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Apocalypse: I have a supermarket stocked with supplies

Zombies, cold waves, floods, earthquakes, acid rain, tsunamis, extreme cold, high temperatures, land pollution, seven days of darkness... Since the year 2563, humanity had endured such apocalyptic crises for a full ten years. In those ten years, plants mutated, animals mutated, the food that once fed humans became toxic, and the lands that could once grow plants were now polluted. The living space for humans was increasingly compressed. And at this critical moment, a five-story supermarket suddenly appeared. Here, one could buy piping hot oden, tasty instant noodles, and sweet White Rabbit Creamy Candies... Countless Superpower Users greedily wanted to take the supermarket for themselves. And then... They were all kicked flying by Su Yinhe with one kick. Su Yinhe spread her hands, "I didn't bring the Infinite Supermarket here to be robbed; I came to make money." A Superpower User who felt like he struck gold after buying a box of instant noodles: "Miss Su is beautiful and kind-hearted, to only charge me ten gold bars for such a huge box of instant noodles." A female Superpower User who hadn't tasted sugar in ten years, with tears streaming down as she savored the candy: "Such sweet sugar, and it only costs one gold bar. Miss Su truly is a great person." A Superpower User who ate the supermarket's oden and then didn't want to leave: "I'm twenty-five this year, 188, Gold Element superpower..." Su Yinhe, only wanting to make money while holding a pile of gold bars: "Keep it low-key, low-key."

brown crow · Sci-fi
Not enough ratings
408 Chs
#SYSTEM
#SUPERPOWERS
#TRANSMIGRATION
#APOCALYPSE
#FEELINGGOOD
#STOCKINGUP
#DISASTER

Abusive Novel

Chi Yan had previously heard such matters and felt nothing. He even thought that the widow deserved it—during the apocalypse, if you had resources, you should hold them tight.

Having a hole in her head for giving all her resources to a man, if she didn't die, who would.

But now, as he looked at Su Yinhe, he felt an inexplicable concern.

Those men relied on this for their sustenance, sweet-talking, and ordinary young girls were easily deceived.

Su Yinhe: "???"

Su Yinhe didn't understand what he meant.

The system had given her a particularly robust golden finger. As long as she didn't commit suicide, she was guaranteed to not die.

As for wariness, strong people didn't need that.

Her supermarket wasn't going anywhere, and no one could harm her.

Even if she were a naive sweet girl, she could live well—let alone the fact that she wouldn't die.