Apocalypse Descends: I Have a Farming Space

I was reborn before the apocalypse and refused to be a simp.

Scorching heat, floods, extreme cold, earthquakes... These could only be called natural disasters. The real disaster was mutation.

It was the strange beasts falling from the sky, and the endless darkness in people's hearts.

I took in the goddess and helped her understand the situation we were in.

When the scorching heat arrived, everyone struggled to survive beneath the blazing sun.

I alone had stockpiled billions' worth of supplies and an inexhaustible supply of ice, living in a room kept at 21 degrees.

Others worried about food, but I had a hundred mu of space for farming and livestock. There was more than enough to eat.

Once the goddess faced reality, she had no choice but to let me take her in and become my maid.

But the heat, lack of water, and food shortages weren't the start of the apocalypse. The apocalypse began with the strange beasts.

With humanity's awakening, endless crises followed.