A global cataclysm struck, and overnight, strange numbers appeared on everyone’s arms. Their lifespans had been cut to a tenth!
Chen Mo was reborn before the apocalypse began and acquired a status panel. He could get anything, as long as he paid with his lifespan.
First, he’d stockpile tens of billions’ worth of supplies!
“What? A 90 mm sniper rifle only costs three years of my life, and I can use it in the apocalypse? I’ll take it!”
“An ability to control space only costs twenty years? What a bargain. I’ll take it!”
While everyone else was worrying about how to increase the numbers on their arms, Chen Mo had his eye on the final entry on the panel.
[10,000 years of lifespan = one nuclear bomb]!
Chapter 16, the book is ruined