Li Quan died - in the seventh year of the apocalypse, he was pushed into the zombie horde by his most trusted brother and the goddess he secretly loved. The ancient jade heirloomed on his chest was stained with blood, and he died with hatred.
When he opened his eyes again, the calendar suddenly showed: June 1, 2025, three months before the end of the world.
The reborn Li Quan touched the slightly hot ancient jade on his chest. With a thought, a mysterious space of 100 square meters appeared in front of his eyes - time stopped, permanently preserved, and there was a spiritual spring. The spring water can detoxify corpses and heal wounds. What frightened him even more was that all the memories of his previous life were as clear as yesterday: the time of every zombie wave, the timing of every natural disaster, the whereabouts of every future strong man, and even... The faces of every betrayer.
This time, he was no longer kind.
Selling off property, mortgaging real estate, and doing leverage studs—he wants to convert worldly wealth into hard currency in the end of the world. Tons of rice, flour, grain and oil, boxes of antibiotics, piles of diesel generators, enough cold weapons to arm a company... While others are still worrying about the mortgage at the end of the month, Li Quan's private warehouse is already filled with seven shelves.
But what he didn't expect was that the secrets of space were far more than that. When the first zombie crystal core was purified by the spiritual spring, the silent ancient jade actually started to throb - the space of a hundred square meters began to tremble, and the spiritual field was about to open.
Countdown to the end of the world, ninety days.
This time, Li Quan not only wants to live, but also wants to live better than anyone else. He wants to build his own base, collect regretful people from his past life, and make all betrayers pay with blood. In the new world of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, he wants everyone to understand one truth——
Kindness requires a bit of edge, and in the apocalypse, materials and fists are the only truth.
