I have an Apocalypse City Chapter 174 – Chapter 174: Chapter 174: Nine Entries and Twelve Exits?

Chapter 174: Chapter 174: Nine Entries and Twelve Exits?

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Upon hearing the words “Doomsday Coins,” Yan Bo's head ached. The three of them had struggled to scrape together 5,000 coins. Plus, hiring the NPC, which wasn't free, had emptied Yan Bo's pockets completely. Now, Yan Bo's pockets were even cleaner than his face.

“No!” Yan Bo said expressionlessly, while sneaking a glance at Song Jian, only to find that the latter was even calmer than himself.

“Well, there's nothing i can do.” Bread maker, Peige, shrugged: “I can buy these materials from the special store, but I can't do it without Doomsday Coins.”

“Let's get through the creation of the safe house first, we'll have more Doomsday Coins eventually.” Yan Bo gritted his teeth as he spoke.

“If I have these materials, I can also help…” Peige muttered under his breath.

When Song Jian overheard Peige's muttering, his eyes lit up and he asked, “How many Doomsday Coins do you need?”

Yan Bo's face suddenly broke into a smile.

“Nine in, twelve out. A small loan. What do you say?” Song Jian glanced at Yan Bo and suddenly asked.

“Brother Song must be joking, right?” Yan Bo broke out in a cold sweat.

“What's wrong, the money is supposed to come from you, right? Just say if you want to borrow it or not.” Song Jian said nonchalantly.

“Boss, it doesn't take much money. I just need 300 Doomsday Coins.” Bread maker Peige said softly.

“If it's for 300 Doomsday Coins, I'll give you 270. Payback 360 in a week. Any problems?” Song Jian asked.

“I'll borrow 400, and I don't believe I won't make any money once we create the safe house!” Yan Bo gritted his teeth.

Song Jian smiled slightly, took out 400 Doomsday Coins, and passed along a bag of wheat seeds as well. “This is a gift.”

Yan Bo's face finally looked a bit better upon seeing the bag of wheat seeds.

After giving the Doomsday Coins and wheat seeds to bread maker Peige, it didn't take long for kitchen utensils, such as baking ovens, stoves, chopping boards, and rolling pins, to appear in the safe house.

Having turned the wheat seeds into flour, Peige began kneading dough and making bread.

Song Jian watched closely, noticing the occasional system prompts popping up in front of him, inducing a slight upward curve of his lips.

System: You watched bread maker Peige make Magic Bread, and gained 3 points in Cooking proficiency.

System: You watched bread maker Peige make Magic Bread, and gained 2 points in Cooking proficiency.

“Could it be that the produced bread can temporarily increase character attributes?” Song Jian speculated in his heart.

In a short while, dough balls were placed into the oven by Peige, who began making biscuits afterward.

System: You watched bread maker Peige make Magic Biscuits, and gained 2 points in Cooking proficiency.

System: You watched bread maker Peige make Magic Biscuits, and gained 4 points in Cooking proficiency.

System: Your Cooking skill has been upgraded to Level 2, and you have gained the recipe “Magic Bread” – Magic Bread: Food, Usage effect: increases Hunger level by 30 points, Defense by 20% for 30 minutes.

System: Your Cooking skill has been upgraded to Level 2, and you have gained the recipe “Magic Biscuits” – Magic Biscuits: Food, Usage effect: increases Hunger level by 25 points, Attack by 30% for 30 minutes.

“Indeed, they temporarily increase character attributes.” Song Jian nodded slightly after looking at the recipes.

“Brother Song, lend me 500 Doomsday Coins. 1 want to buy goods in bulk!”

“Brother Song, lend me 300.1 need start-up capital for making milk tea!”

“Song… Brother Song, I, I also need 600 Doomsday Coins. I can import a batch of small healing potions from my shop!”

The last person was Fu Dong, who treated the convenience store as a safe house. Hearing his call, Song Jian couldn't help but shudder.

“Small healing potions can be bought from the store now?” Song Jian immediately distributed the required Doomsday Coins, and soon, there were 'ding-ding-dang-dang' sounds coming from the other three safe houses.

“Soraya, Kuchi, Morashata…” Bread maker Peige suddenly recited some inexplicable incantations towards the oven and stove. Song Jian was stunned, but he could feel a mysterious force swirling around the surface of the oven and stove, seeping into the interiors in strands.

In a short while, a shocking scene unfolded as the oven and stove automatically opened from the inside, and palm-sized bread and biscuits, which had sprouted tiny limbs, slowly crawled out and lined up on the ground, as if they were soldiers.

“Soldiers, it's time to defend our homeland!” Bread maker Peige's face was fierce, making him look like a commanding general of thousands of troops. However, the apron he wore and the flour on his face made the scene somewhat comical.

“Hooray-,” the bread and biscuit people cheered in unison.

“Master, I wonder if there is any wood and stone left. My soldiers need to make some weapons and siege equipment!” Bread maker Peige turned to face them, a pleading expression on his face, contrasting sharply with his previous fierce demeanor.

“Ho- How much do you need?” Yan Bo also seemed astonished, staring at the large group of bread and biscuit people for a long time before raising his head to ask.

“Not much, not much. Just one unit of each will do.” Bread maker Peige rubbed his hands together.

“Here you are!” Yan Bo took out one unit of wood and one unit of stone, placing them on the ground.

“Let's get started, soldiers! Start making weapons and equipment. Let's fight a beautiful battle!” Peige shouted loudly.

“Hooray-, hooray-,” the bread and biscuit people rushed towards the wood and stone that looked like small hills for them, like ants. In a short time, accompanied by a series of “ding-ding-dang-dang” sounds, the wood and stone were turned into small shavings and formed into helmets, armor, and spears, as well as bows and arrows.

What was even more surprising was that some of the little people had gathered to make ladders, movable platforms, lever cranes, and even primitive catapults, while others made stone projectiles from the stone materials.

The little people, or rather, the bread and biscuit soldiers, worked at an incredibly fast pace, and in no time, a large number of weapons and equipment were produced. They then split up to carry other people and catapults onto the outer walls of the safe houses using ladders, lever cranes, and movable platforms. Each of them drew bows and arrows, looking ready to fight.

At this moment, the green light columns on the surfaces of the four safe houses began to fade. Eventually, the light columns shattered with a crisp sound, turning into fine fragments. The surrounding monsters roared simultaneously and charged towards the safe houses.

Chapter end