The plan went smoothly, and Liao Fan got what he wanted without much effort.
An oversized material delivery vehicle, as well as daily necessities filling the entire vehicle.
Satisfied, he sat in the cab, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away in a truck full of supplies.
Manager Wu covered his crotch with his hands and stood at the door of the warehouse with a painful expression on his face, glaring angrily in the direction Liao Fan drove away, his eyes full of malice.
"Liao, you won't be proud for long. You have robbed so many supplies from the company, and no one can protect you! Haha, but that's fine. All the supplies that were in short supply before can be blamed on you!"
Liao Fan had already walked away, so naturally he couldn't hear what Manager Wu was talking about.
Even if he knew, he wouldn't care at all.
After all, all of this is part of his plan.
"I wonder what kind of reaction Mr. Meng will have when he learns that the company's supplies have been almost emptied by me. He will probably be furious, right?"
Thinking of this, the smile on Liao Fan's face became even deeper.
He did not return to the safe house immediately, but drove the supplies truck straight to the outskirts of Lincheng, near the gate of a vocational college.
Liao Fan parked his car in a hidden corner and walked straight to the school gate through the snow on the ground. Then he took out his cell phone with a complicated expression and dialed a familiar number.
On the other end of the phone, a voice haunted him,
"Hey, brother, why did you remember to call me at this time? I have to go to class soon!"
"Xiaoyun, how are you doing at school?"
Liao Fan suppressed the throbbing in his heart, but his voice was still slightly choked, and painful and tangled emotions filled his entire brain.
Liao Yun, Liao Fan's biological sister, is also the person he cannot forget and let go ten years after the end of the world.
For many nights he was awakened by nightmares, Liao Fan kept recalling the tragic situation, pain, self-blame and sadness of his sister before her death, which almost tortured him to the point of madness.
Fortunately, God gave him a chance to start over again. This time, Liao Fan had made up his mind not to let the tragedy of his previous life happen again.
"It's not bad, but the temperature has dropped suddenly in the past two days, and it's snowing everywhere. Brother, you must pay attention to your health when you work outside alone."
On the phone, my sister's voice was still so clear and sweet, but like a flash of thunder, it broke Liao Fan's cold and hard heart, making him unable to stop the urge to cry.
He tried his best to control the trembling of his body and kept his tone calm, "It's okay. I'm fine. I originally planned to go to school to see you. Since you have to go to class, I won't go now and just stay in the dormitory. I'll come back after a while.
Take you home."
"Brother, you are so weird today. Why are you looking for me? Hello..."
Snapped!
His sister's questioning was still echoing in his ears, but Liao Fan had decisively put down his cell phone, fearing that if he was one second later, he would not be able to hold back and cry in front of his sister.
Ten years...
It's great to still be able to hear the voices of loved ones.
"Now is not a good time to meet. Wait for me. This time, I won't let you get hurt in any way."
Liao Fan adjusted his mood, took a deep look in the direction of his sister, turned around quickly, and drove the supply truck away again.
Avoiding surveillance along the way, Liao Fan returned to the underground safe house with a cart full of daily necessities.
It took an entire afternoon to unload more than ten tons of cargo.
But Liao Fan didn't bother to rest. After unloading the last box of ham, he returned to the cab, drove the supply truck to a hidden place on the outskirts of the city, and dumped it in a hidden snow field.
As expected, Manager Wu had already contacted the company leaders at this time, reported his robbery of company supplies, and put all the blame on him for colluding with the female accountant and lining his own pockets.
A whole container of supplies is worth no less than tens of millions. The company's senior management will definitely not just let it go. I'm afraid it won't be long before he will be wanted by the whole city.
But Liao Fan didn't care at all, but was looking forward to that day.
Avoiding surveillance on the road, Liao Fan braved the cold wind and returned to the underground safe house before nightfall.
Lighting the stove, Liao Fan sipped hot coffee and thought about his next plan. He raised his head numbly and observed the dark sky outside through the ventilation window.
The cold wave has lasted for three days, and the weather will only get worse.
He is not worried that he will become a wanted criminal. After all, this cold wave, which has never happened in a thousand years, will bring huge troubles to the city. Just disaster relief and maintaining social order will make the city's current managers very anxious.
Got time to investigate a theft case?
But Liao Fan didn't intend to stay in the safe house forever. After all, the cold wave in front of him was just a precursor to the outbreak of the catastrophe. In order to cope with the upcoming dangers and challenges, he still had a lot to do.
The first is to exercise and improve your physical fitness and cardiorespiratory capacity.
In his previous life, Liao Fan was just an ordinary logistics employee. His physique could not be said to be bad, but he could not be said to be strong either.
In order to regain the feeling of fighting as soon as possible, he formulated a scientific fitness plan for himself. In the following days, he stayed in the safe house and polished his rusty muscles.
It was not until three days later, on the agreed "delivery" day, that Liao Fan stopped exercising and contacted Zheng Tao on his mobile phone.
Zheng Tao lives in an inconspicuous waste recycling station in the southern suburbs of the city.
Behind the recycling bin, there stood an old-fashioned house. Liao Fan braved the blizzard to come here. The moment he pushed the door open, he immediately heard familiar complaints.
"What the dog said, the weather is so abnormal that I don't even dare to go out."
Liao Fan smiled and walked straight into the house. He looked at Zheng Tao who was squatting next to the stove and was about to freeze into a dog. He couldn't help but reveal a bad smile.
"I've warned you a long time ago to prepare more heaters. Who told you to be so stingy?"
"Damn, why don't you have to spend money? It's hard to make money these days. Prices are also changing every day. Even the price of the hair washing room next door has increased. Just washing, cutting and blowing costs 500!" Zheng Tao was annoyed!
She rolled her eyes at him and wiped the snot from her nose that was about to freeze.
Liao Fan was stunned, "Why is washing, cutting and blow-drying so expensive?"
"Haha, it doesn't cost much to wash and cut your hair, but the last item costs more than 400..." Zheng Tao smiled, showing a wretched look.
Liao Fan was speechless and rolled his eyes, "Stop talking nonsense, where is the thing dad wants?"
"It has been prepared for you a long time ago!"
Zheng Tao wiped his nose, pulled out a suitcase from the back, and placed it directly on the coffee table.
The moment the suitcase was opened, Liao Fan's eyes were completely fixed on it.
The first thing that appeared in front of him was a half-foot-long dagger.
The popular blade is agile and light, perfectly in line with the mechanical design. The blade is tough and exudes the edge of cold iron, like a cold moon, colder than moonlight and sharper than blizzard.
While drinking hot water, Zheng Tao introduced with excitement, "According to your design requirements, the dagger is made of the best steel. The concept of the blade design did not completely follow your drawings. I added some of my own ideas to ensure that
The blade is smoother and has stronger penetrating power. The handle may be rough, but it can increase the friction between the palm and the handle, making it less likely to slip."
"No problem, I have always trusted your craftsmanship!"
Liao Fan flicked the blade and felt the cold air emanating from his fingertips. He was so ecstatic that he couldn't put it down and started playing with it.
There is no doubt that Zheng Tao's level and craftsmanship in making weapons are top-notch. Although the steel material used to make the dagger cannot fully meet the killing needs of the end of the world, at this stage, this dagger is already what Liao Fan can do.
The best weapon I've ever found.
Zheng Tao pointed to the folding crossbow under the suitcase and continued to introduce, "This crossbow is a collection of my previous collection. It was designed after modification according to your needs. It is easy to disassemble and carry, and
Easy to hide.”
"Its advantage is that it can be fired continuously. When used with the crossbow arrows I made, within a range of thirty meters, the penetration is no less than that of real bullets. The disadvantage is that in order to ensure its lightness, some toughness of the steel is sacrificed, but no matter what,
This can be considered a big killer, so you must not expose it to others casually."
"Don't worry, it won't happen."
Liao Fan smiled, grabbed the folding crossbow again, carefully looked at the internal structure of the crossbow, couldn't wait to get started, pressed a crossbow arrow on it, and gestured against the wall.
Zheng Tao's craftsmanship in making weapons is definitely worthy of the title of "Weapon Master". Both the forging level and the design concept are impeccable, and Liao Fan has never been disappointed.
But facing the smile that appeared in Liao Fan's eyes, Zheng Tao's eyes were full of worry, and he suddenly asked in a low voice, "What on earth are you doing these things for?"
Obviously, Zheng Tao is not a fool. He has already captured something through the abnormal behavior of Liao Fan.
Liao Fan's smile froze.
As his childhood friend and his closest comrade after the apocalypse, Liao Fan naturally did not intend to hide it from him. However, he didn’t know how to explain it for a moment, so he pursed his lips and turned his gaze to the ice and snow world outside the window.
"The snowstorm may last for a long time. Please don't go out for a while and stay at home. I will answer your questions when we meet next time."
"All right."
Seeing that Liao Fan had no intention of speaking, Zheng Tao no longer forced himself, but just stared at the frozen window and muttered in a low voice,
"This damn climate is getting more and more abnormal every year. I read some posts on the Internet, and some people speculated that this may be a sign of the end of the world."
Um?
Liao Fan was stunned, stopped what he was doing, and looked at him with a half-smile, "If the speculation on the Internet is true, what will you do?"
"Of course, first I need to find a place to enjoy myself. I have never stayed in a star-rated suite in my whole life."
Zheng Tao chuckled and asked, "What about you?"
"If it were me, I would first build a safe house to avoid disasters, then hoard supplies as much as possible, protect my cherished family and friends, and then bring self-defense weapons and look for opportunities to become stronger."
Liao Fan had a weird smile, his tone was half joking and half serious,
"Also, I would warn people around me not to drink the snow water on the roadside. It is best not to touch a drop!"