The Socially Anxious Young Master Takes His Little Ones into the Apocalypse

The apocalypse arrived without warning.

Electricity vanished overnight.

Water began to disappear and dwindle, and crops became extremely difficult to grow.

Society quickly collapsed. Qi Mo, the young master of the Qi family, died.

His husband didn't care whether he lived or died, flirting with his white-moonlight cousin. Qi Mo fled with the ex-boyfriend he had always longed for and the man's family.

As a result, seven months into the apocalypse, with ammunition gone, food exhausted, and a severe drought underway, his two-year-old child and the baby in his belly were turned into rations by those heartless people.

Reborn, Qi Mo discovered that he had brought his pocket dimension back with him and let out a triumphant shout.

This time, I'm going to stockpile, stockpile, stockpile all the supplies I can.

The young master Qi Mo, with his nine-month-old baby and the little sprout in his belly, stockpiled food, water, and supplies.

This time, he shook off his vicious ex-boyfriend and the man's vicious family, then pushed a stroller and sneaked all the way to the man's hometown, Huo Family Village.

With no electricity and no cars, the man probably wouldn't expect him to run off to this little village.

Huo Liangzhou: My little wife ran off with our son, and she's carrying two little sprouts in her belly. She's such a handful. Leave her alone for three days and she'll be climbing onto the roof.

Find her. Turn the whole country upside down if you have to. Find her.

A hundred tons of food as a reward. Condition: the young master must be unharmed. The baby is an accident and isn't worth even a pound of food.

Hidden away in Huo Family Village, the young master is happily raising chickens and growing vegetables with the baby and the little sprouts.

He has no idea that the outside world has been turned upside down because of him.

Coming soon: Survival in the Wasteland with My Baby. If you're interested, please add it to your collection.

Tang Wanzhou had survived in the apocalypse for over a decade and built one of the top three mercenary teams in a major base.

Then, for a level-nine space-type crystal core, the team members he trusted most betrayed him.

Tang Wanzhou had saved each of those team members, one by one.

And this was how they repaid him for saving their lives.

A light appeared before his eyes. His head throbbed terribly. I didn't die? A baby was wailing loudly beside him.

A sharp pain stabbed through his mind as a flood of memories surged in. Before Tang Wanzhou could process them, he rolled over, snatched the cleaver from the other person's hand, and killed the thug trying to steal the baby.

After killing the thug, Tang Wanzhou began to process the memories. The original owner looked exactly like him and had the same name.

The only difference was that the original owner had actually given birth to a child.

A man giving birth? You've got to be kidding.

But the moment Tang Wanzhou picked up the baby, he saw a hint of deep blue in the child's eyes. No way... did you reincarnate as my son?

That was his boyfriend, the one he'd just confessed to. They hadn't even gotten together before the apocalypse began.

They had barely managed to survive and reach a survivor base when his boyfriend was bitten by a zombie protecting him. They were separated forever.

So you've come back to make me repay you?

Qin Jue, the baby's father, gripped the young man's chin, his gaze dangerous. "Tell me, who are you trying to repay?"

Tang Wanzhou chuckled inwardly, frantically complaining: You were sleeping with someone else behind my back, and you have the nerve to blame me...

A playful, cool-looking bottom with a million thoughts in his head VS a truly cold and ruthless top who'd rather act than speak

Theme: Hard work brings prosperity.