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Blurb
Apocalypse + zombies + plane-hopping System + cultivation + revenge on scumbags + stockpiling supplies + wish fulfillment + a love-brained male lead
Zombies besiege the city, organisms mutate, and all order collapses. A band of bandits storms into her home, steals her food, and pushes her out the window!
As she plummets through the air, just as she's about to be devoured by zombies, a voice crackles wildly in her mind!
[Plane-hopping System pairing request!]
At first: "Pair with your own damn uncle!"
Later: "This is actually great!"
In the apocalypse, people are starving and food is scarce. Gold, silver, and jewels, once symbols of wealth, have become worthless as garbage, left by the roadside without a second glance.
But in other worlds, these treasures are still valuable. So she starts a cross-time trade business.
Her contacts across the planes all have their own tricks, and her life gets busier and more fulfilling. Every day, she works hard to trade for supplies, hoping to build a sturdy fortress and lie flat, eating and drinking to her heart's content.
Jewelry stores, shopping malls, museums; bandits, tycoons, base leaders. Nobody has a single complaint about her methods. Robbery... stockpiling supplies is what she's really good at.
As organisms continue to mutate, the city's usable supplies are picked clean. To get more cultivation resources, she sets out on the run several times...
At her most desperate on the run, she meets a man who loves playing the hero and a soft, adorable little fox.
The temperature suddenly changes, and the two decide to settle at a nearby base. Unexpectedly, they get dragged into an even deeper conspiracy.
After surviving several brushes with death and resolving every last headache, she decides to part ways. She's stocked enough supplies to last a lifetime and plans to settle down and live like a lazy house cat.
Who would have thought that the 190-centimeter-tall man with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and handsome features would come chasing after her again?
What, he's that generous master...
What, turns out so many people have spiritual roots...
Could cultivation be the best way to solve this disaster after all?
Theme: Do you really care?!
"Thirty kilograms... Three hundred and sixty kilograms a year..." There is only one window in a place of less than twenty square meters, but there is no better place to go now except here. Tian Yiluo said directly, "Rent two rooms for one year, four thousand kilograms of rice, do you want to do it?" ""Catch a big bug for the author~ I can't understand this math. How many years does the heroine rent for? Ten years?
Oh my god, I was also attracted to the flood-discharge update [sunglasses] and ended with flowers 🎆