End of the World Crisis, My Husband is from Ancient Times

Fan Mengmeng sat awake all night, restless and anxious until dawn. She drew back the curtains, and the neighborhood was filled with a tense atmosphere. Unlike the usual morning bustle, today was remarkably quiet, with only small groups of people gathered, whispering to each other, their faces etched with anxiety. A sense of impending doom and gloom enveloped the entire community. Fan Mengmeng's heart sank, and she knew she had to speed up her stockpiling.

She quickly ate some bread, put on her backpack, and headed for the supermarket again. However, what she saw shocked her. The supermarket entrance was packed with people, like a pot of boiling water, with noise and shouting rising and falling. The crowd pushed and shoved, scrambling to get in, as if the supermarket wasn't filled with goods but life-saving straws.

Fan Mengmeng struggled to squeeze into the supermarket, only to be met with even greater chaos. The shelves had been completely stripped bare, leaving packaging and food scraps scattered across the floor. The air was filled with panic and anxiety. A group of people were gathered around the last shelf, frantically grabbing the remaining supplies.

A burly man with a face full of flesh snatched the can from a trembling old man. The old man screamed and almost fell to the ground. Fan Mengmeng couldn't bear to watch and stepped forward to stop him: "You..."

The man turned his head abruptly and glared at her fiercely, his eyes as ferocious as a wild animal. Fan Mengmeng's heart trembled, and she subconsciously took a step back. Only then did she realize that in such a chaotic world, morality and law had lost their binding force, and the law of the jungle was the law of survival.

Supermarket owner Zhang stood behind the cashier, observing the entire situation with a cold gaze. His face showed no sympathy or pity, but rather a subtle smugness. Behind him, employee Xiao Wang, looking pale, huddled in a corner, seemingly frightened and helpless by the chaos before him.

At this time, several policemen rushed into the supermarket and tried to maintain order. The leading officer Liu shouted loudly: "Everyone calm down! Don't rush! We will ensure that everyone can get food!" However, his voice was quickly drowned out by the noise of the crowd.

In the crowd, Aunt Zhao's sarcastic voice was particularly harsh: "I told you, the world is going to change! You didn't believe it! Now look, everything has been snatched away! I think we are all going to starve to death!" Her words were like a spark, igniting the panic of the crowd, and the snatching became more intense.

Fan Mengmeng struggled through the chaotic crowd, trying to find some usable supplies. However, most of the shelves had been cleared, leaving only a few scattered items on the ground. Looking at the dwindling money in her wallet, she felt helpless.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in her ear: "It seems that you are in trouble too."

Fan Mengmeng sighed and rubbed her aching temple. The money in her wallet was only enough for a few bottles of water and a few loaves of bread, which wouldn't last long. She stood bewildered before the empty shelves, a deep sense of powerlessness washing over her. Was she really going to starve to death, as Aunt Zhao had said?

At that moment, Fan Mengmeng's gaze fell on the door of the supermarket warehouse. A strange feeling washed over her, as if a force was pulling her toward the door. Recalling her special ability, she tentatively placed her hand on the door, concentrating and imagining the scene inside the warehouse.

Instantly, the image of the warehouse interior emerged vividly in her mind. Boxes of instant noodles, mineral water, canned goods... piled high like mountains, forming a stark contrast to the empty shelves outside. Fan Mengmeng was startled. Could it be... that the supermarket owner had hidden all this?

She looked around and found no one was paying attention. The chaotic scene gave her an opportunity. Fan Mengmeng took a deep breath and quietly walked to an inconspicuous corner next to the warehouse door. Following the image that emerged in her mind, she found a hidden switch and pressed it lightly. With a soft "click", the warehouse door actually opened a crack!

Fan Mengmeng was overjoyed. She carefully slipped inside and quickly closed the door. The warehouse was dimly lit, and the air was filled with the aroma of food. She turned on the flashlight on her phone, illuminating the scene before her. Sure enough, the place was filled with all kinds of supplies, more than she had imagined!

Fan Mengmeng's heart raced with excitement. This amount of supplies would last her a long time! She quickly pulled several large bags from her backpack and began filling them. Instant noodles, canned food, mineral water, compressed biscuits... She selected each item, choosing foods with a long shelf life and high nutritional value.

The warehouse was huge, and Fan Mengmeng moved around like a hardworking little bee, tirelessly moving supplies. As she packed, she mentally calculated how long these things would last her. If she ate sparingly, it should last her a few months, right?

"What are you doing?!"

An angry voice suddenly rang out, frightening Fan Mengmeng so much that she almost dropped the can in her hand. She turned around abruptly, shining the flashlight on the visitor's face.

It was Boss Zhang! His face was filled with rage, his eyes blazing with fire, like an enraged bull. "You...you actually stole my things!" He pointed at Fan Mengmeng, his fingers trembling, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Fan Mengmeng's heart sank, knowing she'd been discovered. She forced herself to remain calm, turned the flashlight away, looked Boss Zhang in the eye, and said, "These things aren't yours. You hid them! You're deliberately raising the prices and taking advantage of the situation. That's the real deal..."

"Shut up!" Boss Zhang interrupted her rudely, "Thief! How dare you steal things! I'm going to call the police to arrest you!" As he said that, he took out his cell phone and prepared to make a call.

Fan Mengmeng looked at Boss Zhang's ferocious face, and anger rose in her heart. "You..."

"You're hoarding and taking advantage of the situation!" Fan Mengmeng glared back at him fearlessly. "People outside are starving to death, and you're hiding all these supplies. Do you have a clear conscience?"

Boss Zhang was sore by Fan Mengmeng's words that he became furious. He pointed at Fan Mengmeng's nose and cursed, "What do you know, you little girl? This is my stuff. I can do with it what I want! You stole my stuff, and that's breaking the law!"

"Breaking the law? Who is breaking the law?" A loud voice came from the warehouse door.

Fan Mengmeng and Boss Zhang turned around at the same time and saw Officer Liu standing at the door, followed by several policemen.

Officer Liu strode up to the two men and asked seriously, "What's going on?"

Boss Zhang immediately exaggerated and accused Fan Mengmeng of theft to Officer Liu, claiming to be the victim. Fan Mengmeng, not to be outdone, exposed Boss Zhang's hoarding and price-raising practices.

After listening to both sides' statements and taking a look at the mountains of supplies in the warehouse, Officer Liu had already formed a judgment. He turned to Boss Zhang and said sternly, "Boss Zhang, these are extraordinary times. What are your intentions in hoarding so much supplies? Do you realize that your actions have seriously disrupted market order?"

Boss Zhang's face turned pale, he stammered and was unable to speak. He knew he was in the wrong, but faced with huge profits, he still chose to take the risk.

Officer Liu turned to Fan Mengmeng again, and said in a more gentle tone, "Miss, although your behavior is somewhat inappropriate, considering the special circumstances, I can allow you to take some supplies, enough for you to live on for a while."

Upon hearing this, Fan Mengmeng felt a sense of relief. She gratefully thanked Officer Liu and began to pick out some necessary supplies. She chose only enough food and water to last her a month, along with some common medicines and daily necessities.

Boss Zhang watched Fan Mengmeng pack the supplies into bags, feeling distressed, but he didn't dare say anything. He knew he had failed this time. Not only did he fail to seize the opportunity to make a fortune, but he also lost some of the supplies.

After Fan Mengmeng packed up the supplies, she thanked Officer Liu again and left the warehouse. Leaving the supermarket, the chaos outside remained unabated, with people still scrambling for the few supplies available.

Fan Mengmeng clutched the supplies tightly in her arms and hurried home. She knew very well that these supplies were only temporary protection; she still needed to find a way to survive longer-term.

As the sun set, the streets became deserted, the dim light elongating Fan Mengmeng's figure. She turned into an alley and suddenly heard footsteps behind her. She glanced back warily, only to see several burly men staring at her with ill intent, their gaze fixed on the supplies in her hands.

Fan Mengmeng's heart tightened, and a sense of foreboding washed over her. She quickened her pace, trying to shake off the men behind her, but they also quickened their pace, following closely behind her.

"Little girl, it must be hard to carry so many things by yourself?" a man said sarcastically, with a hint of threat in his tone.

Fan Mengmeng ignored them and continued walking forward, but her palms began to sweat and her heart beat faster and faster.

"Don't be afraid, we just want to help you share the burden." Another man said, reaching out to grab the supplies in Fan Mengmeng's hands.

Fan Mengmeng dodged suddenly, glared at them, and said sternly: "What do you want to do?"

The men said nothing, but slowly gathered around, greedy smiles on their faces, like a pack of hungry wolves eyeing their prey...

"Hand over the things, and we won't hurt you."