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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
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86 Chs

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These people ground soybeans for most of the day and managed to grind nearly half of them.

Su Yinhe brought up the ground soybean pulp and juice, having been craving it for a long time.

Su Yinhe first put the soybean pulp and juice into her largest pot, added a suitable amount of water, and began to cook.

While it was boiling, she also cooked several pots of rice. The soy milk wasn't fully ground yet, but she couldn't let them work on an empty stomach.

Thinking about how they devoured the buns that morning, she had taken every rice cooker from the fifth floor to use.

Six rice cookers should be enough.

If not... then they'll just have to be hungry.

Her home only had six pots.

The soy milk boiled quickly; she filtered the soy pulp with a clean cloth and poured it into a large thermos.