Introduction: [Apocalypse + Natural Disaster + Shelter + Stockpiling of Supplies]
This doomsday came suddenly. An asteroid hit the earth, bringing a series of disasters, including tsunamis, volcanic eruptions, acid rain, earthquakes, high temperatures, and extreme cold.
Zhang Xun couldn't care less about other people. He only wanted to make sure he and his family could live a peaceful life! No big deal, just peace and quiet!
There is no space, no superpowers, no mutated viruses, no pretending to be cool and getting slapped in the face, and no harem.
(The protagonist has gained memories of his past life and unlocked the ability to make money. The early stages of building a shelter and stockpiling supplies will be described in more detail. There will be some logical problems in some places, and I hope you will understand. After all, the author is not a professional. Many novels introduce legendary systems or advanced civilization wisdom into the doomsday shelters, and many things are only mentioned in passing without any specific construction process. Therefore, this book will focus on the construction and will not be very long. It will end when the protagonist's life ends. The protagonist only wants to survive, that's all! This is not a cool story! This is not a cool story!)
[Apocalypse + Rebirth + Strong Female Lead + Hoarding + Pets + Killing]
There are cute pets!
The apocalypse arrived overnight! Torrential rain poured down, darkness descended, floods raged, acid rain poured down, extreme cold and heat swept over the world, germs lurked, and mutations arose...
Su Xiaoxiao struggled to survive in the apocalypse for three years, wading through floods and dodging acid rain, only to be killed by the person closest to her in the sweltering heat!
Reborn, she reclaimed her personal space and, with only seven days left in the apocalypse, went on a shopping spree, hoarding everything and even launching a zero-yuan shopping spree under the cover of darkness.
When disaster strikes, humanity becomes twisted. She has a knife at her left waist, a gun in her right hand, a treasure-hunting pig in front of her, and an arrogant cat on her shoulder.
She was sharpening her knife, ready to pounce.
Local warlords rise and rebuild new rules.