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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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Secretly Digging a Hole

Biên tập viên: EndlessFantasy Translation

In the past half a month, different people would come to the lawn outside their courtyard to pluck the grass every day. These people knew that they could not pluck in the same spot all the time. They would change places every day. Every time they came, they would also bring water from the river to water the grass.

In the beginning, Du was occasionally interested in picking up the binoculars to observe them. Later on, she let them be. However, Xia Ju was different. Every day, she would pick up her binoculars and watch with great interest. "What's so good about watching them plucking grass?" Du Yue asked her.

Those people came every day, and Xia Ju was always watching them. Did she not get tired of it?

Xia Ju still did not put down the binoculars in her hand. When she spoke, her tone was calm, "There's indeed nothing to look at when they're plucking the grass. I'm just watching them dig a hole."

Du Yue was confused. "What hole? Where? Why didn't I see it?"