Nirvana at the end of the world, hoard hundreds of millions of supplies and win

Ye Qingcheng glanced at her speechlessly: "Low-key, try not to call me by my name."

Turning his head, he saw that the family didn't notice him, so he lay on his backpack again and got ready to sleep.

The constant yelling made her unable to rest.

When the couple just saw the superpower, they shared their instant noodles and didn't say anything at first.

But after waiting there for a long time, they still didn't get any meat, so they immediately stopped working.

"What are you doing standing there? Why don't you hurry up and bring the meat? Everyone has eaten, but we are the only ones who don't have food yet."

The gun-wielding superpower sneered: "Didn't I give you instant noodles? Who's to blame if you don't eat them yourself?"

A superhuman next to him laughed loudly: "We also want to thank you for your generosity. If you hadn't given us two packs of instant noodles, we would still be hungry."

The couple finally realized something, stared in disbelief and said, "What do you mean?"

The gun-wielding orc looked disdainful: "It is a rule that one pack of instant noodles per person per day. If you don't eat it, today's will be gone. You can get it tomorrow."

Just listen to the woman's angry scream: "What are you talking about? Do you know who we are? We have people in the army."

"In this case, you go find the army and go down now."

If a capable person doesn't tolerate her, he will stretch out his hand to pull her.

The woman stepped back hastily, and finally there was a trace of fear on her face.

"No, no, aren't you a rescue team? Why would you leave us behind? I won't leave."

Zhang Xiaohua sneered. Obviously, the couple had not yet realized the cruelty of the end of the world.

The woman squatted on the ground and refused to move, "I, I don't want to eat meat anymore, just give me back the instant noodles."

She felt that she had given in, but the capable man sneered again: "No food."

The woman pointed at Hu Tian and said, "Just give me back the packet of instant noodles in his hand. I don't want the others."

As he spoke, he reached out to grab it, attracting the attention of everyone in the car, including Sun Changshan's family.

Hu Tian sneered: "Since you gave it to me, why would you want to go back? My sister is still hungry."

He kicked the woman down and threw the instant noodles to Ye Qingcheng.

"Qingcheng, put the instant noodles in your bag and let me see who dares to grab them."

He glanced around fiercely.

Ye Qingcheng looked at the pack of instant noodles in his hand: "..."

I appreciate your whole family.

Sure enough, Mrs. Sun's scream sounded like she was killing a chicken.

"Qingcheng, you are Qingcheng, right? My dear granddaughter, you miss grandma so much."

Old Mrs. Sun whined and fell on Ye Qingcheng's body. In fact, she lay on his legs, facing the bulging hiking bag, and hugged her tightly.

Crying with tears and runny nose, it was heartbreaking.

In fact, he secretly used force on his hands to pull out the heavy mountaineering bag. However, no matter how hard he tried, the mountaineering bag was still firmly placed beside Ye Qingcheng's legs.

Sun Changshan walked to Hou Tian's side with tears streaming down his face and held his hand tightly.

"You are my son-in-law, right? You are indeed a talented person, great job!"

Hu Tian: "..."

Ye Qingcheng: "..."

Zhang Xiaohua: "..."

In Sun Changshan's eyes, the fact that he could give food to Ye Qingcheng showed that the relationship between the two was very close, and...

The gun-wielding psychic actually gave this man a packet of instant noodles, indicating that his strength was probably superior to everyone else.