The end of the world suddenly comes, the global order collapses, extreme climate is raging, and resources are extremely scarce. While everyone was fighting and killing each other for a bite to eat, I was carrying space with me and sitting on hundreds of millions of supplies.
In the last days, people's hearts are unpredictable. I originally wanted to find a safe place and live peacefully with these supplies for the rest of my life.
But some people didn't allow it. All kinds of beauties knelt down and begged me to take me in for a bag of instant noodles, and all kinds of heroes knelt down and recognized me as their boss for a piece of ham sausage.
Looking at their sincere looks, do you agree? I fell into deep thought...
