Three years into the apocalypse, Su Mengyao remained immaculate, unstained by the chaos. Her complexion was fair with a touch of blush, as if she were still living in a world of prosperity and splendor.,The pendant emitted a strong beam of light, and when he opened his eyes again, he was in a one-bedroom apartment with no doors. Except for running water and electricity, there was nothing else in the apartment. It was about 80 square meters, with a height of about 3 meters. Next to it, there was a 10-square-meter black soil garden.,Born without security, he picked up paper scraps in elementary school. In middle school, he held part-time jobs tutoring, doing homework for others, and cleaning toilets, doing anything for money.。
