But discovering all of this now was like a massive surprise gift package that landed right on his head.
He quickly opened the box to check the condition of the food inside.
He knew that Doomsday had already been going on for two years, and most of the stuff inside was past its expiration date.
But for them, it didn't matter at all.
It's not like it'll kill us sooner, it's just expired.
He opened the box of braised beef noodles, tore open the packaging, and the familiar smell of instant noodles wafted out.
"Crunch, crunch—" A noise came from behind him.
He saw Xiao Yong tearing open the package of soda crackers, devouring them hungrily.
In two or three bites, he stuffed a small box of soda crackers into his mouth, filling it completely.
But just as Xiao Yong was about to swallow, he got choked.
His eyes bulged out, and with one hand he pounded his chest hard, while the other hand still clutched onto the soda crackers stubbornly.
