Grocery Stores Are Open to Both Ancient and Modern Times. Isn't It Difficult for Me to Raise a Little General?

Bones are exposed in the wild, the king is incompetent, and villains are in power. In the thirteenth year of the Apocalypse, Qingcheng has run out of ammunition and food, powerful enemies are looking at it outside, and people inside are dying of hunger everywhere. Huo Tingchen witnessed the misery of the world and watched numbly as the people went into desperation. Until late one night, he opened a door and a crisp and festive "Welcome" sounded. Then, the woman was wearing a weird dress with a smile in her eyes, as if he was welcoming a goddess: "What do you want?" Later, it was said in the history books that the supplies that had been trapped for several months were miraculously saved. The people of Qingcheng looked at the supplies brought by General Huo with doubts on their faces. "What are instant noodles?" "What's a flashlight?" "What is a generator?" After resolving the difficulties in Qingcheng time and time again, Huo Tingchen began to have selfish motives for the priestess he believed in: "He wanted to see her. He wanted her company, and he asked her to see the poor believer." But he didn't expect that one day she would actually walk up to him. On their wedding night, he looked at the person in front of him and said, "Does this count as infidelity?" "It doesn't count." Jiang Yuan hooked her arm around his neck and smiled. She was never a selfless goddess, but selfishly she didn't want to see the talented and beautiful young general fall into hell.