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Zombies, cold waves, floods, earthquakes, acid rain, tsunamis, extreme cold, high temperatures, land pollution, seven days of darkness... Since the year 2563, humanity had endured such apocalyptic crises for a full ten years.
In those ten years, plants mutated, animals mutated, the food that once fed humans became toxic, and the lands that could once grow plants were now polluted. The living space for humans was increasingly compressed.
And at this critical moment, a five-story supermarket suddenly appeared.
Here, one could buy piping hot oden, tasty instant noodles, and sweet White Rabbit Creamy Candies...
Countless Superpower Users greedily wanted to take the supermarket for themselves.
And then...
They were all kicked flying by Su Yinhe with one kick.
Su Yinhe spread her hands, "I didn't bring the Infinite Supermarket here to be robbed; I came to make money."
A Superpower User who felt like he struck gold after buying a box of instant noodles: "Miss Su is beautiful and kind-hearted, to only charge me ten gold bars for such a huge box of instant noodles."
A female Superpower User who hadn't tasted sugar in ten years, with tears streaming down as she savored the candy: "Such sweet sugar, and it only costs one gold bar. Miss Su truly is a great person."
A Superpower User who ate the supermarket's oden and then didn't want to leave: "I'm twenty-five this year, 188, Gold Element superpower..."
Su Yinhe, only wanting to make money while holding a pile of gold bars: "Keep it low-key, low-key."

Apocalypse: I have a supermarket stocked with supplies

They devoured the melon seeds with visible delight.


Their cheering was strategic; they supported whoever was losing at the moment, hoping for an even bigger commotion.


Lin Murong fought like two people, attacking while spewing a barrage of words like rapid-fire.


Su Yinhe watched him until he felt thirsty on Murong's behalf.


Despite all the trash talk, Murong's actions weren't slow in the least.


In the end, it was a draw with both sides hurting.


He chased the others away with a striking pose, looking cool for all of three seconds before he was holding his head and cursing.


"Lin Muxue actually pulled my hair, wuuu... My poor hair, already so sparse, what if I go bald..."


Even Su Yinhe had to admire his resilience.


Lin Murong had many wounds on his face and body, especially his face, which Muxue had clawed, leaving seven or eight red marks.


Cooling down