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

A suffocating tension permeated the streets. Fan Mengmeng gripped the iron rod tightly, her palms sweating. Uncle Li walked ahead, scanning the surroundings warily and glancing back at her from time to time. "Hold on, girl," he whispered, a subtle hint of worry in his tone.

Arriving near the supermarket, they were stunned by the scene. A larger crowd than before had gathered at the entrance, surging like a tide, shouting and cursing. Some fought fiercely for shopping carts, while others were crushed to the ground, groaning in pain. The air was filled with panic and despair.

"So many people..." Fan Mengmeng muttered to herself, feeling a sense of powerlessness. She had originally thought she had stockpiled enough supplies, but now it seemed that in such a chaotic situation, these few things were nothing.

"Don't be afraid, girl, I'm here." Uncle Li patted her shoulder with a firm tone, but Fan Mengmeng could still sense the worry in his eyes. After all, they were just two ordinary people. What could they do in the face of such a crazy crowd?

The supermarket owner, Mr. Zhang, stood at the door with a smug smile on his face, directing his employee, Xiao Wang, to maintain order. Xiao Wang, looking pale, cringed behind Mr. Zhang, occasionally peeking at the frantic crowd around him, his eyes filled with fear.

"Everyone, line up! Anyone cutting in line won't get in!" Boss Zhang shouted at the top of his lungs, a hint of pride in his tone. He watched the chaotic scene unfold with a smug delight. Prices were soaring, and the value of his stockpiled goods had doubled. He was going to make a fortune.

Aunt Zhao squeezed into the crowd, her sharp voice particularly piercing. "Hey, isn't this the girl from the Fan family? What? You're here to steal things too? With your tiny body, who can you possibly snatch from?" The people around her burst into laughter. Fan Mengmeng felt her face burning, and she felt even more uneasy.

Uncle Li stood in front of Fan Mengmeng and glared at Aunt Zhao, "Stop talking!"

Aunt Zhao curled her lips, snorted disdainfully, turned around and continued to squeeze forward.

Fan Mengmeng took a deep breath and tried to calm herself. She looked around, her eyes settling on a pile of inconspicuous cardboard boxes in the corner of the supermarket... "Uncle Li..." She tugged at the corner of Uncle Li's clothes.

"Uncle Li, look over there..." Fan Mengmeng said in a low voice, pointing to the corner of the supermarket. Uncle Li followed her gaze and saw a pile of gray cardboard boxes piled there, unremarkable. "What's that?" he asked in confusion. Fan Mengmeng smiled mysteriously, "A secret."

Fan Mengmeng activated her ability to see through the past and present. Within her field of vision, those unassuming cardboard boxes emanated a faint golden glow. She knew they were high-energy compressed foods, an invaluable commodity in the early days of the apocalypse. She secretly rejoiced, as if she had seen a glimmer of hope.

Just as Fan Mengmeng was about to pull Uncle Li to move the compressed food, a bloated woman suddenly rushed over and grabbed the cart that Fan Mengmeng had set her eyes on. "Hey, I like this cart! Little girl, go find another one over there!" The woman said in a rude tone, tugging at the cart.

Fan Mengmeng was stunned for a moment, then she tightly grasped the handle of the cart, "Auntie, I saw this cart first!"

"Whatever you see first is yours? Everything in this supermarket belongs to everyone! Whoever grabs it first gets it!" The old lady glared at Fan Mengmeng and spit in her face. Seeing this, the people around gathered around and pointed.

"Isn't this aunt too unreasonable?"

"That's right, the little girl came first!"

"The end of the world has come, and people's hearts have changed..."

The surrounding chatter made the old lady even more arrogant, "Shut up! I want this car!" She pulled hard, and Fan Mengmeng stumbled and almost fell. Uncle Li quickly supported her, "Girl, are you okay?"

Fan Mengmeng gritted her teeth, anger rising in her heart. She took a deep breath, a sly glint in her eyes. "Auntie, are you sure you want this car?"

Fan Mengmeng smiled mysteriously and pointed to the mineral water piled on the other side of the cart. "Auntie, look, it looks like they're almost sold out!" Aunt Zhao's attention was diverted. She looked at the mineral water with envy, then glanced at the cart in her hand, as if weighing her options. Fan Mengmeng took the opportunity to release her hand and said, "Auntie, I'll get you a few bottles!" Before Aunt Zhao could react, Fan Mengmeng had already pushed the cart, nimbly circling the crowd and running towards the corner of the supermarket.

"Hey! You little girl! How dare you play tricks on me!" Aunt Zhao reacted and stamped her feet in anger. She wanted to chase after her, but the crowded crowd blocked her way. She could only watch Fan Mengmeng run away. The people around saw this scene, some laughed, some shook their heads, and they all thought this little girl was quite clever.

Unlike the others, who were frantically grabbing popular items like instant noodles and canned food, Fan Mengmeng headed straight for a pile of unassuming cardboard boxes in the corner. Seeing this, everyone was even more convinced that this little girl was a fool, leaving the good stuff behind to pick up trash. Only Grandpa Li quietly followed Fan Mengmeng, knowing that this girl must have her own agenda.

Fan Mengmeng approached the cardboard boxes and quickly loaded the high-energy compressed food inside onto a small cart. These unassuming gray packages held enough energy to sustain a person for days. In the early days of the apocalypse, their value far surpassed that of ordinary food. She secretly rejoiced, feeling a bounty of good fortune.

"Uncle Li, come help!" Fan Mengmeng called to Uncle Li, and together they loaded all the compressed foods onto the cart. Just as they were about to leave, a shrill scream suddenly rang out from inside the supermarket, followed by the terrified shouts of the crowd and the sound of chaotic footsteps.

Fan Mengmeng and Uncle Li exchanged glances, each seeing unease in the other's eyes. An inexplicable sense of dread enveloped the entire supermarket. "What happened?" Uncle Li asked in a low voice. Fan Mengmeng shook her head, her face solemn.

Suddenly, a woman with disheveled hair and a pale face rushed out from behind the shelves. Her eyes were empty and she let out an indistinct roar as she lunged towards the crowd… Her movements were strange and twisted, unlike those of a normal person… Uncle Li grabbed Fan Mengmeng’s hand and growled, “Hurry up!”