I Deliver Time-and-Space Packages in the Apocalypse

Completed full-dive cultivation game novel, I Survive by Scavenging Trash Chu Weiqi serialized a rambling test story on the novel site where he worked part-time. After he stopped updating for a week, a reader unexpectedly left a comment urging him to continue. [The author abandoned the story again: Big, did you transmigrate? Why haven't you updated?] After a week without updates, Chu Weiqi closed the page uneasily. Looking at the ruined buildings around him and the zombies howling beyond the rubble, Chu Weiqi clutched his computer and bitterly regretted everything. It was just one missed update! He'd actually transmigrated, and into a world a hundred years in the future, where zombies ran rampant and supplies were scarce! He never expected that the shabby little website where he worked would still be accessible, so Chu Weiqi began filling in the story a hundred years later, heartsick with regret. One morning, as he wrote, the protagonist ate the soy milk and fried dough sticks Chu Weiqi had bought, and packaged soy milk and fried dough sticks appeared in front of him. At noon, the protagonist ate the bread and canned food Chu Weiqi had stocked up on, and bread and canned food appeared in front of him again. Chu Weiqi was ecstatic. He had awakened a spatial-temporal ability that let him transfer supplies between the prosperous world of a century ago and the supply-starved apocalypse! So without a second thought, Chu Weiqi turned himself over to the state. Expand our sources, stockpile food, and strengthen the nation with high-tech innovation. Supplies from a hundred years ago poured in, while weapons and technology from a hundred years in the future flowed back. Later, large quantities of food and medicine that had expired a hundred years ago circulated among the apocalypse's major bases. Well, they seemed edible enough. A technological boom swept through the motherland a century ago. Laser weapons were upgraded again and again, controlled nuclear fusion advanced repeatedly, and the strongest shelters in the world were built for their compatriots a hundred years in the future. Through wind and rain, we stand together, accompanying you across a hundred years. Xie Zhige led his team in pursuit of zombies, hunting them down. By chance, he rescued a pretty young man carrying a huge stockpile of supplies. The young man even offered to share them with him without a hint of wariness. Someone was actually willing to give him uncontaminated food for free? Xie Zhige patted Chu Weiqi's head, smiling like a fox up to no good. "The supplies are mine, and I'll be your bodyguard around the clock." Later, Xie Zhige held Chu Weiqi in his arms and coaxed him softly. "Everything I have belongs to you. Will you be my boyfriend?" One-on-one, happy ending, devoted to each other in body and soul. Socially anxious beauty bottom x handsome, roguish heartthrob top #After Turning Myself In, I Became the Apocalypse's Time-Space Courier# Copyright Notice: Original work by Muye Wenge, exclusively published on Jinjiang Literature City. Reposting, pirating, and feeding it to AI are prohibited. Coming soon: The Heavenly Court's Nursery, #The Days I Ruled the Heavenly Court's Nursery# Ao Ye transmigrated, only to become a dragon egg in the East Sea Dragon Palace. His grandfather, the Dragon King of the East Sea, personally helped him hatch and brought him into the world. Don't ask why he didn't inherit the old dragon family's style of naming children after the ten heavenly stems and twelve earthly branches. He'd vehemently refused. One day, the Dragon King of the East Sea said to him solemnly, "My grandson has grown up. It's time for you to attend nursery school in the Heavenly Court." Ao Ye cupped his face and sighed. "Isn't this really just sending me there as a hostage?" After all, the dragon clan occupied the seas, far from the emperor's reach. It was only natural for them to be viewed with suspicion. So Ao Ye successfully enrolled in the Heavenly Court's Nursery and became classmates with hundreds of young children. He spent his days gathering little followers, listening to gossip, and expanding the dragon clan's merchandise sales channels, keeping himself wonderfully busy. Ao Ye's ears twitched. Someone was gossiping about him again. Oh, it was his chemistry teacher, the Perfected Taiyi. Perfected Taiyi: Does the Matchmaker know whose child that little dragon from the East Sea is? Matchmaker: Of course. He's the Dragon King's grandson. Perfected Taiyi: I mean, who gave birth to him? How can he breathe Samadhi True Fire? The Matchmaker counted on his fingers, then quickly shook his head. No idea, no idea. Ao Ye scratched his head. Back inside his egg, he vaguely remembered that he was his father's biological child. Ao Ye, undefeated in the nursery, had a recent problem: there was an obnoxious crow in the nursery who wasn't afraid of his Samadhi True Fire. Tsk, tsk. But he had a secret too. He was a dragon, and he could spray water! Fire-breathing little dragon x reincarnating Golden Crow Theme: Through wind and rain, we stand together, accompanying you across a hundred years.