, angrily saying, "We can't even eat enough, and you force us to go out and find food. What's the difference between that and forcing us to die? In the end, we will all die together."

"If you go out to find food, it means death. Don't you need to eat and drink? The rules have been set in the garage. Food is distributed according to contribution. You can get half of the supplies you bring back. What else are you not satisfied with?" The captain of the security guards said, "Order, only by maintaining order can more people survive."

"Sounds nice. You are well-fed, why don't you go out and find food?" Geng Zhong said.

"The division of labor in society is different. I have to stay behind to maintain order. In order for more people to survive, sacrifices have to be made." The captain of the security guards shamelessly said, aiming the crossbow at the people behind the young man, "Do you really want to rebel with him? I can give you a chance. Put down your weapons now, and I can forgive and forget. Otherwise, in this world, dying is in vain..."

"You old bastard, we won't let you off easily even if we die. Do you think we are not prepared? As long as you dare to make a move, we will open the sewer cover. Smell the air, is it the smell of gasoline?" Geng Zhong sneered, "We will die together, right? Who's afraid of who?"

"... " The captain of the security guards suddenly changed his expression, "Geng Zhong, don't be impulsive. If you are dissatisfied with our policies, we can sit down and talk slowly. We have survived so hard, there is no need to kill each other..."

At the tense moment.

The sound of the charity company's promotional vehicle outside suddenly came.

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"... Open the door and be surprised, charity never stops..."

"... All kinds of supplies, everything you need, contribute a little power, contribute a little luck, and you can enjoy the good life before the apocalypse...""Charity Unlimited, always thinking of you, delivering kindness every day."

……

What's going on?

Both sides of the standoff were dumbfounded.

Has the apocalypse ended?

Are government officials distributing food?

Geng Zhong looked at the security captain and sneered, "The officials are here, you're done for."

The security captain's face changed. He listened carefully to the broadcast and then laughed, "What officials? Clearly, a stronger force has come to take over. Geng Zhong, do you think they will use me, or you and your group of weak and thin burdens?"

This time, it was Geng Zhong's turn to look shocked.

At this moment, someone who had gone out to check the situation ran back, shouting from a distance, "Geng Zhong, stop fighting. There really are convoys outside, with loads of food supplies. Hurry up and get some food, we're saved."

After saying this, he hurriedly ran out again.

The elderly, weak, sick, women, and children in the garage didn't care about anything else. They had been hungry for many days, and upon hearing that there was food, they all ran out without a second thought.

In the blink of an eye.

Only the two opposing groups were left in the garage.

They looked at each other, feeling extremely awkward.

"Geng, why don't we go out and see? What if they really can accept us? It's better than waiting to die here," a young man behind Geng Zhong swallowed and whispered.

People are afraid of death. If there's a chance to live, who would want to risk their lives?

"Okay." Geng Zhong nodded, glared at the security captain, turned around, and walked out of the garage without looking back.

The security captain and his group were left behind, somewhat at a loss.

A security guard holding an electric baton looked at the empty garage and asked, "Boss, what should we do? Should we go out and get some food too?"

"Get what? Check the situation first. If we can grab it, we grab it. If we can't, we join them." The security captain was silent for a moment, then said, "In this chaotic world, people are everything. We, a group of strong men, are welcome everywhere. As long as we stick together, we can have a place in any force. No one can bully us."

"Boss is right, we'll follow your lead." The security guards had tasted the sweetness of power in the garage, naturally looking up to the security captain.

"Let's go, let's see who's causing trouble outside." The security captain waved his hand and led the way outside.

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"Don't fight, keep order, one by one. We have plenty of supplies, everything you need. If it's not enough, we will bring more. Do you see our company name? Charity Unlimited. Our chairman is kind-hearted and won't let anyone starve."

Yao Tong held a loudspeaker, trying to maintain order.

Gou Kun held a machete, and dozens of employees from the business department guarded more than ten trucks, sternly warning, "These are charity supplies. Whoever dares to grab them, we'll cut off their hands."

The loudspeaker on the roof of the car kept playing promotional messages.

The company's employees were both intimidating and threatening, but the people in the garage had long been accustomed to being submissive under the oppression of the security captain.

After a while.

The chaos gradually subsided, and everyone eagerly watched the supplies on the truck, waiting for distribution.

Seeing the crowd calming down, Du Ge stood up with a loudspeaker, "Ladies and gentlemen, I am Qi Feihu, the chairman of Charity Unlimited. Although we are a charity, we are still a company and need to maintain normal operations. Therefore, we can't just give you things for free. You need to pay a certain price. I believe you've heard the broadcast.

What I need you to pay is a bit of strength, a bit of agility, a bit of luck. Paying these things won't affect your life, but it can get you enough living supplies. Can you accept these terms?"

"Is the strength for you to do work?" someone asked.

"No, it's the strength in your body. You don't have to do anything." Du Ge laughed.

"Okay, Chairman, stop talking, I'll buy." Someone couldn't wait to stand up, "Don't even mention strength. As long as you give me food, I'm willing to sell my life to you."

"We are a charity company, aiming to help more people survive. What do we need your lives for?" Du Ge shook his head with a smile, no longer wasting words, "Those who are willing to pay with strength, stand on my left. Those who are willing to pay with agility, stand on my right. Those who are willing to pay with luck, stand in the middle and don't move. Those who disagree with this deal can return to the underground garage. As long as you line up, it means you agree to the deal. Then, you can go over there to get the supplies."

Before he finished speaking.

Whoosh!

Thousands of people voluntarily divided into three lines. No one cared about strength, agility, or luck. They followed the principle of proximity.

For those who had been hungry for several days, none of these things mattered.

First, get the supplies, then worry about survival.

When everyone finished lining up, Du Ge snapped his fingers. Gou Kun and the others opened the truck doors, and people began to receive supplies one after another. No one felt they had lost anything. Everything seemed like a normal charity event, or post-disaster relief.

Those who received the supplies felt like they were dreaming. Many people even unconsciously started pinching their thighs. After confirming that everything was real, most people looked at Qi Feihu as if he were a fool, or an angel.

Of course, there were also grateful people. Holding a pile of supplies, they cried loudly, kowtowing to Du Ge and calling him their benefactor.

……

Meanwhile, Du Ge's attributes were rapidly improving with each transaction. His strength, agility, and senses were rapidly increasing. His personal ranking was like a rocket, soaring upwards. In no time, he broke into the top thirty.

(End of Chapter)