Apocalypse: I’ll Transmigrate in Three Months, So I’m Stockpiling a Hundred Billion in Supplies

A countdown to transmigration suddenly appeared in Lin Ye’s mind, telling him he would transmigrate to the apocalypse in three months.

His bank account suddenly had ten billion yuan in it, and he also gained a portable space measuring one billion cubic meters.

All Lin Ye could do before transmigrating was stock up on supplies worth ten billion yuan:

Canned food, rice, chicken, duck, fish, and meat.

Fruit and drinks.

Self-heating rice meals.

He wouldn’t leave a thing behind.

When he saw people in the apocalypse fighting over a single piece of bread and letting themselves be pushed around for a can of food,

Lin Ye couldn’t help looking at his space, which held a teeny-tiny bit of supplies…