In a frigid apocalypse, I went on a shopping spree with the reborn.

"Heavenly spirits, earthly spirits, could you please give me some seeds...?"

Jiang Qingyue clicked on one person's name after another, quickly glanced at the items they had listed, and left immediately if she didn't find anything she needed.

I don't know if I was just unlucky this time, or if the guy who sold seeds last time had a bad business and switched to selling something else.

Or perhaps those who have the seeds think that in this terrible weather, no one can grow them, and no one will buy them even if they are put on the market, so they haven't put them on the market.

Jiang Qingyue's eyes were blurry from searching, and she couldn't remember how many people's stalls she had clicked on, not even seeing the fuzz of a seed.

Not only were there no seeds, but there was also no fertilizer.

"Am I going to go home empty-handed today?"

Jiang Qingyue was extremely upset. She had paid an entry fee of ten trading coins, and if she left empty-handed, she would suffer a huge loss.

While searching, a transaction request popped up.

Someone bought the diesel generator she listed for 50 trading coins.

"So little?"

Jiang Qingyue chose to refuse the deal.

She had already calculated it when she took the diesel generator out to sell.

It's unlikely that a small, individual force would purchase a diesel generator now. First, they don't have that many trading coins, and second, if they did buy a diesel generator, they would need enough fuel, and it would be best to have a battery to use with it.

It's unlikely that a small, solo player's faction could gather all of these items.

Only powerful entities with the strength to dominate gas stations would have a need for generators.

These major players don't actually have many trading tokens in their hands; if they really need them, they would certainly be willing to pay a higher price.

Sure enough, shortly after she refused, the other party requested the transaction a second time, this time offering 200 transaction coins.

200 is not low.

Jiang Qingyue hesitated for a moment, then chose to agree to the transaction.

According to the rules, the quantum computer will collect the other party's transaction currency. After deducting the transaction tax, the portion of the transaction currency belonging to her will be placed in her stall, and a unified settlement will be made when the trading area closes.

Jiang Qingyue didn't have time to look around; instead, she continued clicking on one stall after another, searching for seeds.

The other side is a happy base.

After paying the transaction currency, Wang Dawei received the diesel generator.

After examining it, he frowned.

"New, never used."

This discovery made his face grow increasingly grim.

This means that Jiang Qingyue has never actually lacked electricity.

As far as he knew, there was a widespread power outage after the hailstorm.

Now, except for some special areas, the internet and power are completely cut off.

Those special places are completely inaccessible to ordinary people.

Jiang Qingyue is an ordinary person, so naturally she wouldn't have any contact with him.

Then there's only one possibility: his previous guess was correct. Jiang Qingyue was also a reborn person and had made many preparations, such as the storage battery.

Only in this way could she still have electricity when everyone else lost power, so she didn't need to use a diesel generator.

Now that we have a stable power supply system, this generator is no longer needed, so we might as well sell it.

"This is troublesome."

Wang Dawei slumped onto the sofa and rubbed his old face.

There is now another reborn individual.

Could those opportunities that he thought were within his grasp still be his?

To make matters worse, this reborn person was in the same area as him, both in Springwater City.

Jiang Qingyue knows everything he knows, so what if she manages to snatch everything away before he does?

"Brother Wang, are you still doing it tonight? If not, my sisters and I are going to sleep."

Wang Dawei had no interest whatsoever. He waved his hand, telling the two women to go and rest first.

He then pulled out another small notebook.

This is something he wrote down after his rebirth, in case he was afraid he would forget some important events.

He recorded all the powerful figures and treasures of the apocalypse, both certain and uncertain, separately.

I flipped through it again, but still couldn't find the name Jiang Qingyue.

He hadn't paid any attention to it at first.

In his previous life, he lived a life worse than a dog in the early stages and never thought about people like Jiang Qingyue.

When things got better and he was finally qualified to covet Jiang Qingyue, he sent someone to inquire and found out that she had disappeared. He didn't know if she was dead or what.

He searched for years afterward, but never found it.

So after being reborn, he concluded that Jiang Qingyue must have frozen or starved to death in the early stages of the apocalypse, before he could grow up.

Therefore, no further arrangements were made, thinking that the woman should suffer a bit first.

After all, she's a worldly college student, and she's also beautiful. She wouldn't obediently follow him without suffering a bit.

As a result, when the apocalypse came, Jiang Qingyue disappeared again.

I turned on the computer and opened the three leaderboards to look at Jiang Qingyue's ranking and scores.

He clearly remembered that in his previous life, whether in the early or late stages of the apocalypse, Jiang Qingyue was not among the top experts on the list.

So Jiang Qingyue wasn't on the list in her previous life, but she must have lived for several years after the apocalypse and knew some things. After being reborn, she was also making preparations so that she could climb to the top of the list as quickly as him in this life.

The more Wang Dawei confirmed his suspicions, the uglier his expression became.

He discovered that he was not the protagonist of the apocalypse.

As fellow reborn individuals, Jiang Qingyue seemed to know more than him.

The fact that the other party was able to leave Happiness Community from the beginning, without joining other major forces or building their own large force, shows that they have the confidence to live well even on their own.

And the facts have proven this to be true.

Jiang Qingyue's little nest is a place where this force doesn't even exist in Quanshui City.

Because the population of Quanshui City is limited, those who joined his Happiness Base, along with those from other major forces, were almost all incorporated.

Jiang Qingyue's side has at most a few cats and dogs.

With just a few people, or even possibly just Jiang Qingyue, her little nest became number 2 on the New Power Ranking, which is simply outrageous.

What horrified him even more was the survival index ranking.

"The survival index has surpassed 1,000! That was fast! How did you do that?"

This means that, according to the computer's assessment, Jiang Qingyue has a very high chance of surviving in the apocalypse and already has the resources to easily cope with the third wave of cold waves.

"Leisurely Travels".

Lost in thought, Wang Dawei suddenly slammed his hand on the table and stood up, exclaiming excitedly, "Yu's death wasn't an accident! Could it be that Jiang Qingyue killed him beforehand?"

"It's possible. In his previous life, Yu You was a top-tier expert who offended many people. Could it be that among those he exploited was the relatively unknown Jiang Qingyue?"

Killing Yu You and seizing his personal computer would rapidly increase combat power, which would be more useful than any treasure in the early stages of the apocalypse.

He wanted to find Yu You because he wanted to seize the treasure and quickly increase his strength, but before he could find him, he was killed by Jiang Qingyue.

I hadn't thought that much about it before, but now that I think about it, it was definitely not an accident. It was clear that Jiang Qingyue had stolen the opportunity that belonged to Wang Dawei.

"Hold!"

Wang Dawei roared in exasperation.

I was so overwhelmed by the excitement of being reborn that I should have taken down Jiang Qingyue the moment I was reborn.

By now, we've grown up, and it's too late to say anything.

Wang Dawei paced back and forth in the living room, analyzing the situation and occasionally jotting down notes in his notebook.

With a stable power supply, Jiang Qingyue will definitely make great efforts to grow vegetables in greenhouses in order to cope with the toxic fog brought by the third cold wave.

Since she is also a reborn person, the seed must have already been prepared.

If we had started planting at the beginning of the apocalypse, we might have already been able to sell the first batch of vegetables.

This is directly competing with Wang Dawei for business.

As he paced back and forth, muttering to himself, Wang Dawei became so angry that his chest ached, and he couldn't help but squat down and clutch his chest.

"Medicine, bring me my medicine."

Wang Dawei's wife huddled in the corner of the kitchen, head down, pretending not to see anything.

The two women who weren't asleep in the room heard Wang Dawei's commotion and rushed out. They poured water, found medicine, fed him, and then worked together to carry Wang Dawei back into the room.

They cared more about Wang Dawei's life or death than anyone else.

If Wang Dawei dies, their lives will be worse than death.

Conversely, as long as Wang Dawei is alive, even though he's a bit perverted in bed, at least they can eat their fill and stay warm.

Seeing the door to what used to be their bedroom closed, Wang Dawei's wife shakily crawled out of the kitchen.

Looking at Wang Dawei's notebook and pen that had fallen to the ground.

She knew about this notebook; Wang Dawei would occasionally take notes in it, but she had never had the chance to look at it before.

Now, when I pick it up and look at it, I see that I wrote so much in the beginning: enemies, people I could win over, where the treasure was, important events that happened on certain dates, and so on. It was all written down in dense detail.

Wang Dawei's wife quickly flipped through the page, and on the last and newest page, she wrote only a few words: Jiang Qingyue, seed, electricity, poisonous fog.

Jiang Qingyue knew.

I used to think this neighbor girl was cute, but later I realized she was very filial, after all, she gave up a high-paying job in Haicheng and returned to a place like Quanshui City to take care of her parents.

I bought fish from this girl's shop a few more times afterward. Her knife skills were excellent, and she cleaned the fish very well.

There's not much contact; it's the kind of relationship where we'd exchange greetings if we met on the street.

It wasn't until after the apocalypse, when she saw Wang Dawei's photo album, that she realized how disgusting her man could be.

But there was nothing she could do.

"Boss Jiang, are you also a reincarnated person?"

Wang Dawei's wife spoke in a voice so low that only she could hear, "Then you should be able to kill him, even if it's just to stop him from disgusting you."

After speaking, she put the notebook back in its place.

She can't let Wang Dawei know she touched this notebook, or she's dead.

They shuffled back to the room next to the master bedroom.

It's called a room, but it's actually filled with all sorts of things and has become a storage room.

Wang Dawei usually takes those two young women to the master bedroom to do their business, and she just listens from here; she's become numb to it all now.

She went into the room, took out all the coins from a worn-out cotton shoe, counted out 10, and stuffed the remaining three back into the smelly shoe.

She stole these coins from Wang Dawei's trading box bit by bit. Wang Dawei's henchmen would go door to door every now and then to collect them and put them all into that big box.

If the two girls pleased him, Wang Dawei would let them grab a handful from the box as a reward.

At these times, she would sneakily take one or two items, and Wang Dawei thought it was the two girls who took them, and he still hasn't found out.

I finally managed to save up these 13.

She trembled as she turned on her personal terminal and used the 10 trading coins to pay the entry fee.

Then I found a bunch of seeds.

This was bought by Wang Dawei before the apocalypse.

Back then, she worked like an ox, helping with moving and storing things, thinking that since her husband was a reincarnated person, if they stockpiled more now, the couple could become superior people after the apocalypse.

As a result, Wang Dawei became a successful person, but she did not.

We don't know what Jiang Qingyue wants, nor are we sure when Wang Dawei will recover.

The woman grabbed a bunch of bags haphazardly and selected them to be listed, but only 10 of them were actually listed.

When she first entered the trading area, she didn't really understand the rules and didn't have time to read them.

Fearing that Wang Dawei would find out, she hurriedly put the boxes containing various seeds back on the shelf after putting them on the shelf.

Each box contained many packets of various seeds, which Wang Dawei usually didn't open to check. She was confident that no one would notice if 10 packets were missing.

I wonder if Boss Jiang will see this, or if he needs it?

Sometimes fate is just that coincidental. Perhaps it was Jiang Qingyue's lucky star that came into play, or perhaps it was Wang Dawei's retribution.

Jiang Qingyue, her eyes already tired from searching, clicked on another stall without much hope.

She checked the time; there was only one minute left before the trading session ended.

She searched for almost an hour but didn't see a single seed. However, she did sell several packs of spicy hot pot during that time, so she made a little money and didn't waste the entrance fee.

She has already decided to give up.

However, it was this last stall that made her eyes widen instantly.

"seed!"

Without even checking what kind of seed it was, Jiang Qingyue quickly clicked to apply for a trade.

Then he made a bid, and it wasn't low either; Jiang Qingyue offered 10 trading coins for each packet of seeds.

There's no way around it now; there's no time to haggle. If I offer too low a price and they refuse to trade, and the trading area closes, I'll just have to wait until next month.

On the other side, Wang Dawei's wife huddled on the patina-covered bedding, numbly thinking that Wang Dawei had asked her to deliver medicine earlier, but she had pretended not to hear him. She knew that once Wang Dawei calmed down, he would definitely give her a good beating again.

Suddenly, a series of notifications popped up on the computer, as if someone had bought her seed.

I don't really understand, but someone bought it. Regardless of whether it's Jiang Qingyue or not, at least I can earn some trading coins to hoard.

So she quickly agreed to the transaction without even checking how much money she was being given. To her, receiving even one trading coin was a free bonus.

refuge.

Jiang Qingyue stared nervously at the personal terminal.

The other party agreed to the transaction, and sent 10 reminders in a row.

At the same time, 100 trading coins automatically flew into the optical computer from the small box next to Jiang Qingyue.

One second later, 10 individually packaged bags of seeds were ejected from the quantum computer.

I heard the notification right after the transaction was completed.

[Settlement in progress, settlement complete.]

With a whoosh, 273 transaction coins were spat out from the quantum computer, and the remaining unsold items were returned.

[This trading area is now closed. It will reopen on September 1st.]

With the closure of the trading area, the dedicated section disappeared.

Jiang Qingyue didn't bother to look at the trading currency; instead, she quickly picked up the seeds.

The first packet of lettuce seeds, according to the packaging, contains approximately 1000 seeds.

The remaining packets contain asparagus, cucumber, scallions, mint, cabbage, bok choy, celery, fennel, and shredded pork with cucumber.

Even though her favorite bok choy wasn't available, Jiang Qingyue was still overjoyed.

Even if you can't buy them later, these can still be used to propagate them.