NanChen_666
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- Parts 11
Reborn one month before the apocalypse, I smiled.
The humiliation of freezing, starving, and becoming another's meal in my past life was carved into my bones.
This time, armed with foresight and a system, I vowed to turn the world upside down.
Stockpiling? An impenetrable fortress? Just the appetizer.
The three women whose kindness was my only light - this time, I would shield them, and let them witness my enemies' downfall.
While Wang Biao and his ilk gnawed bark in frozen hovels, my sanctuary pulsed with warmth, rich with the aroma of hotpot.
"Jiang Chen! Open up! Give us food!" The pleas of my enemies echoed outside.
Holding my beloved close, I watched the monitors, a cold smirk on my lips. "Wang Biao, did you think of today while you were chewing my bones?"