"In fact, what's even less than time." Zhou Qingfeng looked at a wall clock on the wall and sighed in his heart. It's now 12 noon on August 2, 2030, and there are less than 60 hours before the catastrophe occurs.

At this time, Katerina's lunch officially began. The young girl took out canned green beans, condensed milk, jam, and bread from the kitchen cabinet. Looking at these foods, Zhou Qingfeng said in surprise: "Just eat this for lunch?"

"What else do you want to eat?" Katerina sat at the dining table and used a knife to spread the jam on the whole wheat bread. She said while eating: "If you have eaten lizards, snakes, and dead mice to survive, you will feel that these are delicious."

It is really difficult to communicate with mercenaries who survived this cruel battlefield. Zhou Qingfeng could only complain, "Even if you order a pizza, it is better than eating these." He scooped a spoonful of green beans and put them into his mouth. After chewing it for a few times, he felt that he was afraid of being sad during the catastrophe.

Oh my God! I have a Chinese stomach! I come from the foodie empire! I eat canned food and bread every day. After three months of living like this, I can destroy human civilization without nuclear bombs. I can die of depression.

Before dinner, Katerina finally agreed to Zhou Qingfeng's request and found an online supermarket in New York on her mobile phone to buy a large amount of supplies he needed. These supplies will be delivered directly from an electric unmanned delivery truck in the afternoon, and will all be moved into the basement of Katerina's house.

However, these supplies still failed to make Zhou Qingfeng feel at ease because the food lacks fresh meat and vegetables. Even if these things are brought, they need to be kept in a special cold storage, otherwise they will rot soon. This means that once a catastrophe comes, Zhou Qingfeng's stomach will have to eat canned food every day.

"It's so damn!"

Thinking about the fact that American soldiers ate Spam canned food every day on the battlefield, Zhou Qingfeng could foresee that his future life would not be very easy. "We must think of some solutions!"

Looking at Zhou Qingfeng frowned, Katerina asked on the initiative: "Hi! Why do the supplies you purchased include sanitary napkins for women?"

"Ah? Sanitary napkins..." Zhou Qingfeng said that this was prepared by himself for Anji and other women, and the amount of preparation was quite large. "I..., did I buy it? I ordered it by accident. I will return it when the goods arrive."

You should know that after the catastrophe, human life will decline in a collapsed manner, especially after winter comes, humans will throw all the combustible materials they see into the stove and burn them. At that time, many things that have become accustomed to in life will become very short of.

"Hmph..." Katerina obviously didn't believe Zhou Qingfeng's words very much. She whispered "pervert", probably because she regarded Zhou Qingfeng as a weird person with strange hobbies.

The money for buying things was paid by Katerina for helping Zhou Qingfeng pay online, and Zhou Qingfeng's more than 57,000 US dollars in cash was placed on the dining table, which was handed over to Katerina.

Thinking that the US dollar turned into waste paper after the catastrophe, Zhou Qingfeng couldn't help but say, "Catrina, you'd better spend all your money these two days."

"Why?" Caterina had eaten quickly, and Zhou Qingfeng had just started to eat a few bites. She had already eaten her own portion and picked up the dishes and delivered them to the kitchen.

"I'm thinking that your material reserves are not very sufficient, which is not in line with the philosophy of survival crazy." Zhou Qingfeng could only make this excuse.

There are many survival craziers in the United States who are always worried that they will not be able to survive when natural disasters occur. In the 1960s and 1970s, the shadow of nuclear war shrouded the world. Many Americans dig shelter in their backyards and reserved supplies to prepare for the nuclear winter.

"I'm not a survival crazier," Katerina denied, but she was obviously a little moved by Zhou Qingfeng's words, and said, "Maybe I should add some weapons and ammunition. I have consumed a lot of ammunition recently."

"Buying ammunition is also a good choice." Zhou Qingfeng thought that he would just spend all his money before 6 pm on August 4th, and he said: "Actually, you can buy more weapons, so that the weapons are more valuable."

Katerina couldn't resist this. She quickly finished her lunch, cleared the table and said, "Follow me, the nearby supermarket has the ammunition I need."

Zhou Qingfeng was also very dissatisfied with lunch, thinking that it would be better to go out to buy a McDonald's or Subway, which would be a hundred times better than eating green beans. Before going out, he held dozens of change in his pocket, but hesitated about his pistol.

The Colt M1911A1 is too big and too heavy, and he doesn't know how to use it, so it's very cumbersome to carry it. But seeing Caterina who was well dressed in her body, he thought about it and brought this pistol.

"You need a suitable holster, otherwise you will look like an idiot." Katerina couldn't help but laugh at Zhou Qingfeng when she saw her M1911A1 in a slut in the belt around her waist. She was inserting a USP pistol into the holster under her ribs, which was very convenient to carry and use.

"Can you lend me a gun holster?" Zhou Qingfeng really looked very rookie.

Katerina rolled her eyes and said, "Actually, I would like to advise you not to bring that gun. It's useless for a novice like you to carry a gun. I can easily kill a hundred of them by myself."

What a stingy woman, can’t she say something well if she has something to do?

Zhou Qingfeng could only draw the gun out again, because he also felt that it was too stupid to put a gun on the belt. Only the African black uncle with less than five combat power can do such a thing.

Katerina drove a Land Rover off-road vehicle out of the underground garage. The powerful electric drive made the car stable, quiet and powerful. After getting on the road, she quickly passed through several streets and found a nearby Target department store.

It is a little more troublesome for the Americans to buy guns, and they still need to submit an application and be investigated. But buying bullets is much easier, and there are any supermarket. In fact, Katerina can buy it online, but she stayed at home for a whole morning and decided to go out for a walk.

When he arrived at the parking lot of Target Department Store, Caterina was going to buy bullets, but the hungry Zhou Qingfeng saw a McDonald's near the parking lot. He said to Caterina, "I'll buy a meal," and then left.

When he walked to this McDonald's store, Zhou Qingfeng discovered that this fast food restaurant is very different from McDonald's in China. It has no spacious and bright service desk, no tidy and comfortable seats, and no sweet-smiling waiters. There are only two windows equipped with iron fences and bulletproof glass.

Paying money at one window, and food at the other window is simple and clear. This is the first time Zhou Qingfeng has seen such a McDonald's. Is it a New York feature?

"Hi, young man, what do you want?" A fat white woman sat behind the cash register window, with a poor service attitude.

"A big max set meal." Zhou Qingfeng stuffed the cash into the window. Soon, another window handed out his food. But before he could take a few bites, someone suddenly approached behind him and said, "Hey, boy, don't you mind giving me some money, right?"

Damn! Zhou Qingfeng was shocked immediately. He looked back slightly and saw a nigger holding a gun and pressing him against his waist. His dark face was shining with a fierce light.

Damn, this is indeed the worst Brooklyn area in New York, with criminals and thugs everywhere. In the bright world, in broad daylight, my kung sucked to eat a hamburger!
Chapter completed!