The End of the World: I Rely on the System to Set up a Street Stall

When Shi Yi woke up, he found that he had become the worst person in the apocalypse - the owner of a canteen that was about to close down. Just when he was thinking about life in front of the expired can, the [Doomsday Stall King System] hit him on the head. I thought I could punch mutants and stomp on wasteland overlords, but the system mission turned out to be: "Host, please sell ten packs of spicy strips today. Reward: 5 system points." "New mission: Reduce the winning rate of the lottery machine to 0.1%, And successfully let three customers draw facial tissues." Shi Yi: "... Do you have any misunderstanding about 'setting up a street stall'?" In order to survive, Boss Shi began his career as a profiteer: others hoarded food for him to hoard, and others killed monsters for him to sell. "This strong man, do you want to buy weapons? Kill zombies and get maintenance." "Miss, I have new skin care products that protect against radiation and sun." When the tide of corpses came and everyone trembled, Shi Yi set up the loudspeaker: "Clearout sale! Buy two bombs, get one free, first come, first served!" The customer cried bitterly: "Boss, can you survive first and then talk about business?" Shi Yi smiled: "No, our store does not accept credit." The subordinates couldn't bear it anymore: "Boss, don't you have nightmares if you are so evil?" Shi Yi calmly kept accounts: "No, my hands cramped when I counted the money."