Best Apocalypse Stockpiling Space FL : I Established a Survivor Base

Best Apocalypse Stockpiling Space FL : I Established a Survivor Base

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Novel Rating: 10/10 #2 - reincarnation #1 - apocalypse #2 - drama #1 - survival Doomsday Stockpiling: I Established a Global Survivor Base Author: 裳鹿 Translator: Lhaozi In the future-torrential rains, earthquakes, tsunamis, extreme cold, global mutations... In the third year of the apocalypse, Su You was betrayed by her stepmother and died at the hands of those people in the mountaintop base. But unexpectedly, she was reborn. "Ding! You have awakened the Rebate System and the Survival Base. Please work hard to hoard supplies and collect resources to upgrade your base!" With two golden cheats in hand, Su You goes all out hoarding, hoarding, hoarding! Instant meals, clothes and shoes, medical supplies, transportation... Sitting on a mountain of resources, she calmly waits for the natural disasters to come. After the disasters arrive- The scheming stepmother: "Youyou, we're all family. You should share half your supplies with us." The boss who deliberately fired her: "Su You, give me some supplies. Once this passes, I'll give you an offer with a promotion and a raise." The cheating scumbag ex: "Youyou, I'm your boyfriend. Hand the supplies to me for safekeeping. I'll protect you well in the apocalypse." To all of them, Su You has only one word: "Scram!" When the apocalypse descends, Su You hugs her orange cat, feasting in a warm, spring-like home. But this rebirth-Su You won't just stop there. Warehouses of supermarkets, hospitals, food factories, clothing factories, pharmaceutical plants... Even experts from research institutes, skilled professionals, and factory workers- Su You gathers them all under her wing. Before she realizes it, she has already established the largest survivor base in the world.
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They said the world was ending, but it didn't start with fire or war. It began with a storm-just like any other. But this time, it didn't stop. The rain fell for days, then weeks, and then came the flood that drowned everything. When the sun finally broke through the clouds, people thought it was over. They thought it was hope. But that hope was a lie. The sun scorched the land. Insects bred in the rotting water. Plague spread like wildfire. Water became scarce, food even scarcer. They said Mother Earth was angry, and I believed them. I did everything to survive. Even if it meant relying on a filthy, twisted man for bread. He preyed on girls like me-young, desperate, orphaned. He fed us, clothed us, and in return, demanded we sell our bodies. He called it "the price of protection." Men came to us like vultures. They stripped away our innocence and left us hollow. And then, one winter night, starving people stormed our hideout. They came with knives and desperation. I threw myself in front of the youngest girl when one lunged to stab her. I took the blade meant for her. As my body went cold, I felt no fear. Just peace. Finally, I thought. This nightmare is over. But when I opened my eyes again... I was in my bed. Warm. Dry. Dressed in pajamas. It hadn't been a nightmare. It had been real. And now, it's happening all over again. But this time, I won't be weak. This time, I won't be used. This time... I'll survive. No matter the cost.

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