Natural Disasters Strikes: I stockpiled like crazy! - Chapter 62

Chapter 62: Confession (1)
[Special Mission: Find out the identity of the other player. The host can choose to form alliance or plunder each other.]

[Special Mission Reward: Experience points and an unknown additional reward.]

[Time Limit: 2 days.]

The contents came as shocking as when she found out about her regression.

At the same time, a number appeared beside the Game Lobby’s tab.

[Game Lobby- 2/2 Players]

“System , why didn’t you mention that there is another player besides me?” Nanzhi pursed her lips.

The Sim City Disaster app wasn’t a multiplayer game but rather adapts a single-player and campaign mode settings and so she wasn’t expecting for another player’s existence.

[The host never asked about the number of players.]

“Fair enough.” Nanzhi didn’t blame about this but her eyes turned cold before pushing another matter forward.

“However didn’t you tell me before that you will not in any way endanger me? Don’t you think that withholding that kind of important information is rather a danger to me itself?”

What if the other side is also issued the same special mission or a mission to kill her?

Nanzhi would be completely unaware that someone was aiming for her back and one that is equipped with the same golden fingers she has or more powerful than that.

Additionally, what if the other side had unlocked the game system earlier on than her and his/her level is twice or even thrice than hers!

That is a catastrophe waiting to happen.

[…]

[The system had reviewed the host’s complain and will better serve the host next time.]

Nanzhi’s dissatisfaction lessened and she took advantage of squeezing answers from it.

“How many players are there is this world beside me?”

“Do they also possess the same game functions as the ones I’ve unlocked and will unlock in the future?”

“Where did the players came from? How did you choose them? Are they the same as me who experienced two lives?”

“What exactly is this game system? Who made you? Or what were you made for?”

This system encompasses logic and she always wonder about its creation.

Nanzhi had a bellyful of questions.

….

Nanzhi, Lin Weihao and the others had set off.

The location of the rivulet is a fifteen-minute walk from their camp.

Although the water level here is the shallowest, the water level still reached their knees and as they get nearer to the bank on the other side, the water keeps getting higher.

One can only imagine the situation of the tourist hotel. Her estimate that it would be around 5 to 7 meters of flood water left.

Along the way, Nanzhi saw frogs thrice big as an adult man’s fist. Their body colors were either in yellowish green and olive-brown with scattered black spots. They possessed large eardrum, long, strong and tapering snout.

The aunties in her past life called them edible bullfrogs.

They were the source of alternative food for survivors in the midst of drought and famine, along with insects, leather, barks and soils.

Lin Weihao’s group was very prepared like her. They had folded inflatable boats with high-powered hand-pulled inflatable pump in their bags.

Since each inflatable boat can only carry four people, they were divided into two groups: Lin Weihao and Nanzhi were in the same boat and the rest were in the different boat.

Bingwen and Hei Qian looked at Feng Ran who bitterly looking at the direction of the other boat.

Feng Ran’s eyes were the same as a puppy being abandoned.

Seeing an opportunity arise, Nanzhi asked Lin Weihao, “Mr. Lin, about the supplies in Unit 2104, I wanted to say thank you so much.” She paused a second before continuing, “However, I wanted to ask you if you were also aware about the super typhoon lasting for a longer period of time?”

She used the word ‘also’ since Lin Weihao was a perceptive man.

He must have also known that she also knew about the disaster because of the supplies she gave.

The system answered that the number of players are unknown.

Unlike her, the functions the other players can gain access to will be very limited.

For instance, while the slots in her inventory are endless, they may only have ten and they don’t have a virtual farm.

About the source of the system and how it was made wasn’t going to be disclosed until she reached a Level 100.

What a pain in the a**.

Additionally, the condition for them to be players is random and whether they also regressed like her is unknown.

But one thing is certain, they were given information about the apocalypse be it one week before or in the exact day or in the midst but not the specific contents of the dungeon.

In the past, Lin Weihao and the base he built was more prosperous than the others and the supplies there was abundant.

Although the quality of life could not be compared to the pre-apocalyptic days, the working base residents could eat three times a day.

She initially thought that because Lin Weihao had many connections, he would somehow know about the disasters.

But the government’s preparation and those meteorologists were inadequate because if they knew of the coming disasters, they would have transfer the granaries to a safe place and not let it be devoured by the locust tide.

That leaves her guess to that if Lin Weihao was one of the players.

If ever that is the case she will established alliance.

Lin Weihao’s eyes became hazy as if a layer of cloud covered it. His gaze on was on her face but she can feel he wasn’t staring at her but into something else like how she would try to remember a distant memory.

“I should also thank Miss Lin for the supplies. Chen’er and my mother liked the vegetable the most.”

In a deep and low voice laced with a bit of gloominess, he said, “This may sound absurd but Miss Lin, would you believe me if I told you I’ve experienced the end of this world and this is my second life?”