Lu Chen was reborn.
In his previous life, heavy snow fell from the sky and the entire world froze over. He led forty-seven people into his shopping mall and held out for two years and three months. In the end, he was betrayed by those around him. Someone opened the door to the basement from the inside, and the mall fell. He escaped, only to freeze to death at a gas station three days later.
This time, he woke up thirty days before the apocalypse.
He gave all his employees time off, saying he planned to renovate the mall. Everyone thought he was crazy. Only he knew that in thirty days, the mall would be the last fortress for dozens of people.
Thousands of tons of rice, flour, and oil; two hundred tons of frozen meat; enough fuel to last three years. He turned the first-floor supermarket into a supply warehouse, stashed barrels of water beneath the second-floor children's playground, converted the third-floor cinema into living quarters, and reinforced the basement with three layers of steel plates.
He also did one more thing: he called a veteran. “Don't take any other jobs next month. Come work for me.” He texted Sister Liu from the cleaning staff: “Don't go out tomorrow. No matter what happens outside, stay in the mall.” He sent the head of security to patrol the perimeter, then secretly kept an eye on everyone.
The people who had stolen supplies in his previous life were still smiling. The traitors hadn't made their move yet. The man who had taken a bullet for him had never even met him.
And the man who had opened the basement door in his previous life was standing in the snow outside the mall, knife in hand, speaking to the security camera:
“Lu Chen, long time no see.”
He had stockpiled supplies, reinforced the fortress, and calculated every step.
The one thing he couldn't predict was the human heart.
