Wasteland Survival: Big Shot, I’ll Trade You Spicy Strips!

When other people transmigrate into the apocalypse, they awaken spatial powers or command storms of lightning.

I, Ling Yi, woke up in a radioactive sea of sand, and the talent I awakened was... repairing antique vending machines.

While mutant beasts chased humans across the wasteland, I was locked in a battle of wits with a machine over a can of cola three hundred years past its expiration date.

While powerful factions fought over water, I was hugging a bag of potato chips and pondering life.

All I wanted was to become a junk food mogul who stayed out of everyone else's business. That is, until I used a limited-edition chocolate bar to knock on the gates of Tianqiong City, the legendary last sanctuary of humanity.

The man who opened the gate was Ryan, commander-in-chief of the Winter Legion and the most untouchable living devil in the city. He stared at the chocolate bar in my hand, his eyes greener than the mutant wolves outside the city.

“Want to get in?” His voice was low as he pointed to the last of my snacks. “Trade it for entry.”

“No way! This is strawberry-filled!”

Later, I traded spicy snack sticks for an entire city, and even brought the commander-in-chief home with me. But it seems he's more interested in my snacks than in me?