Countdown to Doomsday: My Space Is Hoarding One Billion Items

In the third year of the apocalypse, Lin Wanxing was pushed into the zombie swarm by her most trusted teammate. In the excruciating pain, she looked at the supplies that once belonged to her in the base in the distance, and regret gnawed at her bones. If she could do it all over again, she would never trust others again, and she would firmly hold the capital of survival in her hands! When I opened my eyes again, the calendar stopped at three months before the zombie outbreak. The familiar rental house, the same streets, and the only 50,000 yuan left in the bank card. This time, Lin Wanxing's eyes were filled with only coldness and determination. Selling non-essential assets and leveraging all her connections, she took over 100,000 square meters of abandoned warehouses on the outskirts of the city at an astonishing speed, stuffing every corner with everything from rice, flour, oil and salt to weapons and medicines, from solar panels to water purification equipment, and even seeds, pet food, and winter quilts. Others laughed at her for being unreasonable, but she knew that in three months, this place would be the only safe fortress in the apocalypse. When the bloody red moon rose and zombies roared across the city, Lin Wanxing stood in the impregnable warehouse, looking out the window at the hell on earth, and slowly tightened the fire ax in his hand. Stocking up is just the beginning. In this apocalyptic world where people cannibalize people, she not only has to survive, but she also has to live better than anyone else!