On the way to escape, everyone was hungry and red-eyed.
Lin Qingqing opened her eyes, surrounded by dead people. She touched the supermarket icon on her wrist - fortunately, the space was still there, and the three thousand square meters of shelves were full.
But she didn't dare to take out the big white steamed bun, she only dared to take out a piece of compressed biscuit and nibble on it.
It's not that she is stingy. In troubled times, a pack of salt can buy a life, and a bottle of medicine can buy a general. She didn't want to be taken advantage of.
Until that day, a group of remaining soldiers blocked the way. The leader's face was covered in blood and his eyes were like hungry wolves, about to grab food.
Lin Qingqing took out strong liquor, gold sore medicine, and a fine steel dagger: "I'll use these to buy you to be my bodyguards."
The general stared at her: "Who are you?"
She smiled: "A supermarket owner."
Since then, the style of the escape team has changed - while others gnawed tree bark, she cooked hot pot; while others slept in the wilderness, she slept in a down sleeping bag; when the enemy attacked, she took out pepper water, laxatives, fertilizers and explosives...
General Ares could not understand this woman more and more, until one day, he cornered her and asked, "Does your supermarket... Have any wedding rings?"
