Doomsday: with unlimited warehouse system



"Augustus!" Seeing Augustus being killed by David, Eamonn was filled with grief and despair! But he knew even more that David's next target was himself. He looked up at this killer in shock and fear, his eyes revealing a hint of timidity. He hadn't expected David to have this move, which was clearly beyond his expectations.

At this moment, David had reloaded the Desert Eagle with bullets, once again raising his hand and aiming the gun at Eamonn.

"Oh no!" Eamonn shuddered, trembling slightly. He didn't want to end up like Augustus, riddled with bullets by David. Even though he wanted revenge, he had no means to resist David's power.

"David, wait for me! I will come back for revenge! If I don't kill you, I vow never to be a human!" Eamonn stood up, gritting his teeth as he spoke to David. He glanced at Augustus's body, his eyes burning with anger. In the next moment, a foul-smelling blood emerged under his feet, and he immediately disappeared into the blood.

"David, I'll go after him!" Arnold reacted quickly, running downstairs, hoping to catch Eamonn.

"No need, you can't use your abilities now, so you won't be able to catch him. He's just an ant, let him live a few more days. Kill God Gang? Eamonn? Interesting." David sneered, remembering the information he had just obtained from the two.

"Awesome! So awesome! David, you're really amazing!" Fatso clapped his hands and showered David with praise, but his eyes were fixed on the Desert Eagle in David's hands. David understood Fatso's intention and promptly kept the Desert Eagle concealed in his arms.

"David, let's discuss something. How about you..." Fatso approached with a coy smile.

"No need to discuss." Without waiting for Fatso to finish, David cut him off and continued walking upstairs. Fatso's expression instantly turned sulky, like a pouting child. However, the thought of the powerful Desert Eagle made him swallow his resentment and follow behind David.

"Next time we encounter danger, I'll take care of it. You just relax! Once we deal with that ghostly zombie, how about I treat you and the team members to beer? Or maybe we can have a barbecue. I grill the best lamb!" Fatso continued chattering, hoping to win David's favor and get the Desert Eagle. But David simply smiled and didn't say a word, continuing his search in each room. This left Fatso feeling defeated and sighing.

"Sigh! When did I become so pathetic, begging for a gun like this? But in front of David, I'm just David's humble Fatso!" Fatso's demeanor suddenly changed, and he started imitating David's manner of speech. The others couldn't help but feel nauseous and almost wanted to vomit.

An old man acting so oily? It's just too much! David's face twitched, and he stopped in his tracks. Then he pulled out the Desert Eagle from his pocket again, and Fatso immediately got excited, eagerly waiting for David to hand it over.

Little did he know that David aimed the gun at Fatso, coldly saying, "Try saying it again?"

Fatso looked up at the black hole muzzle, and his mouth closed immediately. He didn't want to eat David's bullets or end up like the unlucky guy earlier. Satisfied, David nodded, giving Fatso a meaningful smile.

This left Fatso deflated like a deflated balloon, his head drooping down. Helplessly, he could only follow behind David and continue the search.

And Duke, who was walking at the back, lifted his head and glanced at everyone before quietly slipping away from the group. A few minutes later, he reappeared behind the team. A faint smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as he looked up at the fourth floor.

Quickly, David led the team to the fourth floor. As soon as they stepped onto this level, David felt an especially chilling and oppressive aura. Eerie gusts of dark wind rolled along the walls and floors.

"Why is the Yin Qi so heavy here?" Charles observed the visible black winds around them and spoke. He attempted to use his abilities again but found no effect. The presence of these dark winds seemed to drain his strength, making him feel weak.

"The domain here seems even stronger." Charles remarked to David, feeling the inexplicable weakness.

David also noticed the difference, but his defensive layer shielded him, rendering the environment almost ineffective against him.

"The domain set by the ghost zombies increases with each floor of the apartment. The higher the floor, the more restrictions it imposes on intruders." David deduced the domain rules based on their experiences on the third floor. Fatso also became serious, nodding in agreement with David's analysis.

"What should we do next? We can't use our abilities. If that's the case, it will get more dangerous as we go up." Sally expressed her concern. As she spoke, her aura became unstable, and her strength seemed to be gradually ebbing away. It wasn't just her; others also felt their energy thinning, as if they would collapse like a pile of mud soon.

This was only on the fourth floor, and they were already in such a dire situation. They dared not imagine how terrifying it would be above the fourth floor. David quietly retrieved several Gene Fruits from the storage system and handed them to the team, instructing them to eat them immediately. Preserving their strength was crucial in their current situation.

Fatso received one without hesitation and quickly consumed it. After consuming the Gene Fruit, everyone felt a considerable recovery of their strength, and their auras stabilized.

David spoke again, "This place isn't safe for you. Go back to the third floor and wait for me there. If anything happens, call out to me loudly." The current situation was evident; the team members would only be a burden to David here. Asking them to leave was not only to conserve their fighting strength but also to keep potential support in reserve.

"But hurry down, the dark winds here are getting thicker!" David pulled out his alloy dagger and frowned, keeping his eyes fixed on the rolling dark winds ahead.

Charles nodded, understanding David's intention, and quickly led the others back to the third floor.