[Extreme cold disaster + rebirth + stockpiling in a storage space + ten-thousandfold critical hits + men vying for her in a Shura-like love triangle]
The extreme-cold apocalypse arrives.
In her previous life, Lin Yu was exploited by her parasitic relatives, who drained her dry before shoving her into a horde of corpses to die. Reborn with only two hours left on the apocalypse countdown, she awakens the [Apocalypse Supplies Critical Hit Catalog]!
For the first item of any given type of supply, touching it triggers a ten-thousandfold critical hit!
Touch a pack of instant noodles, and it’s a ten-thousandfold critical hit! Ten thousand cases of supplies fill her storage space!
Touch a generator, and it’s a ten-thousandfold critical hit! She’ll never have to worry about power in the apocalypse!
She blows open the main warehouse of RT-Mart, raids a Michelin-starred restaurant’s cold storage, and clears out hundreds of tons of gold from the Swiss National Bank’s headquarters… While others fight to the death over a moldy piece of bread in minus fifty degrees, Lin Yu soaks in a bath of Romanée-Conti in her fully automated underground ice fortress and builds a heavy-duty Land Cruiser by hand!
And she has no shortage of top-tier “mad dogs” at her side.
The deadliest assassin in her previous life puts away his fangs, drops to one knee, and kisses her combat boot. “Your hands shouldn’t be stained with blood, Master. I’ll kill for you.”
A brilliant, lovesick tech mogul with a twisted streak holds a cup of pour-over coffee and speaks with feigned sweetness. “Sis, he looks so bloodthirsty. I’m scared. I’m not like him. I only worry about you.”
The abstinent young war god, his faith shattered, rips off his rank insignia and stands before a horde of millions. “My gun fires only for you, Master.”
Even the mutated snow leopard she casually picked up evolves into a world-ending beast, lounging by her feet every day and begging to be petted.
