Doomsday: I Built a Mobile Fortress by Running Up Debt

When people are reborn in the apocalypse, they usually return to a few days or weeks earlier.

Leng Feng was reborn a year earlier.

At 3:17 p.m. on July 13, 2025, he stood outside a delivery station, clutching 327 yuan and 60 fen. There was only one image in his mind:

Three sausages.

Unpeeled.

Stuffed into his mouth.

That was his last memory from his previous life. His cousin Leng Hui had stood three meters away, holding half a pack of compressed biscuits, three sausages, his crossbow, and his quiver. Leng Hui had said, "You stockpiled so much. What's wrong with sharing some with me?"

The biscuits had been taken from a dead man's body. The corpse's eyes were open, with half a finger in its mouth. He had traded two doses of antibiotics for the sausages.

Then his neck was broken.

Three vines struck at once, from three different directions. They knew he always moved his right hand first.

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