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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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I'm Not Going to the Hospital

Redakteur: EndlessFantasy Translation

Wan Dapeng was in so much pain that his head was covered in sweat. "The hospital is too expensive…"

As Yu Xinya's most capable assistant, no one knew better than him how much money the small courtyard had now. He did not get anything good this time. If he were to be hospitalized, he did not know how many contribution points he would waste. Even if he had to hand over all his hard-earned money, it would probably not be enough.

The contribution points he earned the previous time were not his personal efforts but the joint efforts of more than ten brothers. Moreover, he planned to save the money for the children's education, so he could not touch the money. He could not go to the hospital no matter what. Wan Dapeng's thoughts could be seen clearly from his expression.