“Okay, whatever you say you want to buy, Dad will buy it!” Mr. Zhang nodded, his voice hoarse beyond belief.
"The main concern is food. Food production is too low in the apocalypse, and most people are not getting enough to eat. There's also clothing. Summer clothes are manageable, but winters in the apocalypse are very cold, and our current clothes aren't thick enough. We also need medicine. In my previous life, my mother passed away because we didn't have enough medicine. And other necessities... Dad, be careful when you're preparing them, and don't let anyone find out."
"Well, I'll prepare two copies, one to be displayed openly and one to be hidden away. If we get caught, we'll just hand over the one that's out in the open." Mr. Zhang decided to prepare for both possibilities, just in case.
Zhang Chenjun's heart skipped a beat. Yes, if they were discovered, they would be finished.
“We’ll say we’re planning to open a supermarket, and we’ve prepared the goods in advance. If all else fails, like Dad said, we’ll hand over the publicly available supplies,” Zhang Chenjun said after thinking for a moment.
"Well, then I'll go and find a shop tomorrow. We have to make this a complete production." Mr. Zhang said, already having a plan in mind.
Zhang Chenjun nodded, but her mind was replaying things from her past life. She unconsciously muttered to herself, "Where did Xiao Fei get his food in his past life?"
He doesn't seem to be reborn, so it couldn't be the food he stored before the apocalypse. Then, after the apocalypse?
Moreover, I've never seen him go anywhere to get food; it's as if the food appeared out of thin air.
Yes, it appeared out of thin air!
Suddenly, Zhang Chenjun thought of the ring that Xiao Fei had hung around his neck with a fishing line, which he never took off and never let anyone touch!
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