Doomsday Warehouse: The Locked Warehouse Became a Beginner's Gift Pack

When the Apocalypse came, everyone else waited to die in the scorching heat while I shivered in a cold-storage warehouse.

When the Apocalypse ended, everyone else searched the ruins for food while I took stock of my 137 cases of bottled water and 89 cases of compressed biscuits.

They called me a survivor. I said I was just an unlucky guy locked in a warehouse and forgotten.

They called me a savior. I said I was just a fucking warehouse manager.

Scorching heat, extreme cold, floods, earthquakes... The Earth was dead set on rebooting humanity.

And me, Chen Cang, 35 years old, single, and recently laid-off former warehouse manager, just wanted to finish taking inventory before the world was destroyed.