Doomsday: I Used Debt to Hoard a Mobile Fortress

When others are reborn in the apocalypse, they go back either to a few days ago or a few weeks ago. Leng Feng was reborn a year ago. On July 13, 2025, at 3:17 in the afternoon, he stood at the door of the takeout station, holding 327 yuan and 60 cents in his hand, with only one picture in his mind: Three sausages. Unpeeled. Pop it into your mouth. That was the last memory of his previous life. Cousin Leng Hui stood three meters away, holding half a pack of compressed biscuits, three sausages, his crossbow, and his quiver. Leng Hui said: "You have hoarded so much, why don't you share some with me?" Cookies are turned over from the dead. The dead man's eyes were open and there was half a finger in his mouth. The sausage was replaced with two antibiotics. Then the cervical vertebrae were broken. Three vines attacked at the same time, from three directions. They knew that he used to move his right hand first. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.