Farming for Survival in the Apocalypse

Bi Qiao’an lay motionless in the icy snow, watching helplessly as the falling flakes slowly buried her. As her consciousness faded, her mind drifted back to the three arduous years she had spent struggling to survive in the apocalypse. She felt her life slipping away, and a sense of relief washed over her. At last, she wouldn’t have to face this harsh world alone any longer. With a heavy heart, she slowly closed her eyes, a single tear rolling down her cheek. As she teetered on the brink of death, a familiar voice, filled with regret and sorrow, called out her name. At first, she thought it was a mere hallucination, but the sound of someone digging through the snow to reach her seemed all ...