Cheng Feng studied this space. He could not enter it physically; he could only control it with his consciousness. Time inside was frozen, and it could not store living things.
However, the space was limited in size. If he was preparing for the apocalypse, the amount he could store was also limited. He would need to find another place to stockpile supplies. For now, this space could serve as a transport tool, reducing how noticeable it would be to move large amounts of goods in and out.
But all of this depended on one thing: having both money and time.
As for money, he had some. He debuted at eighteen, and five years had passed. Although he had to balance studies and faced a downgrade in resources along the way, Shen Group’s contract was relatively fair, and he had still earned a good amount. Aside from the apartment he was currently living in, which he had paid for in full, he also owned a car worth over 500,000 yuan and had about 2 million yuan in savings.
He planned to sell both the apartment and the car, which would give him more liquid cash—enough to purchase the initial batch of supplies.
As for after the apocalypse, if he had the chance, he would “loot for free.” If not…
Thinking about the place he had chosen to survive the apocalypse, he felt that even without such opportunities, his stockpile and what he could do there would be enough to keep him from starving.
As for time, all his current work had just ended a few days ago, and he was now on vacation. His five-year contract had also just expired, so he could terminate it directly.
As for the male and female leads, in the original story, they dreamed about the apocalypse six months before it happened. He was six months ahead of them, but to avoid any accidents, it would be best for him to minimize contact with them during this period.
After making his decision, he drove straight to the company.
His agent, Wang Yue, whom he had contacted in advance, was waiting for him in the office.
“Cheng Feng, what happened? Why do you suddenly want to terminate your contract? I’ve already talked to the company about renewing it,” Wang Yue said as she stood up, her face full of concern.
Looking at the person who had accompanied him for five years and had always treated him sincerely—even in his previous life when he was hated across the internet and she never abandoned him—Cheng Feng could only silently say sorry in his heart. He would tell her some things at the right time.
“Sister Wang, you know my situation. Being able to enter the entertainment industry by accident and have this kind of experience, I’m already very satisfied. But I may not really be suited for this industry. Even if I stay, there’s no real future, and I just keep causing you trouble. I want to travel and see more of the world, and think about what to do next. At the very least, I won’t starve.”
Wang Yue had many things she wanted to say, but she could see how serious he was. She also knew how difficult the past two years had been for him. She truly felt sorry for him. He had been abandoned at a young age and left by the roadside, but fortunately, a kind elderly man had taken him in and raised him with care. Sadly, just a few years after Cheng Feng grew up, the old man passed away.
The old man himself had lived a hard life—fleeing with his parents when he was young, later marrying and having children, only to lose them all. He had lived alone for many years, and only after picking up and raising Cheng Feng did, he regain some hope in life.
Although Cheng Feng once had a loving grandfather, now he truly had no family left.
In the end, she let it go. If he wanted to go out and relax, then let him. When he came back and wanted to work again, she would help him. At worst, she could sign him again—after all, as a top agent in Shen Group, she had that authority.
“Alright. Go out and enjoy yourself. If you get tired, come back. There will always be a place for you here,” she said.
Cheng Feng’s eyes reddened. He stood up and hugged Wang Yue. “Sister Wang, don’t worry. I’ll take care of myself. You should too.”
The contract termination went smoothly, since the term had already ended.
After completing all the procedures, Cheng Feng quickly left the company, not noticing that someone brushed past him.
“Is that one of our artists?” Shen Mu asked.
The assistant beside him immediately replied, “Yes. He’s an artist under Agent Wang Yue. His name is Cheng Feng. He’s been with the company for five years.”
The assistant was very familiar with everyone in the company.
“He didn’t look emotionally well. Go ask Wang Yue what’s going on,” Shen Mu said. When they passed each other, he had noticed the young man’s reddened eyes.
Their company was not the kind that exploited artists without limits. If there was a problem, it needed to be addressed promptly.
“Yes.”
The assistant quickly learned about Cheng Feng’s situation from Wang Yue and reported it truthfully.
Shen Mu didn’t say much after hearing it, which made Wang Yue breathe a sigh of relief. In the past, she would have hoped Cheng Feng could get noticed by the boss. But now, she hoped the opposite—that the boss wouldn’t remember him, so it would be easier to sign him again in the future. After all, the boss was busy and probably wouldn’t remember a minor artist like him.
After leaving the company, Cheng Feng returned to his home in Modu and contacted an agent to sell his house and car.
He stored all the belongings in his home into the space, handed the keys to the agent for showings, and then flew directly back to his hometown.
Although he had a year to prepare, facing the apocalypse still made things urgent. Combined with the influence of the plot, he didn’t dare waste any time.
His grandfather had been a mountain keeper, and they had lived deep in the mountains before. This was also the place he had chosen to survive the apocalypse.
After the apocalypse, not only would humans mutate—some turning into zombies and others gaining abilities—but animals and plants would also mutate.
Although mutations varied, they all gained a certain level of aggressiveness. During the apocalypse, people avoided areas with dense vegetation, as they meant greater danger.
But Cheng Feng was not worried. In his previous life, he awakened an affinity ability that worked on all mutated animals and plants, including zombies.
It was a pity that in his previous life, he had been controlled by the plot and wasted this ability.
But not this time.
Although in his previous life he only reached level two before dying, when traveling outside, he could generally make mutated creatures and zombies ignore him. This was also why he could stay with the male and female leads for so long. If not for his own foolishness and human-caused disaster, he could have lived longer. However, back then, his ability only worked on himself and had no offensive power, so it wasn’t valued. Otherwise, the male and female leads would have exploited him long ago.
Under these circumstances, living deep in the mountains was much safer than outside. The creatures inside wouldn’t harm him, and outsiders wouldn’t dare come in.
His hometown was not a single mountain, but a range. There were some villages at the foot of the mountains, and towns further away. Transportation had only improved in recent years, but development was still late, and most villagers had moved away.
He rode a small electric bike and then walked, taking nearly two hours to reach the house he once lived in with his grandfather. Normally, it wouldn’t take this long, but the path had not been used for a long time, so he had to clear the way as he went.
This house was the life’s work of his grandfather. Because it was deep in the mountains and needed protection from wild animals, its sturdiness was beyond question.