Transmigrated into an Apocalypse Novel, I'm the Real Heiress Who Runs Away

Wang Weiwei was a fan of the apocalypse. Whenever she went to the supermarket, arms full of her favorite potato chips and spicy strips, her gaze would inevitably settle on the loose Chinese pastries. Mung bean cakes, soybean cakes, chestnut cakes: they were high in calories, small, kept for a long time, and cheap. Their only drawback was that one bite could choke the life out of you. If the apocalypse ever came, she'd stockpile them like crazy. They seemed like a better deal than instant noodles and compressed biscuits. Whenever she passed a jewelry store while shopping, she would gaze at the glittering gold jewelry in the window. She wanted some, but couldn't afford it. She always thought that if the apocalypse came, she could just walk in and take everything for free. Even when she traveled, every time she visited a crowded attraction, she'd think: a natural disaster would be manageable, but if it were a zombie apocalypse, this sea of people would turn into a tide of corpses in the next second. Escaping in those conditions would be a serious challenge, even for someone with special forces-level fitness! It was only a daydream. Who hasn't woken up unable to face work and thought, “If the company exploded, I wouldn't have to go in”? So how come she woke up one day to find that a wild System passing by had granted her wish and sent her into an apocalyptic world? She was only imagining it. She really didn't want to go through a trial by fire in the apocalypse!