Night of the Apocalypse

Chapter 7: Submission

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Shen Qiu opened the door and walked into the room carrying the things he bought. He put some of the things he bought in the refrigerator and some on the cabinet.

After doing all this, Shen Qiu washed an apple and walked towards the bedroom.

He sat in front of the computer which was always turned on, took a bite of an apple, and browsed the forum.

The entire forum was more lively than last night, with all kinds of messy posts flying around.

Shen Qiu even saw a very popular post, and he clicked on it to take a look.

The post read: The ancient prophecy of the end of the world is about to come, so hurry up and spend all your savings to enjoy yourself? Otherwise, you will die but your money is still there, how sad that would be.

Second floor: What if we listened to you and spent all our money, but the end of the world didn’t come

3F: If that happens, then it really is the end of the world! And it’s our own end! Haha!

Floor 4: The identification is complete. The poster of this post is definitely a dishonest businessman who is deceiving us into spending money.

Shen Qiu browsed through it quietly, his brows furrowed even more. He found that the official had not issued any new announcements since last night's announcement.

And the countdown only has 10 hours and 32 minutes left.

Shen Qiu stared at the countdown. He was very curious about what big event would happen when the countdown ended.

So I sat in front of the computer, supporting my face with one hand, and waited quietly.

Tick-tock

The hands of the clock keep moving.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, Shen Qiu felt a little sleepy. He didn't try to stay awake, but slowly closed his eyes and took a nap.

After a burst of noisy hawking sounds were heard all around, Shen Qiu's head shook slightly, and the whole person slowly woke up. At this time, the countdown displayed by the scarlet skull on the computer screen was only 3 hours and 53 minutes.

Only then did Shen Qiu realize that he had slept for a long time. The light around the room had dimmed and was illuminated by the purple ambient light of the computer case.

Then he slowly stood up and moved his hands and feet a little. He had been sitting and sleeping for too long, and his hands and feet were a little numb.

Buzz~

At this moment, the mobile phone placed in front of the computer desk suddenly vibrated and a call came in.

Shen Qiu glanced over and saw the screen lit up, showing the caller's note: profiteer.

Seeing the note on the display, Shen Qiu sat down again and hung up the call without any pause.

Less than three seconds after Shen Qiu hung up the phone, the phone vibrated again.

The caller ID showed that it was still a profiteer. Shen Qiu reached out his hand again with an expressionless face and hung up the phone. Then he operated the mouse to refresh the Haiyin platform.

Unfortunately, Shen Qiu seemed to have underestimated the other party's perseverance. His cell phone vibrated again and the profiteer called again.

Shen Qiu frowned slightly, then picked up the phone and answered it, speaking in a cold tone.

"What? If you have something to say, say it now. If you have nothing to say, fart now. Otherwise, I'm hanging up now."

"Haha, don't! I have something important to discuss with you."

A greasy, flattering voice suddenly came from the phone.

"I'm not interested and don't want to hear it."

"It's really important, why don't we meet in person."

"No time, see you."

After Shen Qiu finished speaking, he hung up the phone and put it back on the table.

Buzz~

The phone vibrated again and the screen lit up. But this time it wasn't a call from a profiteer, but a message that popped up.

"Dear Mr. Shen, your electricity bill is in arrears. I will automatically prepay 200 Union Coins. Your account with the last digit 444 has a remaining balance of 3241 Union Coins."

When Shen Qiu saw this message, his expression changed slightly and he picked up the phone again.

He opened the call log and looked at the rejected number of the profiteer, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes. He really didn't want to pay attention to this guy, but his wallet didn't allow him to be so tough.

But in the end Shen Qiu did not dial the number, but just muttered to himself helplessly.

"Forget it, let him call me later."

Sure enough, within half a minute, the profiteer called again.

Shen Qiu picked up the phone, but before he could say anything, the person on the other end of the line started talking non-stop, as if he was afraid of being hung up again.

"My dear brother, ancestor, please don't hang up on me. I really have something important to talk to you about. Don't worry, it's definitely a good thing."

"Hey~ okay, let's meet up."

"Really? That's great. What do you want to eat? You can choose any restaurant. It's my treat!"

The profiteer said excitedly.

"Don't bother, just come to the Juewei Night Market next to my house."

Shen Qiu turned the gaming chair, glanced out the window, and replied calmly.

"Okay, no problem, I'll be right there!"

The profiteer agreed happily.

After Shen Qiu hung up the phone, he stood up, changed into a black sportswear, and then walked outside.

A few minutes later, Shen Qiu walked out of the community gate and headed towards the nearby night market street.

Before he even got there, he smelled the aroma of barbecue and stir-frying in the air.

Although it is already past nine o'clock in the evening, you can still see from afar that the night market is extremely lively.

Soon Shen Qiu arrived at the night market. He walked along the street. The cement road under his feet was covered with black oil stains that could not be washed away. It was almost patinaed.

There are open-air stalls on the steps on both sides of the street, with folding wooden tables set up. Some restaurant owners even move their kitchens to the street and stir-fry dishes in the open air to attract passers-by.

Since this place is a university town and it was Saturday, most of the stalls were occupied by young men and women. They were eating, chatting, and drinking happily.

Not affected at all by the Red Skull incident.

Shen Qiu looked at the night market full of the atmosphere of fireworks, and his mood improved a lot.

"Brother, how about something to eat? We have all kinds of hot dishes, cold dishes, and barbecue."

At this time, a stall owner wearing a greasy apron saw Shen Qiu coming over and greeted him enthusiastically.

Shen Qiu stopped and glanced at the stall. There happened to be a nice empty table left, so he nodded, walked over, pulled a small stool and sat down.

The proprietress came over warmly and asked, holding the simple menu.

"What to eat!"

Shen Qiu said directly without looking at the menu.

"No one has arrived yet, give me a plate of boiled peanuts and smashed cucumbers first."

"Okay, no problem!"

The proprietress picked up the blank notebook and wrote down the appetizers that Shen Qiu ordered.

Not long after, a young waiter who looked quite nice came up with appetizers.

"Sir, your dish."

"Um."

Shen Qiu took apart a pair of disposable chopsticks and cracked some peanuts while wondering what the unscrupulous businessman wanted from him.

Of course, "買商" is not his real name, but a nickname given to him by Shen Qiu. His real name is Huang Lang.

Huang Lang is one of the core management members of the Tianji Club to which Shen Qiu belongs. He is specifically responsible for attracting sponsorship, advertising, marketing and the like.