Transmigrated into a Book in the Apocalypse: She Stockpiles Supplies and Becomes a Powerhouse

A brand-new story is here! Feel free to roast it and share your best memes. This is the complete version, with the opening and the first eight chapters: fast-paced, packed with satisfying moments, and free of saintly do-gooders. A great place to start! Su Qingyuan died in the bitter winter of the apocalypse’s tenth year.

At thirty below zero, with zombies surrounding the city and the base out of food, the teammates who once fought alongside her pushed her toward a level-three ice zombie in exchange for half a moldy loaf of black bread.

As an icicle pierced her heart, she gazed at the snow filling the sky, consumed by regret: regret that she had been too softhearted, regret that she had trusted others too easily, and regret that before the apocalypse began, she’d had a comfortable life but hadn’t stockpiled a single supply.

In the final second before her consciousness faded, a cold, mechanical voice rang out in her mind: [Strong obsession detected in Host. Compatibility: 100%. Transmigrate-into-a-book System binding in progress...]

When she opened her eyes again, dazzling sunlight made her squint. The air smelled sweetly of gardenias, not the lingering stench of blood and decay from the apocalypse. Welcome to read my work on Tomato Novel. I hope you’ll enjoy it. Your support motivates me to write, and I’ll do my best to tell every story well!