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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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He Doesn't Look Like a Bad Person

Biên tập viên: EndlessFantasy Translation

Du Yue nodded. "Alright. However, I've observed their every move just now, and they don't seem like bad people."

After the apocalypse, Du Yue had dealt with all kinds of people, so she had her own way of judging people.

As the man had said, the base was not far away. He Xing drove slowly behind them and arrived in less than five minutes. When they arrived at the base's entrance, the first thing they saw were two large iron gates. Judging from the structure of the iron gates, they were not even as sturdy as the gate of the small house where Du Yue and He Xing used to live. As the base's gates, they were indeed a little shabby.