Global Doomsday: I have a portable farm!

The tattooed man returned to the warehouse and began to arrange the scene. They placed food in the deepest part of the warehouse, and then placed combustibles in some hidden places, so that the subsequent fire could burn more intensely.

After doing this, the tattooed man looked at the four people in front of him.

"Mouse, your acting skills are good. It's up to you to do this." The tattooed man said.

The face of the named mouse couldn't help but change slightly. It was very dangerous to perform this task. Once Meng Ren saw through it, you can imagine what would happen. The mouse did not expect that the tattooed man would directly choose him.

The mouse quickly said: "Brother Yun, I think..."

He wanted to say something else to push the matter away, but before he could finish his words, the tattooed man interrupted him.

"No need to explain anything, it's up to you to do this. Don't you usually brag about your excellent acting skills?"

"As long as you do this well, I can reward you with a month's worth of survival supplies." The tattooed man said.

A month?

The mouse's eyes lit up, and when he heard that he could get a month's worth of survival supplies, not only the mouse, but other people were also a little excited.

Man-made money dies and birds die for food. In the face of sufficient benefits, some risks can be completely ignored.

After hesitating for a moment, the mouse finally nodded and agreed.

He patted his chest with a very confident expression on his face: "Brother Yun, leave this matter to me. I will definitely complete the task."

The mouse opened his mouth and smiled, and then he started to put on makeup. Since he was a wandering survivor, he naturally needed to dress himself more slovenly.

I have to say that the mouse does have some abilities. After his disguise, the whole person really looks like that.

The tattooed man couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.

Mouse looked at his appearance in the mirror and felt quite satisfied, then he walked towards Shangjiang Hotel without hesitation.

Not long after he walked out of the warehouse, he began to limp, and his whole body seemed to be out of breath all of a sudden. Coupled with his tired look, he looked like a living wandering survivor.

He dragged his 'tired' body into the Shangjiang Hotel, shouting ouch, ouch, as if he wanted to attract someone's attention.

As soon as he walked near the Shangjiang Hotel, the surveillance camera hidden in the corner captured him, and then the alarm in the underground camp rang.

Meng Ren, who had just finished his daily practice, was resting in bed. When he heard the sudden siren, his expression suddenly became serious.

"somebody is coming?"

Meng Ren immediately activated his perception, and his huge perception instantly covered a range of three hundred meters.

He immediately sensed the presence of a stranger in the hotel.

Seeing this, Meng Ren immediately walked out of the room. As soon as he walked out of the room, Tian Wenqian came to find him.

"Master, a strange survivor has entered the hotel."

Meng Ren nodded and came to the monitoring room with Tian Wenqian. Through the monitoring screen, he immediately saw the people resting in the hotel lobby.

It was a survivor who was dirty and thin. Judging from his appearance, he was probably some kind of wandering survivor.

"Master, I'm afraid this person entered our place by mistake. He has been lying on the ground to rest since he just entered the hotel lobby. He seems to be exhausted."

"Should we go out and drive him away?" Tian Wenqian asked.

Meng Ren squinted his eyes slightly and shook his head: "No, this kind of wandering survivor will not stay in one place for too long. He should just rest here temporarily, and he will probably leave after a while."

"You continue to look at him. As long as he doesn't do anything special, there is no need to come and tell me."

"Okay." Tian Wenqian nodded.

Meng Ren then left, a wandering survivor who had little interest in the other party.

Meng Ren was always wary of strangers. In today's era, trust is an extremely precious thing. It is not that simple to trust someone.

Meng Ren then returned to the room to continue resting. After resting for a while, he continued his daily exercise.

In the lobby of Shangjiang Hotel, the mouse had been resting in the lobby of the hotel, and half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that no one came out, the mouse couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

what happened?

There are obviously cameras in the hotel lobby. People from the Protoss camp must have seen me. Why don't they come out to find me?

Didn't you find me? Looks like I need to make some noise.

With this thought in the mouse's mind, he then got up from the ground and began to walk around the hall, looking here and there.

His posture looked like he was looking for food or something.

In the underground camp, Tian Wenqian, who was under surveillance, saw all the mice's behavior.

"Is he looking for food?" Tian Wenqian thought so, but then she shook her head and ignored it.

According to Meng Ren, as long as this person doesn't do anything special, just ignore him.

The rats in the hall turned the entire hall over and soon came to the gate of the underground camp pretending to have entered by mistake.

"Huh? Why is there a metal door here?"

The mouse was 'surprised', and the expression on his face looked quite right.

boom! boom! boom!

The mouse started knocking on the door: "Hey, is there anyone there? Do you have any camp?"

"I am a passing survivor. I haven't eaten for two days. Please give me some food."

The mouse shouted, and these words were transmitted into the monitoring room.

Tian Wenqian watched the mouse's movements and ignored it. The mouse outside saw that she had been beating for a long time, and the people in the Xingling Camp ignored him completely, and couldn't help but curse in her heart.

This was completely different from what he had expected. In his opinion, since he had taken the initiative, people from the Protoss Camp should come out and take a look.

But he never expected that the people in the Star Spirit Camp didn't care about him at all. He knocked on the door for several minutes and there was no sign of it being opened.

Seeing the situation, the mouse had to give up. He knew very well that his behavior should not appear too abnormal.

Grass!

These guys are really inhumane. Since you won't open the door, then I will pretend to live here directly. I want to see if you open the door or not.

The mouse sneered in his heart, turned around and left.

Tian Wenqian saw this scene from the surveillance camera, and her expression relaxed.