A model young man in peacetime, he transmigrates into a book as an older, divorced woman who fawns over a man, and a cannon-fodder character who dies from the start of a disaster-apocalypse story.
She knows nothing about the plot.
By chance, she acquires a pocket dimension.
She raises pets, stockpiles supplies, and shops nonstop.
Watch as this chatty woman muddles through the Apocalypse and survives to the very end.
Author’s Note: The female lead wasn’t reborn from the Apocalypse. She transmigrated into a book from peacetime and has never experienced the cruelty of the Apocalypse. She loves gossip and is warmhearted and chatty, not cold, ruthless, or bloodthirsty. She’s kind, but not to a fault, and has her own principles and boundaries.
She does team up with others, but her companions all have a strong sense of personal boundaries.
The heroine lives her life as if she is playing a game. I cannot say that this is not a good thing, but she is just too stupid to stand every move she makes. Stock up and buy all the products of modern civilization. (The author is too lazy to think about it, so he copied all the hoarding routines in the novel and wrote a few chapters.) When buying supplies in the supermarket, he doesn't care about the environment, he only thinks about himself. A single woman buying two large bags of supplies makes the best people jealous. Doesn't she deserve it? You have supplies in your space, but you have to be high-profile. I went downstairs to ask for information, but I didn't give anything. I just wanted to have sex for free and blamed others for having a bad temper. Is there something wrong with the heroine? What is the end of the world? When you see the coach, you still want to hug his thigh. Damn, I really can't stand it. With just those few days of friendship, what kind of preferential treatment can others give you? Seeing this, I feel that the heroine has not traveled through time, but that she is the original owner, a second personality that was transformed from schizophrenia after being divorced. This self-centered attitude and childish thoughts are exactly the same as the original owner. Her inner behavior towards the original owner's ex-husband's new wife is really disgusting. She likes the young lady, which is fine, but would a person in his right mind lick his ex-husband's wife? What kind of logic? Can't we just change to a fan girl? Later, I still lived in my ex-husband's house, and I couldn't stand the author's imagination at all. 😱 I gave it up, and if I keep reading, my heart can't bear it!!! The original owner and her ex-husband were childhood sweethearts, so wouldn't they be afraid of being recognized when they live in his house? Forget it, with the heroine's IQ, she wouldn't have thought of this. Originally, it started out as a post-apocalyptic story without a scumbag husband, vicious best friend, mistress and step-sister, and other bloody plots. I was extremely excited and had high expectations. Unfortunately, the more I read, the more things seemed wrong.
The heroine has too much on her mind. Also a bit silly. My ex-husband and I ended up like that and we still agreed to live together.
I think it's average, I can't stand it. When everyone is having difficulty eating and drinking, the heroine has space and her self-preservation ability is average, but she shows off twice in the market with large bags of supplies and triggers a bloody plot among the neighbors. It's really a bit bloody 🤦
What's going on? It's so bad. I can't stand it anymore. The woman actually likes the heroine and is still living with her ex-husband. Do you want to watch her show affection?