In the Wuwu Mountain Gully, I Survive by Running a General Store

Chen Jing'an is a third-rate university graduate and a low-level writing laborer. He belongs to that kind of person who neither eats enough nor starves to death, a barely noticeable speck in society. Though he’s not exactly rich, he’s content with this life.

One day, just after finishing a novel, he discovered that the building he lived in had caught fire. Faced with the choice between being burned to death and falling to his death, he chose to fly once.

Good news: he landed on an air cushion.

Bad news: he jumped from the 32nd floor, and the cushion hadn’t even fully inflated.

When he woke up again, he was lying in a mountain ravine, with snow falling all around his head. He originally thought he was definitely dead, but then a beam of light suddenly flashed.

“Ding dong.”

“Detected that the host does not belong to this world. Survival assistance has been activated.”

“Reward: portable general store.”

“Portable general store: refreshes three to five random items every day to help the host survive better in this world.”

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Chen Jing'an let out a sigh of relief, took out the shabby military greatcoat from the general store, put it on, and watched as his body gradually warmed up. Only then did he struggle to his feet.

But when he saw the snow blanketing the entire mountain, his hands and feet went cold again.

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