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I'm Hoarding for the Apocalypse

In the second year of the apocalypse, Du Yue died alone, killed by apathy and exposure to extreme weather. Somehow, she opened her eyes to find herself not only alive, but also back when it was three months before the apocalypse. Despite the surprise, she thought about the upcoming disasters and upheavals. First, it was the fog that carried a virus that stayed for a month. Then, global temperatures rose to over 120 degrees, evaporating most of the world's water and melting all the icebergs. After that were level-10 earthquakes, cyclones, tsunamis, permanent eclipse, and avid rain... and that was not all, because after global warming, came global freezing. As temperatures dropped to below negative fifty, the savagery humans displayed was far worse than any imagined horrors like zombies! Knowing what was coming, Du Yue sold off her family property and used the pocket dimension her mother left her to hoard as many resources as possible, so that she could survive the apocalypse. Meat? Grain? Oil? Spices? Weather gear? She bought everything! Steaks, French fries, spaghetti, and canned food must all be stocked up! To He Xing, the male lead, she was a god and the key to surviving the apocalypse! Having thought of the apocalypse, Du Yue sold off her family property and used the pocket dimension her mother left her to hoard as many resources as possible, so that she could survive the apocalypse. Meat? Grain? Oil? Spices? Weather gear? She bought everything! Steaks, french fries, spaghetti and canned food must all be stocked up! To He Xing, the male lead, she is a god and the key to surviving the apocalypse!

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Leave This Kind of Thing to Me in the Future

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

After the liangpi was done, Du Yue began to busy herself with making cold noodles. The noodles were ready-made, and she just had to add some side dishes and soup after cooking. The cold soup had been prepared beforehand. In addition to the ordinary ingredients of dumplings and water, Du Yue also added some cold sprite. Du Yue felt a sense of satisfaction after she put more than 10 portions of cold noodles into her interspace.

The space was like her inner world now. The more supplies she stored in it, the more she felt at ease and satisfied. Therefore, in the past six months, although there was no way to cook in the apartment, Du Yue did not just sit there and do nothing. She would prepare some flour-based foods every day.