ScratchyKitty

A blizzard had raged for ten days, with temperatures plummeting to below minus fifty degrees Celsius.
Yet, that wasn’t the most terrifying part. The impending disasters of rat plague, extreme heat, drought, acid rain, tornadoes, and other severe weather conditions would follow one after another, each one a veritable hell on earth.
Gu Pan was reborn seven days before all these calamities began. At this time, her Space was still with her, her husband was still alive, and she needed to hoard resources like crazy.
Food, clothing, shelter, transportation, medicine, weapons, electricity, and all other essentials of life—she had to stockpile enough for the next lifetime.
What? The ‘friend’ who had betrayed them in the previous life was also reborn? And they had hoarded a warehouse full of supplies, even more than them? No more nonsense, just take it all into her Space.
After the apocalypse began, she and her husband kicked off a spree of zero-cost acquisition.
In this life, they would take revenge on their enemies and settle all scores. Those who had hurt them would be repaid double.

Snowstorm: I'm Super Rich in the Apocalypse

Old Master Lin's eyebrows could've trapped flies: "You're in your forties, why do you always want to rely on others? Now you actually want to lean on the younger generation, what are you thinking?"


Lin Ran showed no particular reaction to this. "Dad, isn't it because Yuan Jiang has the experience since he came out first?"


Old Master Lin heaved another sigh. "Lin Ran, the apocalypse has arrived. Isn't everyone struggling just for a bite to eat? Do you think it was easy for those two kids to find resources? And you want a piece of the action too? Do you know how long they go out every day? They don't find things because of experience, but on the strength of their legs, their perseverance. You guys whine after walking for three hours, but they go out before nightfall and only return at dawn. Do you even understand what everyone's doing in the apocalypse?"


Chapter 111 The Stupid Son