In the Apocalypse of the Ice River, My Neighbors Quarreled over My Hoarding of Supplies.

This kind of doomsday writing is almost the same, except for the name! Hiding in your own home and reading group messages and being insulted but still enjoying it... If you have time to write these garbage plots, why not create something different for everyone to watch? Watching all of these for an hour is probably already very embarrassing.

After listening to more than 40 chapters, the male protagonist is called Zheng Laohan, right? Is it related to the hoarder in the turtle shell in the author's book? The male protagonist chapter is less than one third of the number of Lao Han, right?

What are you writing about? Everything you do is ridiculed. Even buying a car is ridiculed. One is demolishing a second generation. The family has so many houses and is ridiculed for not being able to buy a car. Just write about the apocalypse properly and don't be like a slapping article in the city. After reading five or six more chapters, I really can't stand it anymore. No wonder the comments are all bad. You'd be damned if you didn't write a bad review like this. The protagonist is always suspected of being a poor loser. Where can I buy a car?

I keep making some meat dishes, and there are so many people in the community. How can we get so many supplies to distribute food? After reading this, I feel that it is nonsense.

It's the end of the world and I still save people. I don't remember how my shirt died. Moreover, it's all the same old routines that don't make sense. No matter what I do, I get scolded and ridiculed. It's really boring to be reborn like this. It's boring.

What, what, what, what did I write?

Boring nonsense, not good-looking.

Damn it, I was stunned by the author's imagination. You were eaten by someone who ripped out your skin, cramped your muscles, tore out your heart and lungs. After you were reborn, you provided food and built a base for the people who ate you. As a result, the doctor who climbed more than ten floors to treat you asked you to write him off just because he fell in love with his wife! Completely portray the pig's trotter as a retard! Still in the late stage

The mobile fortress ran less than a hundred meters and never left the community.

In the next few chapters, the author realized that no one was reading, so he simply started writing about his own bad taste.

Even in the apocalypse, I am still afraid of Teacher Bai.

If you can't write, don't write, damn it,

This is not the case with random fabrication, and nuclear energy

Messy logic, bad ending,