Rebirth and stocking up in the apocalypse, I have tens of thousands of supplies for the world

"Master, are you really not going to share the pressure with other worlds?"

Hua Ningyao flipped through the information, which recorded some of the things she encountered in various worlds.

"In the first world, it was difficult to fall asleep. How could she help in her dreams? She would wake up easily at night."

She pointed out the detail that she suffered from frequent insomnia and burned incense every night to induce sleep.

"In the third world, she doesn't even have a body. If we pull her soul here, won't it scare the people who support her to death?"

Unexpectedly, she turned into a spirit and was worshipped by someone, who was Luo Qingyan. He recognized her at a glance and it was obvious that he was deeply in love with her.

"Not to mention the fourth world. There are other systems there. If we pull it over, we'll be in danger of being discovered. And there are zombies everywhere. I'm tired enough during the day. I won't bother her anymore."

After all the choosing, isn't the second world the most tempting and the one with the most free time?

"Look, winter is perfect for sleeping. There's no danger. No one would come all the way here in the snow and ice."

So, she planned to choose her second world self to come and help during the extreme cold period.

"Now that it's finalized, what's next?"

"It's like this, Master. Once they are pulled in, all they have left are memories from the plot. You must make them fall in love with you, and then remember their original memories. Then they will be willing to leave with you, and then this world will be created."

"So all my time jumping around in the plot was wasted?"

"Of course not. They have some memories and feelings for you. They have a deep memory of your face. It will be useful in the future. Believe me."

"Yes, letter."

Hua Ningyao reached out and touched Chao Gui's face. This guy's face was in good condition and felt tender to the touch.

"Then let's get started."

Chao Gui waved and sent them into their respective worlds. All other screens in front of Hua Ningyao disappeared, leaving only four screens.

She raised her legs and walked into the world that Xianqing had entered.

. . . . . .

The situation in front of me changed, and the surrounding environment suddenly turned into a mountain forest.

Hua Ningyao is carrying a backpack on her back. What is her current identity?

She took a look at the information and found out that she was actually... a ginseng spirit that was tens of thousands of years old.

Hiss...Hua Ningyao wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth. She almost wanted to bite herself. What a good stuff.

When she turned around, she saw that her backpack was full of ginseng... really... sacrificing one's own relatives for the sake of justice.

"I came from the mountains..."

She started singing unconsciously. This was probably the role effect. She could obviously control herself, but she just started singing.

"The ancestor came out to collect herbs."

A human-shaped ginseng passed by her and greeted her politely.

"Yeah, picking ginseng."

She replied with a smile, although it was strange, the ginseng that was walking did not feel scared.

"Grandfather, pick more and plant them in your vegetable garden so they will grow faster."

The Walking Ginseng said with a smile, and Hua Ningyao then realized that she was picking wild ginseng to raise.

The ginseng grown by her will quickly become intelligent, so it doesn't need to be picked and eaten.

But why is she still a ginseng spirit after ten thousand years? She has not become an immortal or a god?

It is obvious that ginsengs of her age have all become immortals or gods, or should we say, thousands of years ago, but she is still a poor ginseng spirit.

It seems that she only saves others but not herself? Too miserable, who is this world?

Just as Hua Ningyao was daydreaming, something fell from the sky and landed heavily on the open space in front of her.

"Oh my god, what is this?"

Hua Ningyao was so frightened that she took a few steps back and was almost smashed into pieces by the ginseng.

She looked down and saw a big hole on the ground. After the smoke cleared, Hua Ningyao could see clearly what was inside.

Oh, it’s her master. What is his status now?

Then I saw a screen pop up on the system with the identity of the person in the pit written on it.

"Jade God? Is he the God of War from the God Realm? He was fighting with people from the Demon Realm and was seriously injured so he fell down."

Is this the scene where the little fairy saves the god of war? Then he will fall in love with me, and then they will be together?

No, it has to be a story of tragic love. No matter what, Hua Ningyao took the person away directly, and by the way, she told the ginseng spirits to fill up the land and then quickly hide away.

She brought the people back to the cave where she lived. There was a formation in the cave left by someone unknown, and no one could find it unless she brought the people back in person.

The spiritual energy here is more than ten times stronger than outside, and there is also a spiritual spring here, so the ginseng she grows will become intelligent faster.

However, ginseng can only be planted outside. Those planted inside will wither quickly.

Because the spiritual energy inside was too strong, the ginseng was too weak to be replenished and then died.

Then she had ginseng to eat. Hua Ningyao wiped the saliva from the corners of her mouth. She always felt that her whole body exuded the fragrance of ginseng.

Hua Ningyao helped the man to the floor beside her, and then put him on the ground. The bed was hers, and no one else could take it away from her.

After she left, the ginseng filled the land and planted weeds.

They are all ginseng spirits, so this little magic is easy for them to cast. Not to mention that they are originally plants, so the spells cast using them will not show any trace of casting.

Then, the little ginsengs all ran far away according to Hua Ningyao's instructions. After a while, a group of demons wearing colorful clothes arrived.

Most of these demons are lizards, insects, snakes, etc., and their appearance still has the characteristics of their original bodies.

The snake demon even spit out its tongue from time to time, and the lizard next to it glanced at him.

"What do you smell?"

"I don't smell anything. It's just some flowers and plants. There's no divine smell at all."

The gods all have a disgusting divine smell. Just now, their demon king fought a fierce battle with the god of war of the gods, Jade God, and both of them were injured and fell.

Now there is no news from both sides, both they and the gods are looking for people everywhere.

Firstly, they hope to find the Demon King as soon as possible. Apart from the Demon King, no one else in the Demon Clan can compete with the God Clan.

Secondly, they hope to kill the Jade God at the same time, so that when their demon king recovers from his injuries, they can destroy the gods.

No one except the Jade God can fight with their king. Now they must be injured, and it depends on who will be found first.

Hua Ningyao put down the backpack, then walked up to the front of the Jade God, took a look, then reached out and touched the Jade God's face.

This guy looks exactly like Xianqing, gentle and elegant, with long, smooth black hair that almost drags on the ground, and feels very good to the touch.

Hua Ningyao stretched out her hand and sniffed, uh... no breathing. Does God breathe or not?