I Am the God of Space, Building an Ultimate Base in the Apocalypse

Reborn before the apocalypse, Ye Feng brought along a storage space and went all in from the start, spending billions to stockpile supplies.

A million tons of meat, a million tons of seafood, a million tons of fruit, a hundred thousand tons of vegetables, a hundred thousand buckets of fried chicken, ten thousand servings of state-banquet-level cuisine, guns, cannons, and ammunition: he cleared it all out...

Goddess of Holy Light: "Boss Ye! Give me some Kendeji, and I'll listen to you from now on. I'll even give you as much as you want."

Thunder God of War: "Bro! Look at that guy staring at you. Give me a bottle of Moutai and I'll beat the crap out of him for you!"

Frost Archmage: "Bro! Want me to give your little brother a buff? I guarantee he'll be able to go all day and all night. Just give me a bowl of braised pork."

In this life, Ye Feng has cleared out all the supplies. Even the God of War-level overlords from his previous life are crying and begging to call him big brother.

In this apocalypse, building a base for all the gods sounds like it could be fun...

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.