Apocalyptic Reincarnation: Start with a 30-million Bonus-Chapter 1206 - 745: Gan Xiong’s Secret Warehouse (Part 2)

Gan Xiong turned his head to look over, only to see Old Zhuang, whom he had sent in earlier to search for suspicious items, coming over with more than thirty people.

Gan Xiong hesitated for a moment after seeing Old Zhuang.

Although Old Zhuang has been with him for so many years, in such a situation, the Western Alliance might completely collapse, losing its previous status. Will Old Zhuang still listen to him?

Gan Xiong wasn't quite sure.

So he set down the lock in his hand and said to Old Zhuang, "Old Zhuang, there's been an explosion at the East Gate. Quick, take some people over there for support. Hurry."

Upon hearing this, Old Zhuang widened his eyes and asked, "Explosion, how could there be an explosion? Could it be that those Zombies outside were caused by humans?"

Immediately, he remembered that his son Zhuang Shaohua was on top of the East Gate. Could anything have happened?

So he nervously asked, "Boss, what about my son? Is he okay?"

Gan Xiong had actually seen with his own eyes Zhuang Shaohua at the center of the explosion being obliterated, but he hesitated for a moment. Right now, he absolutely could not tell Old Zhuang.

If not, what if Old Zhuang stays here and doesn't leave?

If the Western Alliance falls, his status will plummet, and then no one here can be trusted.

There used to be many who listened to him, who respected him, but they might also turn against him harshly.

Having lived for so many years, the one thing he understands best is not to easily trust anyone or entrust his life to others.

So he lied, "I'm not really sure, go have a look. Quick, they need support over there."

When he said this, he added the intimidating tone he used in the past.

Upon hearing this, Old Zhuang habitually nodded and said, "Okay, boss, I'll take people over right away."

After walking a few steps, he suddenly said to Gan Xiong, "Boss, should I leave a couple of people here to protect you?"

"No need, just hurry over, I'll come by later to check. Hurry up!" Gan Xiong said impatiently as he saw Old Zhuang returning.

Hearing Gan Xiong's refusal, Old Zhuang didn't say much else, so he left with the people alongside him.

Gan Xiong slightly breathed a sigh of relief once he saw them walk far away.

Then he took out his key and unlocked the large door.

After entering, he closed the warehouse door again.

After entering the warehouse, he stood in the middle, glanced around, and slowly walked to the door at the very end.

This door, he had told Old Zhuang and them, stored some of his Doomsday-era antiques and no one was allowed to enter and check.

Old Zhuang and the others were a bit puzzled, it was Doomsday already, what use did antiques have? They couldn't be eaten or used.

They could only assume it was the boss's personal taste and preference.

Gan Xiong wiped the door handle a bit and inserted the key into the keyhole.

Click!

The lock was opened.

After entering inside, there were indeed some antiques placed here.

But the number was not many, only occupying half of the space.

The other half of the space had a table on it, and under the table was a rug.

Perhaps it hadn't been opened for a long time, as the rug was covered in dust.

Gan Xiong walked over slowly and lifted up the three-meter by three-meter rug.

Inside, a giant refined steel plate appeared.

It had a radius of one meter.

Gan Xiong walked over slowly and pressed a hydraulic handle.

The circular steel plate slowly flipped open, revealing a hole with a diameter of two meters. Below were steps leading down.

Gan Xiong did not immediately go down; instead, he stood above and listened carefully to the surroundings.

It was at this moment that he felt a pain in his ear.

He reached out to touch and felt a small hole in his ear, with his fingers becoming wet with some blood.

Gan Xiong furrowed his brow; he hadn't noticed it earlier.

Now that he noticed, the pain in his ear grew increasingly severe.

He walked to the door, placing several antiques behind it.

After pondering for a while, he put the antiques back.

He remembered that Old Zhuang had seen him coming over here earlier.

If Old Zhuang didn't die and fell into the hands of hidden enemies, if they extracted something, it could lead them here to search.

Better not leave any traces.

So Gan Xiong placed the antiques back, and then quietly arranged the rug to be perfect, laying it over the circular plate so that after he went down, the rug would naturally drape down.

After finishing all of this, he crawled down.

Then he covered up the circular steel plate, and once the rug fell with the plate, it too fell down.

At first glance, it seemed like nothing could be seen.

Afterward, he pulled on a handle on the thick steel plate.

Sealing it shut.

In this way, no one outside could open the twenty-centimeter thick steel plate below.

Gan Xiong walked down approximately five meters.

Once his feet touched the ground, he reached towards the side wall.

He pulled up the switch, and a diesel generator sounded from deep within.

Suddenly, the entire space became brightly lit.

In view were two entire rows of shelves made of stainless steel, filled with canned fruits.

Canned yellow peaches, canned cherries…

All sorts, too numerous to mention.

These two rows of shelves, five meters tall, twenty meters long, were completely full of cans, sorted by type.

This appeared to be quite spectacular.

Gan Xiong had stocked these things before Doomsday, having spent painstaking efforts for this place.

Certainly, Gan Xiong was a commercial tycoon before Doomsday.

So the canned goods he procured were of the best quality available on the market, with the best sterilization effect, which meant these canned goods had a long shelf life.

They could last at least 15 years or more.

Gan Xiong slowly walked down this canned corridor, revealing five giant glass containers filled with grains.

Each glass's diameter reached four to five meters, with a small opening underneath.

Similar to MM's vending method, a simple press would allow grains to spill out.

Still in the center was a staircase leading downward.

The second underground level had ten rooms in total.

Six of them were bedrooms, one was a 30-square-meter gym, and another was a home theater…

In the center of these rooms were many sofas.

Amongst them was an opening where another staircase appeared leading downward.

Continuing down, there were eight to nine rooms, the first room filled with sealed rice, the second room full of various premium Alcohols, western liquors and spirits. The third room was filled with all kinds of snacks, these snacks are those with a relatively long shelf life, which he originally intended to save for his future great-great-grandchildren. The fourth room…

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