Chapter 6: Promises Made 6.2

The low-level combat suit is of little use, while the high-level one is not accessible to Chen Luo. Neither of them is strong in terms of defense like armor.

In the following days, Chen Luo has been adapting to the armor.

Chen Luo commissioned the security company to purchase the electric batons, which cost around 40,000 yuan per unit.

The high voltage released by them can instantly stun people, and a few seconds of electrocution can even kill a person.

There are a total of fifty electric batons, but it is inconvenient for others to carry them around. However, Chen Luo has the ability of spatial manipulation, so he can rotate them and use them one by one. It is no problem for him to electrocute several hundred zombies at once.

Chen Luo also purchased a heavy truck that is 13 meters long, and parked it near the cold storage.

 On the evening of June 2nd, he moved all the remaining stockpiled supplies, except for the meat in the cold storage, into his spatial manipulation ability.

Even if someone noticed the miraculous disappearance of the supplies, I have nothing to be afraid of, what can they do?

The apocalypse will break out tomorrow.

At night, Chen Luo was tossing and turning and unable to sleep.

“I’ve been reborn once, will this damn apocalypse not come?” he thought.

“If it doesn’t come, then all the supplies I’ve stockpiled will go to waste. But on the other hand, maybe it’s better if it doesn’t come. I’ll sacrifice myself for the greater good of humanity.”

“I’m already a millionaire, isn’t it better to live comfortably in this prosperous world and avoid the inhumane apocalypse?” Chen Luo thought.

The next morning, he woke up early, feeling a bit conflicted as the apocalypse was going to break out around 9:20 am.

At 8 am, Chen Luo, who was familiar with Chen Jian’an’s habits, knew that he would not arrive at the company until 9 o’clock, probably having breakfast at this time.

Chen Luo took out his phone and dialed Chen Jian’an’s number.

“Uncle, there’s something I need your help with,” he respectfully said.

Chen Jian’an hypocritically replied, “You’re my nephew. If I can help, of course I will.”

Chen Luo chuckled and said, “Well, the thing is, I urgently need some money, but as you know, all my money is tied up in stockpiling pigs.”

“I want to mortgage all the supplies I’ve stockpiled to you. It’s worth 1 billion, but I only need to borrow five hundred million,” Chen Luo continued.

 “Let’s be clear about the terms, Uncle. I’ll borrow the money for one month, and at the end of the month, I’ll pay you back six hundred million. If I can’t repay the loan, then all the supplies will be used to pay off the debt.”

Chen Jian’an was surprised and asked, “Why do you need so much money in such a hurry?”

However, Chen Jian’an did not refuse. He quickly thought to himself that he would not lose anything regardless of whether Chen Luo made a profit or a loss.

 And Chen Luo was highly likely to lose his pants, which meant that Chen Jian’an could exchange five hundred million for 1 billion worth of goods.

Although Chen Jian’an did not approve of Chen Luo’s hoarding behavior, selling 1 billion worth of goods for 800 million was not a problem, right? This deal could be made.

Chen Jian’an coldly chuckled, warning Chen Luo not to blame him if he lost money.

Chen Luo continued, “Uncle, please wait for me at home. I’ll go to your house now to discuss this in person. I also miss Brother Fei, so I’ll call him to invite him too.”

Upon hanging up, Chen Jian’an agreed to meet with Chen Luo and discuss the matter further. However, such a significant transaction could not be done haphazardly, and he would need to investigate before lending any money.

Chen Luo’s face revealed a sense of coldness, knowing that if the apocalypse were to happen, they would not survive. He thought to himself, “On the day of the apocalypse, you will have to pay with your lives.”