In the fifth year of the apocalypse, I was reborn and returned to the week before the zombie outbreak. The first thing I did was to take a look at the fast food restaurant in front of the school.
While others are hoarding supplies, I am hoarding rice, flour, grains and oils; while others are building bases, I am developing doomsday lunch boxes.
While everyone is fighting for a piece of bread, my box lunch has been sold all over the city.
"Braised pork set meal in exchange for three boxes of ammunition"
"Spicy hotpot for fifty liters of gasoline"
Later, even the leader of the largest base came to the door in person: "Boss, can you give me a monthly subscription?"
