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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!

Struggle · Geral
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620 Chs

I Can Hear Your Whispers

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Since Xia Ju wanted to do it, Du Yue naturally would not dampen her enthusiasm. "Okay, then you can try!"

It was naturally a good thing if she could do it. If she could not, she could just take it as finding something to do to kill time.

Xia Ju was obviously not just talking about it. She really treated this matter as something very important. After lunch, Xia Ju, who had cleaned up the dishes, hurriedly returned to her room. Seeing Xia Ju slam the door with a bang, Du Yue and He Xing looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

The two of them returned to the room together. Du Yue took out a Snowy Cold Fruit from the space and cut it in half for He Xing. "There's too much food in the space. If I hadn't taken out the logistics boxes today, I really wouldn't have remembered these fruits." The Snowy Cold Fruit had been in the space for several years, but it was no different from when it was first picked.