Doomsday: with unlimited warehouse system

"I have nothing to do with David.  I went just to buy supplies," Monica replied with her eyes closed, biting her lip as she explained.

"Hehe...  Buy supplies?  Where are the supplies then?  If Abraham were still alive, I bet he\'d be disappointed in you," Danny continued to mock Monica, and his expression was completely different from before.  In his eyes, Monica was no longer his teammate.

When Danny mentioned Abraham, Monica couldn\'t hold back any longer, "You have no right to mention Abraham\'s name!  How did he die?  You still haven\'t explained it to me!"

Recalling the scene of Danny returning to the base with Abraham\'s bloodied clothes, Monica couldn\'t help but yell at him.  She still suspected that Danny was involved in Abraham\'s death.  Otherwise, with Abraham\'s strength, how could he be killed by zombies?  The only possibility was that he was killed by someone close to him, and then the blame was shifted elsewhere.

But Monica couldn\'t figure out Danny\'s motive for killing Abraham, which was why she had kept it to herself.  Now, hearing Danny\'s words, she couldn\'t contain her anger any longer and yelled at him.

"Outrageous!"  Danny slammed his hand against the armrest of the sofa, and his restless aura immediately surged out.

Seeing this, Louisa quickly appeared in front of Monica, raising her palm, and with a loud slap, she fiercely hit Monica\'s cheek.

Monica held her painful cheek and stared at Danny in disbelief.  She decisively pulled out the dagger from her waist with her right hand.  But Louisa was faster;  a short knife dropped into her hand, and it instantly pressed against Monica\'s neck.

"Hmph, put away your pathetic tricks.  Don\'t you know you\'re the weakest in our team?  You\'re not qualified to be arrogant in front of me.  If it weren\'t for Abraham protecting you, I would have kicked you out of the team long ago and let you fend for yourself," Danny stood up and sternly said to Monica.

Feeling the sharpness of the short knife in Louisa\'s hand, Monica\'s face was filled with seriousness.  In that brief moment just now, she seemed to sense a unique aura from this woman.  It even carried a hint of a decaying smell.

This made Monica immediately furrow her eyebrows, while Louisa continued to stare coldly and even uncontrollably licked her lips, as if about to approach Monica\'s neck.

"Louisa, stop!"  Danny scolded her.  Louisa paused and closed her mouth.  However, she still looked at Monica with a hungry expression.

"On account of us being teammates, I won\'t kill you today.  But you must leave the team forever;  I won\'t keep a vase like you here," Danny glanced at Monica and then turned back into the bedroom.  Louisa also put down the short knife pressed against Monica\'s neck and followed Danny into the room.

Suddenly, the room was empty, leaving Monica alone.  Looking at the familiar base, Monica felt how strange it was at this moment.  Even more strange was Danny\'s cold heart.  She never imagined that Danny would be like this – not only insulting her but also kicking her out of the team.

This made Monica increasingly believe that Abraham\'s death was related to him.  The note left by Abraham seemed to point to Danny, fueling Monica\'s desire for revenge.

Considering the sharp aura emanating from Louisa, Monica hesitated for a moment.  She knew that with her current strength, she was no match for Louisa.  If Danny got involved, her fate would likely be the same as Abraham\'s.

Gritting her teeth, Monica angrily glanced at Danny\'s bedroom and then left the base.  At that moment, Danny became her sworn enemy, and she vowed to kill this beast with her own hands!

Walking out of the base, Monica was alone on the street.  She no longer had a home.  The only home she had was now an unreachable place.  She had initially thought about finding David, hoping to seek his help.  However, the thought of the closed base and the question of why David should help her made her instantly disappointed.  Besides, what right did David have to help her?

Feeling lost, Monica looked up at the sky and let out a sigh of helplessness.  Just then, the honking of a car broke her reverie.  Monica turned her head and saw three modified war vehicles passing by her.  They stopped by her side, and it was the members of Embers\' team who returned.

David had noticed Monica from afar.  "Why is this woman here?"  He wondered and rolled down the car window to look at her.  When Monica saw David, she paused, and a faint excitement appeared on her face.

"Why are you here?"  David asked.

Monica hesitated for a moment, unsure how to approach him.  Sensing that there was something bothering her, David hesitated for a moment and then let her get into the car.  He didn\'t care much about her, but he thought their future cooperation might still be beneficial.  He had countless supplies in his warehouse, more than they could use, so he could sell some of it to her.

Sitting in the car, Monica glanced at David and Fatso, then lowered her head.  She wanted to tell David about her ordeal but suddenly realized that they didn\'t have that kind of relationship yet.  She hesitated, and David glanced at the rearview mirror, sensing her complex expression.  He knew that she must be facing some difficulties.  As a result, he immediately drove back to the base.

After getting off the car, Sally walked to David\'s side and saw Monica.  "Why is she here?"  Sally asked in a low voice.

"I happened to see her alone on the road;  she probably has some issue, so I brought her back," David explained with a smile.

Sally nodded.  She trusted every decision David made, so she had no concerns.  Everyone went into the base to rest, leaving only David and Monica outside.

"What\'s the matter?"  David leaned against the war vehicle and asked.

Monica looked around and saw no one else, then nodded and said, "I\'ve been abandoned by my own team."

"Hmm?"  David was puzzled, looking at Monica.

Monica nodded and recounted everything that had happened, including Abraham\'s death.

"Danny?"  David furrowed his brows tightly.