[Apocalypse] [Lucky Charm] [Everyone's Favorite] [Ensemble Cast] [Pocket Dimension] [Adorable Little Baby]
After the extreme-cold apocalypse began, Jiang Sanya spent every day hungry and freezing. Her mother called her a worthless burden, her father called her deadweight, her two older sisters ignored her, and her little brother, the family's lucky star, bullied her. In the end, they threw her out.
Luckily, Professor Tang, who lived across the hall, took her in as his daughter and gave her the name Tang Tang.
With supplies scarce and the weather bitterly cold, everyone in the Tang family was ready to tighten their belts and do whatever it took to keep Tang Tang fed.
But the moment they carried Tang Tang inside, every frostbitten, withered vegetable in the growing box came back to life!
Their blind third son regained his sight, their second son, who had a limp, could suddenly run like the wind, and their eldest son, who had been in a vegetative state, woke up at once.
Even the hen that had never laid an egg started laying them one after another, and then somehow reproduced a whole brood of chicks without a rooster?
As the Tang family's fortunes improved, the Jiang family kept getting worse off with their little lucky star in tow. Even after selling off two daughters, they still went hungry and shivered in the cold.
The extreme cold gave way to scorching heat, and then the zombies arrived.
While terrified survivors fled for their lives, the Tang family, guided by a prophetic dream, was already living in a fortress-like villa with maximum security, eating and drinking to their hearts' content.
What? The Jiang family's lucky star awakened a supernatural ability and came to order Tang Tang to give up her villa?
Her eldest brother, an ice-type ability user, her second brother, a wind-type ability user, and her third brother, a mental-type ability user: "You dare bully my little sister?"
Her adoptive father transformed into a muscle-bound demon: "If you can't understand reason, I know a thing or two about throwing punches."
Her adoptive mother snapped her fingers, and thunder roared: "Die, you wretch!"
Tang Tang sat on top of a Godzilla, sucking on her bottle and leisurely swinging her little feet.
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