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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

I Will Always Follow You

編集者: EndlessFantasy Translation

Hearing this, Zuo Mingdong did not delay any further. "Then I'll have to trouble you. Help me knock on the door and ask."

Zuo Mingdong was not afraid of waiting, but the base was still waiting for the nutrient solution. He could not delay the progress of others. Du Yue nodded and turned to walk toward Xia Ju's room. Du Yue stood at Xia Ju's door and knocked on it for a long time, but there was no response from the person inside.

"Could she be busy?" asked Zuo Mingdong. "Why don't I wait a little longer?"

Before Du Yue could speak, the person inside suddenly pushed open the door and walked out. Xia Ju, who was standing in front of them, had messy hair draped over her shoulders, but she did not look sloppy. Instead, she had an unruly beauty.

After seeing Xia Ju's hair color, Zuo Mingdong was slightly stunned. "Do you like to wear a wig when you do research?" Was it really a woman's nature to take care of their appearance this much?