The apocalypse struck, and I became a druid.

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He got all these supplies for free!

"I've won! I've really won this time!" Han Ning was a little excited, but quickly forced himself to calm down.

With so much stuff, it's impossible to move it all in one trip.

Since the owner of this house has not returned.

Then he can just move in.

It also saves you the step of moving the items.

Higher floors are also safer.

Simply move over any useful items from your own 703.

Logically speaking, the 703 and 803 apartment types are similar, but his home seems to be smaller than this apartment.

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It's possible that the previous owner made some modifications.

There's no storage room like that.

And the things in the refrigerator.

Even if fruits and vegetables rot, you might be able to find seeds and cultivate new crops.

No matter how much food you have, there will come a day when it's all gone.

Only by cultivating a variety of fruits and vegetables can sustainable development be achieved.

Having made up his mind, Han Ning took nothing, walked to the door, and listened intently.

The only sound in the corridor outside was the sound of rain; there was no movement from any living creature.

He gently opened the door, quickly walked down the stairs, and returned to the seventh floor.

Back at the familiar door of 703, Han Ning opened the door and went inside to find some containers to store things.

Then, put some of your own supplies, frequently used tools, a few changes of clothes, pillowcases and duvet covers with your own masculine scent, bedding, etc. into the container.

Without even catching his breath, he decisively went out again.

Time is life, and he must move the supplies to a new location as quickly as possible before being discovered by people or monsters appear.

Even though you don't have much stuff, it's all odds and ends, and you still can't move it all in one trip.

Newly planted crops and similar items are considered heavy objects.

He tried to carry only the important items.

On the second trip, just as he was dragging the last few supplies and carefully walking to the entrance of the building.

Sudden.

Step...step...step...

A very faint sound came from downstairs.

"That's footsteps?!"

"And there was more than one; they were speaking very softly and were quickly going upstairs."

Han Ning listened intently, and his expression instantly became very serious.

The direction... was heading straight towards the eighth floor where he was.

At the same time, the creatures below seemed to notice that Han Ning's footsteps had suddenly stopped, and their footsteps became more frequent.

Han Ning retracted the vines that were entangled in the supplies and stared intently at the direction of the stairwell below.

Since they are human, they are not that scary in terms of fighting strength alone.

The footsteps are getting closer and clearer.

Tap tap tap, tap tap tap!

It was very fast, and there was no attempt to conceal it.

It seemed to carry a sense of... urgency and greed.

next second.

Five figures suddenly came up from the sixth floor and bumped into Han Ning, who was about to go upstairs.

The leader was a young man with a strong build and a buzz cut.

He held a steel pipe wrapped in cloth strips with its tip sharpened.

Their eyes were all fixed on the storage box behind Han Ning, their gazes filled with longing.

The man with the buzz cut raised a steel pipe and pointed it at Han Ning: "Put your things down and get out!"

Before he finished speaking, the two men behind him, who had been unable to restrain themselves any longer, rushed towards Han Ning without saying a word, like wild dogs that had broken free of their reins.

"court death!"

Looking at the other party's attitude, which resembled that of a robber.

A surge of anger rose within Han Ning.

The anxiety of days of life-or-death struggle and shortage of supplies was completely ignited at this moment.

Chi Chi!

A sharp, piercing sound tore through the air, ripping apart the stifling atmosphere of the corridor.

Ten vines, their surfaces covered with countless sharp wooden spikes, burst forth from the cracks in the floor, the corners of the walls, and even the shadows of the ceiling beside Han Ning.

The two men at the front only saw a flash of green before their eyes, and then, with a few loud cracking sounds, a tremendous force slammed into their chests and arms.

"Ugh!"

"my hand!"

The dull thud and the piercing screams rang out almost simultaneously.

The person who grabbed the rice bag was struck precisely on the wrist by a vine. The crisp sound of bones cracking could be clearly heard. The person screamed and was sent rolling backward as he was whipped, crashing heavily into the puddle.

There were more than a dozen splinters stuck in his skin, which looked very painful.

The other guy fared even worse; two vines lashed out, one striking his arm as it reached out to grab him, and the other lashing his calf as he tumbled down the stairs.

The other two, who were a beat slower and rushed up, were so terrified by the sudden and terrifying attack that they stopped in their tracks.

They watched in horror as the ten vines, which seemed to be alive, slowly swayed around Han Ning.

"The Awakener?!"

The man with the buzz cut twitched violently in the muscles on his face and took a few steps back without anyone noticing.

As if by magic, his face immediately transformed into an almost fawning smile.

"A misunderstanding, a huge misunderstanding!"

The man with the buzz cut quickly threw the steel pipe to the ground with a clatter, made a gesture of surrender, and loudly explained,

"Brother, we're on the same side! The flood has washed away the Dragon King's temple."

He cautiously took half a step forward, glanced at the ten slowly wriggling dark green vines in front of Han Ning, and immediately stopped.

Seeing that Han Ning showed no sign of making a move, the man with the buzz cut continued:

"To tell you the truth, our boss is also an Awakened One, and he is currently searching for Awakened Ones like you, brother."

Han Ning frowned and asked, "Your boss? Is he in this building too?"

"Yes, we usually hang out on the fourth and fifth floors."

The man with the buzz cut nodded.

"In this godforsaken place, it's too difficult to go it alone."

"Our leader said that only by sticking together and working together as one can we survive."

"Brother, with your skills, if you were to join us, you'd definitely be the second-in-command. You'd have all sorts of supplies and women you could want."

"How about it, do you want to think about it?"

The man with the buzz cut ignored the screams of his underlings behind him and tried his best to make his words sound sincere.

Han Ning remained expressionless, but inwardly he was sneering.

The ugly sight of those guys rushing at us like vicious dogs to snatch supplies is still fresh in my mind, and now they've turned into our own people in the blink of an eye.

They probably coveted the supplies he had just found, as well as his Awakened abilities, and really wanted to recruit him as a henchman or cannon fodder.

"Not interested." Han Ning's voice was completely calm as he accepted the invitation.

The man with the buzz cut froze for a moment, but quickly recovered.

He rubbed his hands together and chuckled dryly.

"I understand, I understand. We offended you just now, brother. It's normal for you to have a problem with us."

"This matter isn't urgent, think about it again."

As he spoke, he gestured to his three henchmen to pull the two men off the floor.

“We live in room 402 on the fourth floor. If you ever change your mind or need any help, feel free to come down and find us anytime.”

Han Ning simply stared at them coldly, without uttering a word.

"Then let's go first."

The man with the buzz cut felt uneasy under Han Ning's gaze and dared not say another word. He quickly called his companions and hurriedly left.

The chaotic footsteps quickly faded into the distance, disappearing into the darkness leading downstairs.

Soon, only the incessant sound of rain remained in the corridor.

Han Ning quickly turned around, flicked out vines, wrapped them around the storage box containing various tools and food, and continued walking up to the 8th floor.

Go back inside the house.

Han Ning carried the last batch of supplies into the entrance hall of 803 and locked the security door behind him.