Chapter 3:Target Found

Ray smirked slightly. Since the system had activated, he'd accumulated plenty of resources, mostly food that Belle has unwittingly consumed.

He reached into his inventory space, taking out a few cans, instant noodles, and ham sausages.

These are even instant food from the convenience store. The owner of the convenience store where he works, all the people call him Fatty Bob.

Fatty Bob often forces him to buy the left overs at a 50% discount, but now it has become a precious resource.

Ray took out some food, took a few photos, and then uploaded them to the group with a simple message.

[Food and accommodation included: [Contact me privately if you need supplies. Only Women welcome.]

Block A #303 Butterfly: [Disgusting! Get out of the group!]

Block C #1708 Tad Stanley, Gym Coach: [Kid, don't make me come over there. I'll break you in half.] [Image] He uploaded a selfie—shirtless, biceps gleaming like polished steel.

"I Got New Ability I call it Iron Skin. Makes my Punching power x2!!!

DM for protection deals. Women prioritized."

The group simpered. Aunt Rose offered a canned meat. Butterfly sent heart emojis.

Ray's jaw tightened. Tad's fists could crack skulls; his own system only hoarded groceries.

Block B #809 Handsome Guy: [What is up with your muscles, Coach Tad? They're glowing?!]

Block C #1708 Zhou Tianhao: [Hahaha, I don't know. Something happened with my body. When I push myself, my skin turns hard like metal. It's like I'm invincible! My Strength's also doubled!]

Block A #303 Tutu: [No way! That's amazing, Coach Tad!]

Block A #705 Aunt Rose: [You look so strong, young man. I've got canned food to share. Come on over!]

The group buzzed with excitement over Tad Stanley's new abilities. Ray felt a twinge of envy. His rebat system and portable space do not provide combat effectiveness.

'Being envies can't give me any combat power' he thought as he leaned back and throw the thought at the back of his head.

'The food supplies wouldn't last forever. The authorities hadn't provided any real answers yet. As long as the world kept changing, survival would depend on more than just food—it would depend on connections, on control, and on the systems that governed this new world. So if the government can't control then the society will crumble apart'.

Ray thought while watering a row of succulents on his windowsill, the plants left behind by Belle.

They are strange now—one of them bore two black lychee-like fruits, the air around them thick with a sweet, strange fragrance.

Every time Ray smelled them, his mouth watered—but he resisted. Something about them felt wrong, something dangerous.

Everything is evolving crazily now, who knows what this is.

Suddenly a scream pierced the quiet atmosphere of the building.

Ray's head snapped.

Across from him, on the balcony of Tower A, a woman with wild, tangled hair stood, her hands clutching the railing. The woman was wearing tattered pajamas and was covered in blood.

"Help! Help!" she screamed, her voice trembling with terror.

Ray froze, his mind racing. 

Suddenly A giant tiger-like figure smashed the glass and slowly came over.

"Meow!"

The woman became so frightened that she retreated to the corner of the balcony and screamed:

"Garfield! Don't come here! Help!"

Garfield stared straight at the woman, approaching her step by step.

Just when the woman was about to be bitten to death by the giant cat, a huge blood-red tongue suddenly shot out from the red mist below!

The tongue penetrated the balcony floor, instantly enveloping the woman.

The woman was instantly caught in the giant tongue, her eyes widened in horror, and before she even had time to scream, she was dragged into the red mist all this happen in fraction of second.

The cat recoiled, fur bristling, and growled at the mist with a sharp warning. 

A loud frog-like croak echoed from below.

"Quack quack quack!"

The cat backed away and didn't dare to jump down and slowly turned around and returned to the apartment.

Ray watched this all happen from across the building, his heart racing.

'Frogs? Are they really that big now? The mist wasn't just evolving flora and fauna it was breeding nightmares' Jiang Chen thought with fear.

At this time, the window in the next room opened, and a beautiful woman walked to the window and looked at the tragedy opposite with a pale face.

Ray knew her.

Emily Hert, the most outstanding beauty in the community, she is a second-generation official.

Her father is the director of the Investment Promotion Bureau.

Although the two were neighbors, Emily was usually very arrogant She'd never spared him a glance before. she even disgusted him.

Emily attracted much attention in the community. Every time she went to a convenience store to buy something, many male customers would peek at her.A cold beauty, always surrounded by admirers.

Ray naturally couldn't help but take a second look. But he didn't have much idea, He knew that people like him and Emily were from two different worlds.

But things had changed,

The world has changed!

Ray's eyes were burning.

Emily noticed Ray's gaze.

She also recognized, this was a worker at the convenience store in the front of community, but she didn't know his name.

Emily Hert said with a cold face "What are you looking at!"

After saying that, she suddenly closed the curtains.

'Wow'

Ray wasn't surprised and thought while sneering 'b**** you quite arrogant!' .

'When you beg me i will teach you at that time what I am looking' Ray thought viciously.

...

Another day passed, and finally a woman couldn't bear it anymore and began to contact Ray privately.

Block A #303 Butterfly: [Little brother, can you give me an instant noodle?] [Poor] [Pleading]

Ray raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"finally came someone came!"Ray thought as no one had contacted him till now he even though that the bet was now enough.

Ray has never seen this Butterfly girl in real life.

Some customers will ask Ray to put the goods outside the door.

Food and accommodation included: [Send full-body photos, no beautification required. ]

Block A #303 Butterfly: [I have a slightly fat body~] [Shy] [Picture] [Picture]

'I like being fat the most...'Ray thought while clicking on the picture and suddenly felt his eyes go dark.

Her arms are thicker than my thighs.

The butt is the same as the basin.

Do you call this slightly fat?

It's obviously a meat tank, right?

At this time, the system automatically prompts:

[Hazel Bowen]

[Age:29]

[Quality: 3 points] (unspeakable)

[Women's ethics: 3 points] (private life is chaotic, 6 ex-boyfriends)

[Comprehensive score: 3 points]

[Ding! Does not meet the minimum system requirements!]

Ray directly blocked her.

Block A #303 Butterfly:[???Little brother?]

Immediately afterwards, she found that she had been blocked, and she became so angry that she cursed in the group:"Hello girls, [Food and accommodation] is just a scumbag who cheats on photos! Don't believe him!"

Ray was also not polite and decisively posted a screenshot of the chat in the group and typed:"You are worthy of exchanging your body for food Why don't I help the Dogs instead!"

The group exploded.

Everyone didn't expect to be able to eat big melons at the end of the day, and some people began to laugh and make fun of Hazel.

Someone even said "It's the new species of Butterfly, Meatfly, Hahaha"

Hazel became angry with shame.

Block A #303 Butterfly: [Food and accommodation doesn't have much food at all. Girls, don't believe him!]

Ray didn't let her speak, he took out all his Snickers bars from his inventory, took a few photos and sent them to the group.

Food and accommodation included: [Picture] [Picture] [Picture]

At this time, packaged foods like Snickers were hard currency.

High energy, long shelf life, can save lives at critical moments.

Hazel's eyes were all red, she typed resentful.

Block A #303 Butterfly: [Food and accommodation] YOU ARE A LIAR! Sending pics of Snickers? FAKE!].

Ray smirked, uploading a video of all Cans, instant noodles and bars cascading from his inventory onto the bed, their wrappers glinting in the glow.

Food and accommodation [First come, first served. Terms unchanged.]