In This Apocalyptic World, It's All About Hoarding, But How Did I End Up Hoarding the King of Soldiers Too?!

When Feng Shutong opened her eyes, she found herself back three months before the apocalypse. Penniless, she had no choice but to cling to Mo Tingchen, the heir of the Beijing elite circle and the strongest soldier king during the apocalypse.

But who would have thought that her rebirth would lead to the apocalypse arriving ahead of schedule?

Zombies swept the globe, followed by torrential rains, floods, viruses, extreme heat, blizzards, and extreme cold...

Humanity is struggling.

Fortunately, she had already stockpiled enough supplies in this life. Faced with the torrential rain, sorry, I have a raincoat and a small kayak.

Faced with the virus, sorry, I have medicine, and I can even make medicine in my personal space.

Faced with extreme heat, sorry, the diesel engine generates electricity, but my air conditioner still works.

Faced with extreme cold, sorry, I have a high-end down jacket and coal for heating.

As for food, I have plenty of fresh vegetables and fruits, more than I can finish.

Oh right, she also hoarded the post-apocalyptic soldier king, Mo Tingchen, along with him.

He said: Ink stains the sparse paulownia shadows, phoenixes sing sweetly in the deep courtyard. Sparse paulownia, in this life, I am yours.