Restarting the Apocalypse: My Portable Safe Zone

Three years after the end of the world, Xu Zhiqing died due to the betrayal of the person she trusted the most. The moment she was pushed into the zombie wave, she looked at the blood-filled sky and only hated herself for being unclear about people and being weak and easy to bully. When she opened her eyes again, she went back to three months before the apocalypse broke out. This time, there was only coldness and determination in her eyes. The memory of her previous life is her weapon, and the unexpectedly bound portable space is her confidence - the space can not only be filled with supplies, but also isolate danger, becoming her strongest fortress in the apocalypse. "Food? Medicine? Weapons?" Xu Zhiqing curled his lips and sneered, and the space was already piled up. "Teammates? Trust?" She sneered. Going alone is the best way to survive in the apocalypse. From hurriedly stocking up, to calm and decisive fighting; from being forced to struggle for survival, to taking the initiative to take control of the situation. With her long hair tied up and a sharp blade in hand, Xu Zhiqing lost her innocence step by step and carved her own way through the ruins. Who says that women can only rely on others in the last days? She wanted to be her own king, take her personal safe zone with her, and live her life as the most dazzling light in the apocalypse.