169: Stock up on black silk

Pan Han had no interest in the female sales assistant, so he quickly returned to the shared rental house to rest, as he still had to supervise the unloading of goods that night.

He went to his car and put all the goods into his space.

However, after looking around to make sure no one was watching, he took out the lingerie and admired it.

“This stuff is really expensive! Just these few scraps of cloth cost over 20,000. Tsk tsk! Women’s money is so easy to earn!” Pan Han picked up a thong and rubbed it.

“Holy crap! I actually forgot to buy it!” Pan Han slapped his thigh, suddenly remembering that he hadn’t bought black stockings.

Cheng Xiao is 1.7 meters tall, with legs that are 1.3 meters long!

Is there any justice if she doesn't wear black stockings?

But he didn't plan to go back and buy them, because he remembered a fun app—Pinduoduo!

“How could I forget it?” Pan Han quickly opened the app store, downloaded Pinduoduo, and eagerly searched for black stockings.

Good heavens!

One couldn't say they were dazzling, only that they were as numerous as ox hair.

Alphabet Black Stockings for Women, Thin Summer, Pure Desire — 3.8 yuan with free shipping!

Long Tube Black Stockings, Sexy Ultra-Thin — 3.45 yuan with free shipping!

Sexy Black Stockings with Garter Belt, One-Piece Red Ultra-Thin — 15.8 yuan with free shipping!

Pan Han looked at the various stockings on the interface, his eyes dazed, and kept adding them to his shopping cart!

So shameful, so exciting, but so cheap!

He knew the quality of things here wasn't good, but didn't that just perfectly match the apocalypse?

And these stockings might tear with just one rip!

Isn't wearing black stockings meant for tearing anyway?

One must have principles; one cannot sacrifice tearing black stockings for the sake of appearances!

“Huh? What are these? Lingerie?” While buying black stockings, the system naturally recommended lingerie to Pan Han.

Thus, another door to a new world was completely opened!

“Holy crap!”

“Oh my god!”

“Hahaha, there’s even this kind, that’s so damn stupid! Buy it!”

A dignified billionaire, a lord of an apocalypse base, and the Commander of the Dawn Army, sitting in a Bentley in a mall parking lot, buying lingerie on Pinduoduo!

This kind of lingerie has a characteristic: the more you buy, the more satisfying it is!

Anyway, Pan Han simply couldn't stop; in a short while, he had already bought over 100 items.

He also bought a lot of nurse uniforms, flight attendant uniforms, and Bao Tun Qun.

His mind was now filled with images; he couldn't control himself. Thinking of Cheng Xiao parading around in various uniforms in front of him made his little brother stiff with excitement.

Finally, he bought a total of over 300 pairs of various stockings and over 300 pieces of lingerie before stopping.

Adding them up, a total of 700 items only cost him over 4,000 yuan.

“Knowledge changes destiny! I would have lost a fortune if I hadn't known about these things.” Pan Han thought about the 27,000 he had just spent and felt a bit regretful.

He checked his watch; it was already past 5 PM. He quickly drove back to the shared rental house.

After arriving home, he didn't want to do anything but lie on his bed and play King of Glory.

Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that only the time spent playing ranked matches truly belonged to Pan Han himself.

King of Glory and the apocalypse had one similarity: killing was not illegal.

The system was strong today; Pan Han won 6 consecutive games and successfully returned to King tier!

“Awesome!” Pan Han threw his phone aside, jumped off the bed, and started dancing excitedly.

At this moment, he was as happy as a child.

But he was only 23 years old; wasn't someone his age just a big child?

His peers had just graduated; some continued their studies, some entered the workforce, and some opened their own businesses. Although they might not be rich or noble, they were at least stable.

Who could have an experience like his? Who could bear such a great responsibility?

After bouncing around, Pan Han sat down on the edge of the bed, suddenly feeling a bit lost.

He now had money, ability, and manpower. But when he was alone, he still felt an emptiness in his heart.

He thought of a superhero, Batman!

He emerged from the darkness, saved Gotham from peril, and ultimately bore various criticisms and misunderstandings.

And this guy was also super rich!

“Isn’t this me?” Pan Han gave a bitter smile.

Although he hadn't been criticized yet, human nature was the hardest thing to predict!

Perhaps the more he gave, the more others would hate him in the end.

Wasn't that the case with Batman? He saved so many people, yet he was still misunderstood.

Pan Han thought about his future plans in Somalia and felt that he needed to prepare himself mentally in advance.

It should be said that this place was even more dangerous than the apocalypse.

There were too many rules, and human nature was too distorted; it was simply a Shura field.

“Once I evolve to intermediate level, I’ll have to form a team here to bring to Somalia. It would be great if the Dawn Squad could come with me.” Pan Han thought about his space, which couldn't hold living things, making him quite troubled.

“If the Dawn Squad and the Dawn Army could come, we could basically sweep through Somalia.” Pan Han smacked his lips, but soon he let it go. How could everything in the world go according to one’s wishes?

Pan Han’s biggest problem now was that he had no confidant, no place to confide and vent his troubles.

This damn system gave him space and then disappeared.

Ding! Just as Pan Han thought of this, a notification sound rang in his mind.

“Warning, Host, insulting the system will result in punishment.” A cold, mechanical voice sounded in Pan Han’s mind.

“Ugh, here we go again! Still flicking my little bird, huh?” Pan Han said irritably.

“How about Five Thunder Strike?” the system teased him.

“Holy crap! Are you treating me like I’m cultivating immortals?! I’m not undergoing tribulation.” Pan Han was startled and quickly objected.

“Detected excessive emotional fluctuations in the Host. It is recommended that the Host rest more and drink more hot water.”

Good heavens! It’s still a loser system; it only knows to tell people to drink hot water.

“My emotions are fluctuating greatly, System, what methods do you have? Give me something serious, what the hell is ‘drink hot water’!”

“How about sleeping pills?” The system ignored him and continued to taunt him.

“If you have nothing to do, just go back to sleep. We’re not that close; no need to force a relationship.” Pan Han said speechlessly.

His system was really just for show, almost as if he didn't have one at all.

“Okay, Host, please continue to fluctuate.” After saying that, the system stopped speaking.

Surprisingly, after bantering with the system, Pan Han’s mood improved slightly.

He checked his watch; it was already 7:30 PM. He was a bit hungry, so he opened the refrigerator and found a few bags of instant noodles and a few eggs.

Pan Han didn't hesitate; he dumped them all into the pot for a grand stew of instant noodles.

He then found a large basin, poured the cooked noodles, eggs, and vegetables into it, and squatted by the coffee table to devour them!

Not eating was fine, but once he started, he got hungry!

As a big eater, how could a few small bags of instant noodles satisfy Pan Han?

But there was nothing else to cook in the restaurant, so he simply grabbed his car keys and went downstairs.

Downstairs, there were several snack shops, including spicy hot pot, barbecue, and knife-cut noodles.

Pan Han patted his stomach, which was only one-tenth full, and instantly transformed into a lonely gourmand, determined to eat immediately, right now, without delay.