Surviving the Apocalypse in Style(Upgraded Space: Thrive in Apocalypse Reborn)
Acid rain. Blizzards. Scorching heat and bone-chilling cold. Swarms of insects. Mutants.
She had survived ten long years alone in the apocalypse, only to be betrayed and bled to death.
But this time, she was back.
Reborn with vengeance in her veins, she stocked up on supplies and raised an army of mutant dogs.
She bought all kinds of things, including fried chicken, ramen, cola, and chips. If the world was going to end, she was determined to enjoy it in style.
But... something about her pocket dimension upgrade seemed a little off.
Why did the [Trash Processor] turn garbage into random supplies?
The [Affection Ranch] usually changed animals based on her mood—wait, was that... an elephant?
And her [Happy Garden] was supposed to grow crops, so why had it just sprouted a generator?
When doomsday finally came, she was petting her massive dog with one hand, holding an ice cream in the other, and resting her feet on a massage device the pocket dimension had just spit out.
Apocalypse or not, she lived with flair.