Surviving In The Ancient Times With Limitless Supplies Novels & Stories

Tsk… While arts and crafts weren’t a necessity for everyday survival, people needed to be entertained lest they go insane and start killing everyone around them. But why the hell did they take all of the purple pens?! It’s like one of the least used colors! I think… Annoyed that he couldn’t find any purple pen, Twilight goes deeper into the store. Still no food. Due to humanity coming together, places that stocked necessary supplies became larger. The everyday grocery store was at least thrice as big when there were still other countries.

"The Greeks are going to try to starve us out of the city. But we have always been prepared for long sieges. This city can last for a year if need be. There is no forest the Greeks can hunt game for. The sea will not sustain the Greek army. We have gotten our main sources of food from the shipping merchants. The food has been salted and preserved in our underground food stores. We have grain and wheat in abundance. Our water supply comes through the underground river where only a few Trojans know the exact location. Our city will prevail long after the enemy finally leave due to starvation," Braxius says proudly. If I didn't know my history, I would have believed him. "Okay," my voice and ey

“They are all made of silver,“ he cut into her. “Or is this not in our tradition?“ he raised an eyebrow. “Because I would be happy to prove you wrong and show you some ancient texts where our forefathers fought with ivory knives and other weapons.“ She sighed and rubbed her head. “But guns?“ She asked. “You have children in the pack for goddess’s sake! They can get their hands on this and then…“ “That is why Adam is always here,“ Rick replied. “And if he is not, someone else will be,“ he looked at her. “I know the dangers of bringing guns into the pack... but we will need it.“ Anna laughed maniacally. “Our species have survived for centuries. Through the witches' era, the first vampire upris

“Duh? Of course, those ancient sanctuary sects would’ve had plans on surviving.” “That’s right! I’ve got some insider information. Back in ancient times, Grand Emperor Rowan set up the Six Eternities and turned back time. The universe’s spiritual energy was taken and placed in the wastelands of America… “This came as good news to the ancient sects of the wastelands, but there were certain conditions to gaining the energy since not everyone could handle it. Usually, the bodies of ordinary people would be destroyed. Under normal circumstances, there was no way to survive, and they wouldn't be able to wait for the Grand Opportunity underneath. But there were exceptions… ”

But when they looked at me, their eyes were filled with contempt, saying my sister generously gave me the multimillion-dollar inheritance and the estate, yet I showed no gratitude at all. They wondered how the Shaw family had produced such an ungrateful brat. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. Sharon didn’t genuinely want the convenience store. She only knew that in one month, a zombie virus would sweep across the globe. By then, money would be worthless, while the supplies inside that tiny store would become the key to survival. But what Sharon didn’t know was that in the apocalypse, having supplies meant nothing. The real challenge was keeping them in your hands.

One of our villa districts had already been transformed into a steel fortress, strong enough to keep even zombies out. Remembering the extreme cold from my previous life, I felt a chill deep in my bones. I added a few more instructions. I told them to move all the supplies underground, stock up on heating equipment, and make sure the place could stay warm continuously for 50 years. In my previous life, we died early, at the hands of the Bakers. I never found out how long the freeze would last. However, my family had power and resources. Upgrading a place like that was nothing for them.

The sheer scale and age of the structures overwhelmed them, a testament to a lost civilization that had thrived millennia ago. Anya, utilizing her knowledge of ancient technology, cracked the code to accessing the archive. Inside, they found a vast repository of data – not in the form of digital information, but in intricate engravings, holograms, and even genetically encoded memories stored within dormant bio-repositories. The process of deciphering this ancient knowledge was painstaking but filled with wonder. They learned of a civilization that existed before the rise of the Council of Species, before hyperspace travel, before even the written word. They lived in harmony with nature, thei

But still, I decided to just implemented the sense of urgency into Aeternum people, making them a little bit intimidated and hurried when the in war time. After all, by using the excuse of ‘War Contribution’ to the masses, a lot of things can be done without anyone asking much of a questions. The common people that stayed back and not involved in the war, will naturally feel obligated and guilty and thus drive them to do something to contribute to the efforts. This is what I am trying to exploit at the moment, Aeternum raw food resource, Is quite abundant, thanks to the Elves and Druid race that have high affinity to nature, paired with Aeternum modern agriculture that were more enhanced by

"It's also a coincidence. When he was born well, he was a few generations younger than me. At that time, there were not many disputes, so he could recuperate and become a new god under the accumulation of the family. But the balance of peaceful times was naturally an era when supplies were relatively scarce." "In their era, all kinds of miracle skills were very rare, and almost no treasure appeared. His Divine Design Battalion had been established for more than 60 years, and there were tens of thousands of people in it. Their spies were as numerous as cow hair, but they couldn't find anything decent." Speaking of this, the mercury man smiled bitterly. Samuel could also feel the bitterness, n

Supplies don't shoot back. She could have enough food to last a decade, enough medicine to treat an army, enough fuel to power a city. But when the raiders came—and they would come—when the infected breached the outer perimeter, when the desperate survivors realized she had what they needed, all the rice and antibiotics in the world wouldn't save her if she couldn't pull a trigger.