When the Apocalypse Struck, My Cousin Was Reborn and Chose to Hoard Food, but the System Only Gave Her One Pea

The apocalypse arrived, and the system gave us two choices: stockpile food or stockpile weapons. Before I could react, my cousin chose to stockpile food. She even pretended to be kind and comforted me, saying she was doing it for my own good, and that if I had a gun, I wouldn't need to stockpile food. She's kind-hearted; lying low suits her better. Something's definitely fishy. Looking at the empty house, I concluded she'd been reborn. The system's options were probably a trap waiting for me. So I diligently built a shelter, stockpiled supplies, and made thorough preparations. Until the apocalypse arrived, the system gave me a pea. I was stunned, clutching the pea and asking, "System, are you sure I..."