Apocalypse: Soul-Transmigrated Old Man Awakens Goddess Sign-In System

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The next day, Zhao Yan woke up close to noon. The first thing he did upon waking was sign in. Two points were in hand, and Zhao Yan casually allocated them to Agility. As for saving points for food and supplies, Zhao Yan wasn't in a hurry; there was still some time before the apocalypse.

Currently, Zhao Yan's attributes were:

[Host: Zhao Yan, Sex: Male, Age: 72 (Lifespan: 5 years)]

[Overall Strength: E-rank]

[Strength: 10 points]

[Agility: 6 points]

[Constitution: 10 points]

[Spirit: 8 points]

[Lifespan: 5 points]

[Note! Excluding Lifespan, 10 points is the base standard for a normal adult male.]

[Abilities: None]

[Points: 0 points]

After grabbing a quick bite, Zhao Yan headed out. As soon as he went downstairs, Zhao Yan heard some rather delightful news from the complex's "Auntie Information Hub." A group of people had apparently found Zheng Bo's remodeling apartment, claiming Zheng Bo owed them money. They had kicked out all the construction workers, and Zheng Bo was currently trying to negotiate with them.

Zheng Bo initially knew it was the hotel manager when someone came asking for money. Originally, Zheng Bo was scared and didn't want to show his face. But if he didn't, his house renovation project would be delayed. In the end, Zheng Bo had no choice but to bite the bullet and confront them. He didn't expect that the workers who were driven away would notify the company renovating Zheng Bo's house. The person in charge of that company also rushed to the scene. As soon as they heard that Zheng Bo owed the hotel money and didn't want to pay, they immediately stated that Zheng Bo had to pay the full amount for the house renovation. Otherwise, they would immediately stop work and pursue compensation from Zheng Bo for any resulting losses.

Zheng Bo's head throbbed. He never expected things to turn out this way. He had originally planned to only pay the renovation company a down payment, get the house renovated first, and then, once the extreme cold apocalypse arrived, who would come looking for money? As for the money he wouldn't have to pay, Zheng Bo intended to use it to order more gourmet food from various hotels. He never thought that this hotel incident would completely derail his plans.

Finally, having no other choice, Zheng Bo had to pay off both the hotel's remaining balance and the full renovation cost. This settled the matter, but the result was that the money he had borrowed by mortgaging his house, combined with his parents' savings, had dwindled to only a hundred thousand yuan. This was a difficult pill for Zheng Bo to swallow.

However, after a brief period of self-consolation, Zheng Bo regained his confidence. After all, he had his space. Moreover, he was a small area warehouse manager at the largest storage center in Dawu City. This storage center was the largest in the central region of Great Xia Kingdom, with a complete and diverse array of goods. As long as he cleared out the storage center's supplies on the eve of the apocalypse, he could still live a life of comfort and abundance during the apocalypse.

However, with only a hundred thousand yuan left, Zheng Bo had no choice but to first buy some staples like rice and flour, along with cheap supplies like instant noodles and sausages, and some heating fuel. With these supplies, he could ensure his most basic survival needs were met, guarding against unexpected situations. As for spending money on clean water, Zheng Bo was even more reluctant. After all, there would be plenty of snow outside after the apocalypse; although it wasn't the most sanitary, it would be drinkable after boiling.

Meanwhile, Zhao Yan was leisurely strolling around. The news he heard today had greatly cheered him up. Although Zhao Yan didn't know how Zheng Bo ultimately resolved the situation, he was certain that Zheng Bo had suffered a setback. And as long as Zheng Bo suffered, Zhao Yan was happy.

Zhao Yan walked a circle, then suddenly thought about the remaining hundred thousand yuan he had. Should he also buy some things? Although he had the System Shop and could exchange for various supplies, if he didn't spend the money before the apocalypse arrived, he felt like he would be losing out. So, Zhao Yan strolled along, pondering what would be suitable to purchase.

Unknowingly, Zhao Yan found himself next to a well-decorated hotpot restaurant. Before transmigrating, Zhao Yan had a fondness for hotpot. Seeing that it was almost dinner time, Zhao Yan walked into the hotpot restaurant. Upon entering, Zhao Yan found an empty table and sat down. Soon, a waitress came over and handed him a menu.

Zhao Yan practically ordered every dish on the menu.

"Sir, how many people are you?" The waitress, seeing Zhao Yan order so much, couldn't help but ask.

"Just me," Zhao Yan replied.

"That's a lot, sir. Can you eat all that?" the waitress asked, a little surprised.

"Don't worry, just bring it all out. Whether I can finish it or not is my business," Zhao Yan said with a grin. The helpless waitress had no choice but to take Zhao Yan's order to the kitchen. Actually, she wasn't worried about whether Zhao Yan could finish the food, but rather, seeing how old he was, she was afraid he might not pay after eating.

Soon, the dishes Zhao Yan ordered began to flow out from the kitchen like a river. Looking at the various delicious ingredients and the fiery red hotpot broth, Zhao Yan's appetite surged. After ordering two more bottles of iced beer, just as Zhao Yan was about to start eating, a familiar voice echoed from the restaurant entrance.

It was Zheng Bo!

"Qingzhi, what a coincidence, you're here for dinner too? How about I treat you today?"

Zhao Yan looked over and saw Zheng Bo shamelessly blocking the path of a beautiful woman in a light green, form-fitting long dress.

It was Fang Qingzhi!

The beautiful doctor from the complex. Fang Qingzhi glanced at Zheng Bo, a hint of disgust flashing in her eyes, then coldly said, "Excuse me, I'm not that familiar with you. Please stop pestering me." Fang Qingzhi then walked past Zheng Bo and headed deeper into the hotpot restaurant. And coincidentally, she was walking directly towards Zhao Yan's table.

Fang Qingzhi was the beauty whom Zheng Bo had already mentally earmarked to bring into his home. First, she was beautiful and had a good figure. Secondly, Fang Qingzhi was a doctor. Talents like doctors were considered highly sought-after during the apocalypse. After all, no one could guarantee they wouldn't get a headache or fever. Even with medicine, one would at least need a doctor's diagnosis to take the correct medication. Therefore, Zheng Bo was determined to get Fang Qingzhi. He planned to get to know her before the apocalypse, and then, after the apocalypse, use food as bait to easily win her over.

"Qingzhi! I just want to get to know you. There's nothing wrong with having a meal together."

Zheng Bo shamelessly chased after her, once again blocking Fang Qingzhi's path.

"You, how can you be like this? I'm not familiar with you. Stop calling me Qingzhi, Qingzhi. It's a bit disgusting," Fang Qingzhi said coldly, her face full of disdain.

Zheng Bo had already suffered a major loss today, so his mood wasn't particularly good to begin with. After encountering Fang Qingzhi, he had intended to use his charm to invite her to dinner, thinking it wouldn't be a problem. He didn't expect her to call him disgusting, which enraged Zheng Bo somewhat.

Zheng Bo narrowed his already small eyes, and his expression turned cold. "You wretched woman, don't refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit." With that, he raised his arm, intending to slap Fang Qingzhi.

Just as Zheng Bo's palm was about to descend, he found his wrist firmly caught by someone.