She Spends Big in the Apocalypse

Cheng Lanyi picked up a man. A handsome man. In the apocalypse, people are worth no more than grass, and lives are as tiny as dust. She kept him by her side and spent money to survive. She always thought his combat skills were embarrassingly weak, until zombies surrounded the city and the man took her hand and kicked a zombie's head apart. "Don't look, Lanyi." A large hand covered her eyes. The man had a wonderfully fresh, clean scent, like a clear stream flowing in early spring. He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Let me take care of you instead." A "hamster" who loves stockpiling supplies x a powerful man hiding his true abilities Daily updates start August 25. Please add it to your collection if you like it. Please don't judge Jiuwu based on the characters' behavior. Freedom, democracy, and red scarves for everyone; we're all under the same sky. If you attack Jiuwu, I'll cry and make you all watch, sob! Preview: Her Gold Rush in the Dark, ID 3659341 Pei Zhuangcheng arrived in a new city. Everything about it was great, except that the night was so desolate there wasn't a single person or even a glimmer of light. After two days of silence, Pei Zhuangcheng finally pushed open her door in the dead of night. Her flashlight wavered as it illuminated a face. A deathly pale face. As she screamed, the owner of the pale face calmly walked forward, not forgetting to remind her, "The door's closing." Pei Zhuangcheng: "What door?" "The gold rush gate." * Pei Zhuangcheng was a little awkward when introducing herself. She stumbled over her words again and again before finally managing to say her surname. "My name is actually quite cultured." She swallowed and said tentatively, "Have you heard the line, 'Jade adorns the trees in spring'?" Song Zhan: "Are you Jade?" "No..." Pei Zhuangcheng covered her face. "I'm Adorns!" Song Zhan shot her a glance and silently walked ahead. Pei Zhuangcheng hurried after her. Then she noticed a line of words on the back of Song Zhan's clothes: Gold Seeker, Song Chunfeng. The Chunfeng in the line, "The spring breeze in February is like scissors." Theme: Finding hope in the darkness