Hearing the Voice of the Fetus, I Turned My Mansion into a Doomsday Fortress
by Sha Manhua
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The second before I swiped my card at the Hermès counter, I heard the scream of my son in my belly. Mom! Don't buy this garbage bag! The zombies are coming in a month! You can neither eat nor smash walnuts with this thing, so why buy it? ! Go buy rice! Buy oil! I sold my limited-edition sports car and replaced it with a bulletproof armored vehicle! My hand shook, and the distribution list worth millions fell to the floor. The counter sister looked at me with disdain: "Ms. Lin, if the balance in the card is insufficient, you can come back another day." I ignored her, turned around and dialed the number of Mr. Liu from the wholesale market. "Bring me 10,000 jins of rice and 5,000 jins of pork. I want the fat meat with the skin on! I want it now!" From this moment on, Lin Wan, the vase in Beijing who only knew how to buy and buy, died. Replaced by Lin Wan, a doomsday survival madman.
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