The system is afraid I'll die on Doomsday, so it start by signing the Flame Seed

Chapter 541-550

Chapter 541: The Night Before the Final Battle

There was an abundance of beer here, almost piling up like a mountain, with one box after another.

Whether domestic or imported, it dazzled the eyes of the onlookers.

There were even quite a few bottles of white wine and wine.

“What is Boss Ye trying to do?”

As everyone was discussing and whispering among themselves, the old leader appeared in the center of the square with a loudspeaker. He addressed the hundreds of thousands of brothers around him: “Brothers, tomorrow is the big battle. The boss said that tonight, we drink until we drop. It’s been two and a half years since the apocalypse, and we haven’t really enjoyed being drunk, have we?”

“Today is the opportunity!”

With the physical capabilities of these people, drinking ten bottles each was no problem at all. Moreover, there were satellites from the Baitianhu monitoring outside, so any issues could be detected in advance. Thus, there was no worry about being ambushed while drunk.

Especially as the old leader’s gaze swept over the familiar faces of the brothers he had fought life and death with. Tomorrow, many of these people might die, but today was at least a time for celebration.

“Don’t hold back, brothers, let’s go!”

“Wow, this is really for us!”

Needless to say, hearing these words, the eyes of the hundreds of thousands of people began to shine.

This was good stuff. Beer, after the apocalypse, was as precious as gold. But today, there was so much to squander.

“Hahaha, then I won’t hold back!”

The mutants, relying on their speed, were the first to rush over, grabbing a box of beer and running off.

Soon, the second and third followed.

“Hey, don’t fight! There’s enough for everyone, don’t grab!”

“Damn it, I want this box of Budweiser, it’s mine!”

“I just love drinking Laoshan beer, it’s from my hometown.”

The scene below was chaotic as tens of thousands of people rushed to grab drinks, creating a lively atmosphere.

Watching from the high platform were Ye Huan, Lin Xiao, Lin Yueyan, Qian Nuo Lan, Chen Mengyao, and others, all of whom were somewhat taken aback.

“There are really so many people!”

“Of course.” Qin Lan, with her exceptional figure and stunning looks, leaned against the railing, her beautiful eyes complex as she watched the scene unfold. She lazily remarked, “After today, who knows how many people will survive tomorrow? If we don’t go crazy now, when will we have the chance?”

Everyone was momentarily speechless, not knowing what to say.

Indeed, this was the pre-battle toast.

Looking at the familiar faces, Chen Mengyao and the others felt a mix of emotions.

However, the soldiers below were quite relaxed.

“Hey, if we can drink this much good wine before we die, it’s worth it.”

Gulp, gulp, gulp!

A soldier hugged two bottles of beer, continuously pouring it into his mouth.

The sweet taste made them feel exhilarated.