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I'm Hoarding for the Apocalypse

In the second year of the apocalypse, Du Yue died alone, killed by apathy and exposure to extreme weather. Somehow, she opened her eyes to find herself not only alive, but also back when it was three months before the apocalypse. Despite the surprise, she thought about the upcoming disasters and upheavals. First, it was the fog that carried a virus that stayed for a month. Then, global temperatures rose to over 120 degrees, evaporating most of the world's water and melting all the icebergs. After that were level-10 earthquakes, cyclones, tsunamis, permanent eclipse, and avid rain... and that was not all, because after global warming, came global freezing. As temperatures dropped to below negative fifty, the savagery humans displayed was far worse than any imagined horrors like zombies! Knowing what was coming, Du Yue sold off her family property and used the pocket dimension her mother left her to hoard as many resources as possible, so that she could survive the apocalypse. Meat? Grain? Oil? Spices? Weather gear? She bought everything! Steaks, French fries, spaghetti, and canned food must all be stocked up! To He Xing, the male lead, she was a god and the key to surviving the apocalypse! Having thought of the apocalypse, Du Yue sold off her family property and used the pocket dimension her mother left her to hoard as many resources as possible, so that she could survive the apocalypse. Meat? Grain? Oil? Spices? Weather gear? She bought everything! Steaks, french fries, spaghetti and canned food must all be stocked up! To He Xing, the male lead, she is a god and the key to surviving the apocalypse!

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620 Chs

Although You're Useless, You're Thick-Skinned

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Du Yue still did not speak, and she did not put down her dagger either. "Ahh, this dagger of yours looks like an old object. Where did you get it? I still remember that when you were in school, you were quiet and didn't like to talk. I didn't expect that you would be forced by this damn apocalypse to learn how to wield a dagger and play with guns."

Wu Di was not angry even with the dagger pointed at him. He continued to talk to Du Yue as if they were old friends who had not seen each other for a long time.

However, as he was speaking, Du Yue had already begun to seriously recall her high school life. Wu Di transferred to their class in the second year of high school. The two of them had not exchanged more than ten sentences until graduation. They were no different from strangers. Du Yue felt very uncomfortable when she saw a classmate she had never interacted with before acting so friendly.

Du Yue glanced at the left door on the first floor. "You live here?"