Apocalypse: Face-Slapping? No, No! I'm Stockpiling Supplies

Fang Xiyue, a fair-skinned and beautiful college student.

She unexpectedly bound with a sign-in system and learned that the apocalypse was imminent.

As long as she could 'smack the ...

Chapter 59 I still have to beat you up!

The others were a little frustrated. Why hadn't they thought of adopting Fang Xiyue as their god-sister?

Well, Zhou Dazhuang beat him to it. Who knows how long he'll be smug about it?

Fang Xiyue felt no offense at all, because she sensed no malice, only sincerity.

[Host, you have excellent taste! Da Zhuang has been incredibly kind this week; his goodwill towards you has reached 100%.]

The system couldn't help but speak up.

[Fang Xiyue: Of course! Don't you know who my host is? I definitely have good taste, just like you.]

Fang Xiyue couldn't help but joke with the system.

【Oh, really, no, host, you always speak the absolute truth, it makes me feel a little embarrassed.】

Haha, so cute!

"Brother, I'm going back now. I'll bring you food later, as a celebration of our first day as siblings."

They didn't finish work until 8 pm, so they definitely wouldn't eat dinner that night.

With limited supplies, they certainly won't be able to eat three meals a day.

Even if I eat, I won't be full; I just need to stay alive.

"Okay, bro, I'll be waiting for your delicious food."

Zhou Dazhuang acted completely naturally, as if Fang Xiyue were his own sister.

Fang Xiyue didn't think Zhou Dazhuang's behavior was bad at all; on the contrary, she felt very comfortable.

"Zhou Dazhuang, you're shameless! You even had Xiyue bring you food."

Chu Lin watched as Zhou Dazhuang jokingly mocked him.

"I know you're envious, but I'm not angry. Say whatever you want, hehe. Who told me I have a girl and you don't? You only have a stinky little brother."

Zhou Dazhuang's tone was extremely 'infuriating'.

Chu Lin couldn't help but punch him, but Zhou Dazhuang nimbly dodged it.

The four of them were talking as if no one else was around, which infuriated Zhao Tianming, who was lying on the ground groaning.

He secretly vowed in his heart that he would definitely avenge this grudge.

He wanted to make the two soldiers who had hit him pay the price.

Fang Xiyue didn't care what oaths he made; he was just a clown.

"Is there anything you don't eat?"

Let me know in advance, so you won't dislike the food I bring.

Fang Xiyue took out a small notebook to write it down.