"Nizi...!"

"Nizi! Wake up!"

"Gu Tiandi! I won't let you get away with this!!"

"Qin Lang, you were no match for me when you were alive. Do you think I'll be afraid of you now that you're dead? Ha, what's the difference between your power, unable to protect even your own woman, and trash?"

"Gu Tiandi! I'll kill you!!!"

"Die!"

...

...

In the narrow and cramped rental room, Qin Lang suddenly sat up.

His shirt and bedding were soaked with sweat. He breathed heavily, his bloodshot eyes filled with anger.

But soon, this anger turned into confusion.

His community had just been attacked by hostile forces. His comrades, friends, and woman were all killed, and he was shot. So why did he suddenly appear here?

"Where... am I? Why does it look so much like the apartment I lived in five years ago?"

Muttering to himself, Qin Lang's gaze fell on the old-fashioned phone on the pillow. He picked up the phone, looked at the time displayed on it, and was stunned.

"July 3, 2077..."

"July 3rd?!"

This was the day before the apocalypse!

"I... have been reborn?!" Qin Lang couldn't believe it, yet he was excited.

Outside the window, he saw a bustling stream of people and vehicles, the air filled with the sweet smell of bread.

Qin Lang took five minutes to confirm that he wasn't dreaming. Overjoyed, he opened the loan apps on his phone, such as 'Xiaoman Loans', 'Gou Dong Gold Bar', 'No Money to Spend', and borrowed all the credit limits, totaling over 300,000.

In less than twelve hours, the apocalypse would arrive, and by then human civilization would be completely destroyed, replaced by the laws of the apocalypse. Money naturally became the most useless thing.

But before that, these scattered silver coins still had some use.

"Xiao Qin, come out, do you want to taste the freshly baked cream puffs?"

Li Achou, the owner of the bakery downstairs, greeted Qin Lang warmly.

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Qin Lang stopped in his tracks, looking at the seemingly honest but actually cunning bakery owner. A hint of imperceptible cunning flashed in his eyes. In his previous life, he had almost been tricked and killed by Li Achou.

"I was too naive in my previous life, like a fool. This life, I won't be."

With this in mind, Qin Lang smiled faintly. "Li ge, can I borrow your van?"

Li Achou didn't hesitate and threw the car keys to him. "No problem, use it as you like."

Qin Lang took a few steps, then turned around. "Remember to pick up more cards at night, especially the ones with colors."

Li Achou was a bit puzzled, wondering what cards he was talking about. As he turned his head, Qin Lang had already driven away.

...

Qin Lang spent six hours shopping and another six hours forcing himself to rest, and before he knew it, it was already ten minutes to midnight.

He flicked away the cigarette butt in his hand and stomped it out, slinging the backpack onto his chest, with a brand-new mountain bike under his crotch.

The central pedestrian street in the city center was the busiest place in the city, but at this moment, it was already early in the morning, and there were almost no people on the road.

When the time pointed to twelve o'clock, a buzzing sound, as if from beyond the planet, sounded, followed by pouring rain.

Unlike the usual rain, which was water, the rain at this moment consisted of poker card-sized cards.

These cards fluttered down like snowflakes, covering the ground densely.

The cards came in different colors: white, green, blue, silver, gold...

"Gold card!!!" Qin Lang keenly locked onto a gold card dozens of meters away, his eyes filled with fanaticism, and he rushed over with all his might!

Without any accident, Qin Lang successfully collected the gold card and directly stuffed it into his coat pocket!

"What's going on? Why is it raining cards?"

"Did a plane transporting playing cards explode? I didn't see any flying objects."

"What are these cards for?"

Residents near the pedestrian street came out one after another, looking at the card rain with curiosity.

At this moment, Qin Lang frantically picked up cards, without any hesitation. Regardless of the color of the cards, he stuffed them all into his backpack. These were extremely important strategic resources, without exception!

Soon, a backpack was filled with cards, with over a thousand cards inside.

Qin Lang hung the full backpack on the rear seat of the car, took out a new one, and started the process all over again.

While picking up cards, he also observed whether there were silver or higher-level cards. Those were the ones that needed to be picked up first, as they could greatly increase his survival rate in the apocalypse.

"Huh? What's that...?"

Suddenly, Qin Lang's pupils contracted. Among the cards falling all over the sky, one card was flashing with colorful light, slowly drifting down ahead.

"Legendary Color Card!!"

Qin Lang swallowed hard, snatched the colorful card in a flying dive, and firmly held it in his palm.

...

The card rain stopped after an hour, and Qin Lang successfully filled thirteen bags with cards. Almost all the cards on the pedestrian street were collected by him alone, with an estimated total of over ten thousand.

Seeing the bulging backpacks in the storage space of the car, Qin Lang couldn't help but feel excited. He had never fought such a prosperous battle before.

As time passed by second by second, the eastern sky began to turn pale.

At 7:30 a.m., half an hour before the apocalypse.

Li Achou knocked on the door again, panting. "Xiao Qin, I'm back. These are my two younger brothers."

Followed by Li Achou were two young men in their late teens.

Qin Lang nodded and let the three of them in without any precautions, casually closing the door behind them.

"Xiao Qin, you've picked up quite a lot, haven't you? Impressive." Li Achou smiled.

Qin Lang smiled faintly, "Yes."

"Bro, can you give us a few bags? We were late going out, and many cards were picked up by others."

The young man on the left smiled and asked, deliberately lifting his shirt to reveal the dagger strapped to his waistband.