The apocalypse arrives. Zombies run rampant, and the whole world is plunged into despair.
But me, Lin Mo, I’m livestreaming a hotpot feast from my safe house.
When my Infinite Supplies System is exposed in a global livestream, the whole world goes crazy.
[Holy crap! How does she have fresh vegetables? I’ll send a rocket for a single cucumber!]
[Is that... a lightsaber the military can’t even get its hands on? Rich lady, I’m starving!]
My ex and my fake-sweet stepsister gnaw on tree bark outside the door. “Lin Mo, we know we were wrong. Please give us something to eat!”
I swirl my glass of red wine and glance at the starship blueprints I redeemed with livestream gifts. I smile faintly.
“Sorry, this livestream is for family only. I don’t feed dogs.”
