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我在末日卖水泥，大佬跪求批发
Lonely Crocodile
In the zombie apocalypse, when others awakened their powers, I awakened a shabby [primary building materials mall] where I could only buy cement, steel bars and explosion-proof glass. My teammates abandoned me: "Trash, keep your cement to feed the zombies!" I silently built a 10-square-meter "safe house" with double-layer explosion-proof windows in the ruins using cement and steel bars. A cold wave of zombies struck overnight, and the temperature plummeted to minus fifty degrees. The original teammates were frozen into ice sculptures in the leaky building. The superpowers relied on their physical bodies to resist, resulting in heavy casualties. Only my cabin is as warm as spring. In the early morning, I set up a boiler on the roof to heat hot water. The steam was particularly conspicuous on the dead ruins. The S-class firepower captain who abandoned me yesterday crawled under my wall with his frostbitten legs and used his last strength to knock on my explosion-proof glass. There was no arrogance in his eyes, only the most primitive desire remained. I opened a small window and the hot air hit his face. He trembled and asked, "Is there any more cement? I... I'll exchange it for crystal nuclei."
In the zombie apocalypse, when others awakened their powers, I awakened a shabby [primary building materials mall] where I could only buy cement, steel bars and explosion-proof glass. My teammates abandoned me: "Trash, keep your cement to feed the zombies!" I silently built a 10-square-meter "safe house" with double-layer explosion-proof windows in the ruins using cement and steel bars. A cold wave of zombies struck overnight, and the temperature plummeted to minus fifty degrees. The original teammates were frozen into ice sculptures in the leaky building. The superpowers relied on their physical bodies to resist, resulting in heavy casualties. Only my cabin is as warm as spring. In the early morning, I set up a boiler on the roof to heat hot water. The steam was particularly conspicuous on the dead ruins. The S-class firepower captain who abandoned me yesterday crawled under my wall with his frostbitten legs and used his last strength to knock on my explosion-proof glass. There was no arrogance in his eyes, only the most primitive desire remained. I opened a small window and the hot air hit his face. He trembled and asked, "Is there any more cement? I... I'll exchange it for crystal nuclei."