"Ah...ah...ah..."

Lin Xuan collapsed onto the floor of the living room, sobbing and screaming in despair, venting her regrets and resentment from her previous life. Her painful echoes reverberated in the empty room.

She would scold Zhang Xiaoqi one minute, then scold herself the next, and then cry about her brother the following minute.

She clutched her head, kicked and rolled around, cursing and crying for a long time until her head throbbed with pain and buzzing, her eyes were so swollen she couldn't open them, and her throat burned. Only then did she finally collapse to the ground and calm down.

After lying down for a while, Lin Xuan finally managed to pull herself together. She got up from the ground, stumbled, and almost fell back down. She burst into tears, which drained the frail body she had been five years ago.

In her previous life, she lived under the protection of her mother and Xia Feng. Zhang Xiaoqi was right to say that she was a good-for-nothing. Without Xia Feng, even with her two powerful advantages—space and immunity to zombie attacks—she probably wouldn't have lived long.

She might be too timid to venture into the zombie horde early on to search for supplies. When advanced zombies appear a few years later, and some of them can find and attack her, she will stay in her spatial dimension and survive on the limited supplies there until she starves to death.

This ending is so frustrating to even think about. If she could do it all over again, she would stand up for herself and not be a burden to her brother anymore. She would become stronger so that her brother could rely on her.

Giving herself a pep talk, Lin Xuan silently went out and reappeared in the supermarket. The entire first floor was a warehouse supermarket with shelves stacked very high, probably more than ten meters high.

Because the supermarket has no windows and there is a global power outage, it is pitch black inside, with only a few dim rays of light shining through the gaps in the boards surrounding the first floor.

Lin Xuan turned on her phone's built-in flashlight, which could barely illuminate a small area in front of her. She was standing near the self-service checkout machine. There were only a few people lying around her, but as she walked further in, more people started to lie down.

The area near the cashier was the most crowded, mostly with elderly people. Their overturned shopping carts were filled with broken eggs and loose rice; there really was an egg giveaway today.

Lin Xuan decided to sweep everything out of this huge warehouse supermarket. As for where all this stuff would be stored, she wasn't worried. There was a warehouse under the small bungalow in the space, where time was frozen and the warehouse was infinitely large.

In her previous life, she hid in a space for a long time at the beginning of the apocalypse. By the time she was ready to come out, everyone who could run had run out of the supermarket, and everyone who couldn't run away had turned into zombies.

Goods were spilled all over the supermarket floor, and a lot of them were damaged and contaminated.

At the time, she was both scared and confused. She wasn't very familiar with using the space, so she carefully made her way through the zombie horde, grabbed some food and daily necessities, and quickly ran out of the supermarket.

When she finally mastered how to use the space and wanted to come back to collect supplies, she found that the supermarket was surrounded by layers upon layers of zombies, and she couldn't squeeze in at all. Later, she regretted it deeply.

How important are supplies in the later post-apocalyptic world? In the early stages of the apocalypse, the zombies were the lowest level Mud Race, which were easy to deal with. Plus, with her buff of being ignored by zombies, all those supplies were practically hers.

She woke up early again, so she had to make the most of the opportunity. This time, she was determined to stockpile plenty of supplies.

Lin Xuan carefully bypassed the person lying on the ground, and using the faint light of her phone, she felt her way to a huge shelf with various packaged snacks stacked to the top. She thought to herself, "Collect," and the entire shelf, which was more than ten meters high, was put into the underground warehouse of the space.

Lin Xuan was suddenly filled with a sense of pride, as if her 162cm height had instantly increased to over 2 meters. She was like a man possessed, stepping over the people lying on the ground and scanning the shelves one by one.

The snack section is filled with large packages of potato chips, biscuits, dried meat, dried fruit, boxes of small bread, egg rolls, wafers, local delicacies, imported snacks I've never seen before, and trendy snacks I've never tried before, filling several large shelves.

Further on, there were large boxes of milk, yogurt, various large cases of drinking water, beverages, coffee, beer, red wine, and bottled liquor...

The condiment section was filled with piles of salt, sugar, MSG, soy sauce, vinegar, chili sauce, seasoning packets, and soup packets.

The grain and oil shelves are filled with various kinds of rice, wheat flour, grains, beans, cooking oil, etc. in large cardboard boxes, enough for Lin Xuan and her brother to eat for decades.

Lin Xuan opened a bottle of lychee-flavored carbonated drink and gulped down half of it in one go. Tears welled up in her eyes instantly. She missed the artificial flavoring so much. Three years after the apocalypse, it was hard to find drinks and snacks like this anymore.

Because all the plants have mutated, the only safe food options are grains, vegetables, and some less mutated, non-toxic plants grown from pre-apocalyptic seeds in uncontaminated soil, thanks to the wood-type ability.

The products generated by superhumans are rare and precious, reserved for the privileged class.

Ordinary people can only eat dry food made from buckwheat, which is grown on a large scale in polluted land thanks to improved seeds from the Agricultural Science Institute of City A.

This kind of dry food tastes quite delicious, but even so, it's not enough to fill everyone's stomach.

Lin Xuan ate a lot of buckwheat rations in the apocalypse. The apocalypse cured many of Lin Xuan's fussy habits, such as needing to eat bagels in the morning, being a picky eater, needing to wear cotton clothes, not liking to move when the weather was too hot or too cold, and being grumpy when she woke up.

In a world overrun by zombies, where plants and animals mutate, food is scarce, and the climate changes drastically from time to time, Lin Xuan's numerous ailments related to poverty miraculously healed themselves in an instant. Her deceased mother, Ms. Ye, would surely be at peace in heaven if she knew this.

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