[No rebirth + limited duplication + space storage + team survival + lighthearted apocalypse]
When the apocalypse breaks out, Xu Zhiwei hasn’t been reborn and hasn’t stockpiled any food. All she has in her dorm are three packets of instant noodles, two bottles of water, and a box of discounted shampoo.
But anything she touches can be duplicated tenfold inside her five-cubic-meter space. Each original can only be used ten times, and duplicates can’t be copied again. She trades a power bank with an 80% charge for six energy bars, and everyone thinks she got the short end of the deal. No one knows she turns around and ends up with sixty-six bars.
From cracked filter cartridges and old pliers to faulty controllers, she collects all the “originals” everyone else looks down on. Everyone assumes she has a mysterious white warehouse hidden somewhere behind her. It isn’t until the same batch of crystal cores starts vibrating all at once inside her space that she realizes duplication has brought her more than just freedom from supply worries.
The angle is relatively new
AI novels exit the market
Although there is a bit of a logical loophole, why do you talk about space without even touching it? Could it be that they are all serious fans of Internet literature? Let's see how it comes back to normal later.