Lin Mu starved to death in the extremely cold apocalypse.
When he opened his eyes again, the chirping of cicadas in June filled his ears, and the date displayed on his phone made him stunned for a full ten minutes - everything had not started yet.
In his last life, he carried it all by himself and starved to death in a rented house without even seeing his parents for the last time.
He doesn't plan to hide it anymore in this life.
"Dad, Mom, I have something to say. Sit down and listen."
When the coffee table in the living room disappeared and reappeared in front of the three people, Liu Rui cried - not because of fear, but because of distress. Lin Shan said nothing, stood up, closed the window and drew the curtains.
From that day on, this ordinary family of three began a general mobilization that no one knew the end of.
Mother Liu Rui has used all the skills she has gained from running a small store for more than ten years - wholesale channels, bargaining skills, and bookkeeping habits down to every packet of salt.
Dad Lin Shan took on all the physical and technical work - sealing strips, insulation, exhaust pipes, reinforcement of doors and windows. He could repair and install everything.
Lin Mu is responsible for planning and the secret that no one can know - the three hundred cubic meters of space in the palm of his hand.
High temperature, locust plague, heavy rain, extreme cold, extreme night... Natural disasters come one after another.
But this time, he's not alone.
Not the Holy Mother, not cold-blooded. Protect your own family first and help when you can.
In the cracks of doomsday, there is porridge to drink, lights are on, and people are waiting for you to go home - it's so damn good.
