It would take more than the time of one song to perform the whole show and move all these supplies.

So Pan Han played songs such as "As Wish", "One Hundred Years of Solitude", "A Woman Easily Hurt", "Fatal Fury", and "Ten Years" for Cheng Xiao in succession.

These songs were completely different from the styles of the other world. Cheng Xiao was mesmerized by them. Pan Han just stared at Cheng Xiao quietly. The two of them seemed to have forgotten time, forgotten the end of the world, and forgotten about survival.

Who would have thought that a few days ago, I was still a heartbroken loser, and now, in the early morning of the apocalypse, I am listening to music with a beautiful woman. Pan Han felt a surge of emotion in his heart.

After about ten songs, Pan Han paused the playback.

Cheng Xiao took off her headphones and asked, "Are you done?"

"Well, take off the blindfold." Pan Han didn't want to end this scene, but a moment of peace was already a luxury enough.

Cheng Xiao took off the blindfold and turned to look at the cargo box behind.

The truck bed was filled with supplies.

"Hiss!" Cheng Xiao gasped.

"Did you find all these?" Cheng Xiao asked.

"What else?"

"How do you have so many supplies?" Cheng Xiao, who has always been indifferent, can't help but get excited and show her joy on her face.

"The hermit has his own clever plan," Pan Han said jokingly.

Cheng Xiao ignored him and quickly got out of the car and went to the cargo box. She opened a carton and found luncheon meat. She opened another carton and found compressed biscuits. She opened another carton and found self-heating rice.

Oh my God! You are not Mr. Pan, you should be my father! Cheng Xiao was shocked!