Apocalypse: I have a supermarket stocked with supplies - Chapter 51 - : Donate supplies

The skies cried blood, lightning tore open reality in colors that had no name, thunder rumbled shaking the very Earth as 'something' arrived. On the night of a cosmic phenomenon and due to powers beyond mortal understanding... Ash's life ended while he slept. When he opened his eyes again, he was no longer the same Ash.Reborn as Ash Solace, inside of a novel he had read just hours before he fell asleep. The shunned and talentless prince of a lowly kingdom, he quickly realizes something. He was living the life of a third-rate villain who dies within the first 75 chapters of the novel.However, not all hope was lost. Because due to a Karmic Debt, he was transmigrated with an insane starter kit.Ten impossible draws.Ten forbidden powers.Overnight, Ash rises from nothing to god-tier—and the world will burn or bow before the prince it once forgot.

He was on his way to buy some beer to celebrate his acceptance as a civil servant when he was suddenly isekai’d by truck-kun.

In her past life, she was his personal physician, his junior,Due to the age difference, she could only bury her love for him deep in her heart.An explosion awakened her, and she found herself back in his era.When they met again, he was the noble and aloof scion of his family,She was a village girl with a tragic background.But this time, she would not shrink back,She would bravely pursue her love, making this second chance at life devoid of regrets.In public, he was cold and ruthless,In private, he was a devoted lapdog to his wife,His maxim was, “What the wife says is always the truth.”This story is a one-to-one relationship, with both parties being virtuous and strong.

Monster! Internet writer Mo Fan is traveling through time!

Not dressed as a protagonist, not dressed as a villain, not dressed as an unrivaled powerhouse.

He actually became the ancestor of a miscellaneous fish villain in his book who only lived less than ten chapters, and became the grandfather in his ring.

Looking at his illusory soul body, he thought about the only resurrection material he had set.

Sorry, Lin Yang, I want to be resurrected.

Let my little great-great-grandson take your chance.

Grandpa in your ring, don’t live, let me live!

(Book friend group 839934306, welcome.)

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