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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 · 综合
分數不夠
620 Chs

Please Take Pity on Us

編輯: EndlessFantasy Translation

It was a good thing that the group of women was so busy pestering He Xing and did not witness such an embarrassing scene. The only person who saw this was He Xing, who had been keeping an eye on Du Yue. He Xing looked at Du Yue dotingly, his eyes full of smiles. The next second, he stopped smiling and raised the gun in his hand to point at the woman in front of him. "If you don't want to die, get out of my way. One more word and I'll fulfill your wish and send you to reunite with your king."

"Young man..." The woman in the blue floral dress was so scared that her face turned pale, but she still did not want to give up. "If you don't take us with you, we weak women will be left to die. Please take pity on us... Even if you don't want us to be your concubines, we're willing to be your maids! You're so capable, so you must have all the resources you need. We don't ask for much. We're good as long as you give us some food. Is that okay?"