Quick Transmigration Hoarding: My Selfishness Leads to a Killing Frenzy

When we were almost at the A City base, we put some supplies on the vehicle and each person took ten kilograms of food before we left.

The base uses a points card system. A two-bedroom apartment costs 200 points, while a one-bedroom apartment costs 100 points per month. I exchanged supplies for 2000 points, paid half a year's rent, and bought 200 points worth of utilities. I still have 600 points left.

Hmm~ The room is empty except for the bed and table, but thankfully there's water and electricity. Let's move the bed and wardrobe out, then move a sofa out too, and we'll tidy it up slowly. Let Shen Nianzhi do it; she can't do any of it.

Tuanzi is now the size of a small plush pillow, so cuddly and chubby. The only downside is that she poops a lot, so don't hold her close, just put her on the ground and pet her.

"Shen Nianzhi, are you going to go out and collect scraps to support me?"

"Huh? Sister, why would I collect trash?"

"Because we need to earn points, otherwise we won't have any income. You need to learn how to drive first, and then you can go and earn money to support me."

“Okay, I’ll take care of you.” Shen Nianzhi’s eyes sparkled as she said this.

Qingmo: Why is he so happy? He earns so little, who can he support? What a fuss.

Tuanzi: Hmph hmph, can't afford to raise a bear, crunch crunch crunch, breaking bamboo shoots.

It's too hot, so Qingmo made a few temperature-regulating clothes for Shen Nianzhi. Don't worry about how nice they are, as long as they can be worn, it's fine. Anyway, they won't be hot in them, otherwise he'll get heatstroke if he goes out to collect scraps.

They taught Shen Nianzhi how to drive, then sent him out, giving him a gun to protect himself. He still died; you could only say he was unlucky.

As the weather gets hotter, the water in the house has been shut off, and the water level outside is decreasing, which doesn't affect Qingmo much. She can enter the space and just needs to put a bucket of water in it for Shen Nianzhi to take a bath.

It was nothing short of extravagant; while everyone else was dying of thirst, she used it for bathing.

Qingmo: What, are you going to drink my bathwater? Pshaw.

A month later, the base announced that an earthquake was imminent, and everyone needed to go outside the base and stay for a few days.

Qingmo packed up all her belongings from the house, took a two-person tent, and followed the group. It must have been a hint from the female lead. Sure enough, the female lead is always there to save the world.

The base also set up huge tents for people living outside, so at night everyone slept together. Those who had their own tents or didn't want to stay in one could make their own arrangements.

On the third night, Qingmo felt an earthquake and pulled Shen Nianzhi to run outside. Fortunately, City A was not in the epicenter and the earthquake was not serious, otherwise the female lead would not have come.

I stayed outside for another two days until the aftershocks completely stopped, then I returned to the base.

The base itself is mostly fine, except for some minor cracks in the walls of the houses. It's not a serious problem; they're not dangerous buildings and are still habitable.

Sandstorms, eternal nights, and acid rain all took center stage in the days that followed. Seven years passed, and the apocalypse was not over; humanity simply adapted to this way of life.

Nature has always been like this: survival of the fittest. Only one in ten humans survived, and life did not improve. One disaster after another followed.

Qingmo often wanders around the base. In other people's eyes, she is a caged canary. She never works and stays at home. She is still fair-skinned and radiant. Those who have designs on her all die mysteriously in the end.

The male and female protagonists also rose to high-ranking positions at the base, and Qingmo often saw her busy.

On several occasions, large quantities of supplies were left at the entrance of the base.

The female lead doesn't want to expose her personal space, but she also wants to try her best to make things easier for everyone. There's nothing wrong with the female lead; we all like kind people.

But Qingmo wasn't a kind person. If life was this hard, dying wouldn't matter. She actually wanted to die sooner rather than later. Help! She still had to endure at least 50 more years in this apocalypse.

At twenty, Shen Nianzhi's youthful innocence had faded, and his once delicate baby face had become more resolute, with sharp features. He was still cute when he smiled, but he had gained a masculine charm.

He's no longer that cute doll; he's become a man, transformed from a puppy into a rough, tough guy.

I just... stopped loving you, stopped loving you, the feelings have faded.

Shen Nianzhi: Who is a good person? They work outside every day, and you expect them to earn money to support you, and you also expect them to be beautiful? Is that even human?

Now that the dumpling is out, it's a big little ball of a ball. It wobbles and falls over, rolling around a few times. We only let it out occasionally to pet it, and it usually stays in the space.

It's too big. The main problem is that the bigger a panda is, the more it eats. It eats all day long, and it poops at the same time. The panda owner says he can't stand it anymore. He can't possibly finish shoveling all the poop.

After being together for a long time, you really do get tired of each other. Shen Nianzhi is the boy she raised. She only raised him because he was good-looking. Now, looking at him, he is very handsome, but she has no desire for him anymore.

Maybe we're too familiar with each other, or maybe we're just used to it, but I don't even have the urge to make a move anymore.

When Qingmo turned eighteen, Shen Nianzhi saw that she still had no interest in him. Gradually, Shen Nianzhi changed.

Although he was still just as good to Qingmo, Qingmo could smell someone else on him.

Shen Nianzhi was still a gentle puppy in front of her, but Qingmo knew he was dirty.

Sure enough, no one stays the same forever. Perhaps because she had been a useless little thing for the past seven years, Shen Nianzhi thought she was too old to wield a knife anymore, and that life had worn down her sharp edges.

She didn't ask him why; it didn't matter.

She could do without it, but only if she threw it away first. How could Shen Nianzhi possibly think that she would let a man who knew her secret and betrayed her live?

Couldn't he have imagined it? He could have, but people's hearts are always fickle. When Qingmo's sword slit Shen Nianzhi's throat, disbelief filled his eyes.

What was so unbelievable? It was unbelievable that after seven years of companionship, she could so easily abandon him, without even listening to a single excuse from him.

Ha, does Shen Nianzhi like her? Yes, he does. People admire strength, and he started to like Qingmo's strength and ability to protect him.

As time went on, he gradually became stronger, and he came to like gentle, considerate, and understanding women. He liked her, but he liked her even more for her to depend on him.

When he feels that Qingmo can't do it, he will feel that other women can give him a greater sense of accomplishment.

Waiting for leisure to change but the old people's mind, but the old people's mind is easy to change.

No one can touch her person, who is still alive.

She easily found the woman by sensing Shen Nianzhi's aura using a secret method. Too lazy to look any further, she decided to send them together to become a pair of lovers in the underworld.

Seven years. Wasn't she heartbroken? The boy she raised, her sister, wake up, if this one doesn't work, move on to the next.

You spend money to support a gigolo, and you even develop feelings for him? Seven years, the fun and entertainment he provides, and how he keeps you entertained—that's already fulfilled his purpose.

She can support one Shen Nianzhi with money, and she can support another Wang Nianzhi; there's no difference.

Feelings are the cheapest thing in the world.

Life goes on as usual, so I'll continue lying around and having fun.

This person, Qingmo, lived to be sixty-six years old. He just kept working himself to death, staying up all night every day and partying all the time.

Even after her death, the apocalypse did not end; it simply ushered in a new era. Humanity adapted to the apocalypse and began a new civilization.

"Ding, congratulations on completing the mission. We will take you away from this world immediately."

"Ding, area score settled: 1000, balance: 2120"

After each mission, I would go to my spatial cultivation space to train. After training, I would come out and feel that my cultivation level had improved, which gave me even more motivation to work.

His cultivation has reached the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm, which is not bad.

"Xiao Wu, let's start the next task."