Apocalypse: Infinite Supplies System

Chapter 22: Flaunting wealth stirs up public anger.

Just like last time when I was snug under a blanket and bought gold blueprints, it ignited the anger of many people.

User 10000: "10086, you've gone too far! Everyone hasn't even filled their stomachs yet, and you're posting these pictures to show off. What's your intention?!"

User 10010: "Exactly! You eating well is one thing, but posting it like this...!"

User 12306: "That's right! I'm practically starving, 10086. How about you show some kindness and send me some supplies? Then, I'll say you're a good guy!"

User 193844: "Exactly! What's the point of eating well if you're not sharing? If you're really something, send us some supplies too! We'll definitely remember your kindness!"

Alex looked at the numerous people criticizing him, even sensing some attempt at moral blackmail, and couldn't help but laugh.

User 10086: "Sure thing, call me 'dad', and I'll give you some supplies. Otherwise, keep quiet. I post what I want, if you don't like it, don't look. Or better yet, go collect some supplies yourself and post them, hehe (smirking emoji). If you don't work hard, whose fault is it?"

Alex naturally wouldn't pay attention to those attempting to morally blackmail him.

By now, he had already shifted his mindset.

Moral blackmail?

Sorry, as long as I stand on the moral high ground, you can't blackmail me.

User 10010: "10086, you're too arrogant!!"

User 89454: "Um, dad, could you give me some water..."

User 453643: "Damn it, seeing 10086 living such a comfortable life, I'm really envious."

User 894759: "Have you guys noticed, this wine seems to be Romanée-Conti..."

Amidst the numerous messages condemning Alex, a survivor suddenly recognized the red wine in Alex's photo.

Even Alex himself hadn't recognized it.

But that was normal, as he didn't know much about wine.

User 10010: "What's Romanée-Conti, can you say something others can understand?"

User 894759: "Romanée-Conti is a top-level French wine, very expensive..."

User 345634: "Damn it, how expensive can a bottle of wine be, can it be as expensive as Lafite?"

User 894759: "Haha! If you're talking about a 30 or 50-year-old Lafite, it's definitely more expensive than Romanée-Conti. But if you're talking about a 10 or 8-year-old Lafite, Romanée-Conti can buy you several bottles!"

The chat channel erupted.

They hadn't expected that the wine Alex was drinking would turn out to be such a prestigious top-tier wine.

Alex was also astonished.

He hadn't expected the system to provide him with such an expensive unlimited supply of wine.

In the pre-apocalyptic world, it could be said that his net worth had skyrocketed in an instant, ensuring a worry-free life.

Unfortunately, in the post-apocalyptic world, Romanée-Conti was just an ordinary wine.

Here, no one would indulge in this ludicrous wine market.

Alex looked at the French words on the wine bottle, feeling both amused and exasperated.

"So it's French."

Number 345634: "10086, do you sell alcohol? Damn, I'm craving a sip of wine so bad, haven't had any for so many days! If you're willing, we can negotiate the price."

Number 345654: "Damn! Wines costing tens or even hundreds of thousands, high-class!"

Daniel, who had interacted with Alex before, was also watching the chat channel.

He held a tall glass, swaying with some low-quality red wine.

Daniel thoroughly enjoyed the upper-class experience of drinking top-notch red wine.

In the past, Romanée-Conti meant nothing special to him.

But in this apocalyptic world, he could only afford to drink a bottle of low-quality red wine every day.

Initially comforting himself that he could at least drink wine was already a rare pleasure.

Countless people needed to risk their lives every day just to gather essential supplies.

But seeing the pictures Alex posted, he couldn't hold back.

Daniel fiercely threw the glass, and with a crack, the red wine splattered on the wall.

"Why? Why does this 10086 have so many resources to buy barricades? Why, how can he still drink Romanée-Conti in this apocalyptic world?!"

Prideful as Daniel was, he couldn't bring himself to beg Alex to sell him wine.

Thinking about this made him even angrier.

Number 10086: "Trading goods. If you want wine, if you want chicken feet, anything, I only need combat supplies."

Number 10010: "Just laughing to death. Do you think it's like last time with the blankets? That was because of uncontrollable weather, forced to be scammed by you. Wine? Chicken feet? Those are just some non-essential daily necessities, exchanging them for combat supplies?"

Number 10086: "So, poor people like you shouldn't join in. I want to sell to survivors who have abundant supplies and want to improve their quality of life. I'm sorry, you don't seem to belong to my target customers."

Number 10010: "*****, 10086, I *****!"

Number 10086: "stars? can't even type properly, with your level, you better go back to school!"

Alex fully utilized his subjective initiative, using vocabulary he had previously exchanged with keyboard warriors online, continuing to use them against number 10010.

And that's not all, Alex also shot a video, walking around his villa.

Finally, holding a glass of red wine, he turned the camera towards himself below the neck.

"Brothers, I'll drink this glass, feel free."

After this video was uploaded, the chat channel exploded again.

The legendary 10086 actually exposed his true identity! Many people even thought that the legendary 10086 was the kind of middle-aged muscular uncle with a beard, silent and reserved.

This would fit their impression of the god-like survivors of the apocalypse.

But unexpectedly, listening to the voice, 10086 turned out to be a young man

But upon second thought, it does make sense.

After all, given how sharp-tongued and meme-savvy 10086 is in the chat channel, the likelihood of them being a young person is actually higher.

Alex ignored the bland threats from other survivors in the chat channel and instead felt a headache from the plethora of private messages flooding in.

Just now, many survivors had secretly sent private messages.

Some were asking to buy red wine from him, while others were looking to purchase various supplies.

But they all complained about the prices, hoping for something cheaper.

Most of them were just freeloaders.

These freeloaders, using noble words, asked Alex to give them some supplies for free.

This way, it would also accumulate merits for Alex, and in return, they would pray for blessings upon Alex.

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