Apocalypse Supermarket: My Four Overpowered Husbands Wontstop Hoarding

Chapter 11: Chapter 11 Surprise apocalypse

With her heels clicking sharply against the tiled floor, Luna walked into the supermarket to begin buying food. Standing behind one of the counters was a salesgirl wearing a smile so fake it almost made Luna sick.

She could tell the girl had probably been trained that smiling at customers was part of the job. Whether she wanted to or not didn’t matter. She had to wear that expression.

"Hello, ma’am. What can I get for you today?"

The word ma’am immediately irritated Luna.

She was only twenty-two.

Did she really look that old?

Her lips twitched, wanting to correct the girl, but she swallowed the annoyance. There were more important things to worry about.

Her system displayed another list before her eyes, and she calmly began reading it aloud.

"Black beans... two thousand cans."

The salesgirl’s smile froze.

"Kidney beans, same amount."

She quickly began writing.

"Pinto beans. Chickpeas. Green beans. Sweet corn... everything from the same family."

Her pen kept moving faster.

"Mixed vegetables. Diced tomatoes. Tomato sauce. Tomato paste..."

Luna suddenly frowned.

"Mushroom soup?"

She paused for a second.

Where the fuck did the system get that ridiculous thing from?

She stared into space before continuing.

"Fine... mushroom soup. Chicken noodle soup... two thousand cans. Then corned beef."

The salesgirl looked up with widened eyes before lowering her head again.

"Is... is that everything?"

"No."

Luna walked away toward another section.

"Frozen vegetables."

She pointed.

"Ice cream."

Another point.

"French fries."

Again.

"Chicken nuggets."

At this rate she could spend the entire day listing everything individually.

Eventually she grew tired of talking.

She simply pointed from shelf to shelf while employees hurried around writing everything down.

One of them laughed nervously.

"This is... a lot. Are you opening a new supermarket?"

Luna merely nodded.

There was no point explaining anything.

People could think whatever they wanted.

As long as they didn’t interfere with her plans, she didn’t care.

Even after buying almost everything from that supermarket, Luna still felt it wasn’t enough.

Not even close.

She left immediately and drove farther away from town until another supermarket appeared before her.

It completely dwarfed the previous ones.

Compared to this place, the other supermarkets were nothing more than shrimps.

A faint smile crossed her face.

Now this looked promising.

Fresh produce filled almost every corner.

Without wasting another second she began again.

"Apples."

"Five hundred kilograms."

"Strawberries."

"Five hundred kilograms."

"Grapes."

"One thousand kilograms."

"Onions."

"Two thousand kilograms."

"Carrots."

"One thousand five hundred."

"Broccoli."

"Two thousand."

The quantities continued changing depending on what her system recommended.

Some reached two thousand kilograms.

Others stayed around one thousand five hundred.

Fruits ranged between five hundred and one thousand kilograms.

Workers rushed in every direction gathering everything she requested.

Once she finished with vegetables and fruits, she headed toward the meat section.

Beef.

Pork.

Chicken.

Turkey.

Duck.

Lamb.

Fish.

Seafood.

Anything edible.

She bought every type of meat available.

The butcher handling her order couldn’t stop staring.

Finally curiosity defeated him.

"Big celebration?"

No response.

"Housewarming maybe?"

Luna ignored him completely, continuing toward another shelf while scanning everything around her.

The man awkwardly scratched his head before following after her.

"Excuse me... are you looking for something? I can help you find it."

Still nothing.

Thinking she hadn’t heard him, he carefully stretched out his hand to tap her shoulder.

Before his fingers could touch her—

Luna spun around.

Her icy gaze locked onto him.

For the briefest second, her eyes almost seemed to glow with fury.

"Is there a particular reason you’re disturbing me?"

Her voice exploded through the aisle.

The butcher jumped so violently he nearly stumbled backward.

His face instantly turned pale.

"I-I’m sorry! I didn’t mean any harm."

He quickly raised both hands.

"I’ll... I’ll just get whatever you need."

Luna continued glaring at him for another moment before finally turning away.

Silence settled once more.

Then the television mounted high on the wall suddenly changed channels.

The news interrupted every program.

Several shoppers stopped moving.

Employees also turned toward the screen.

Two news anchors appeared.

Both looked unusually pale.

Neither smiled.

One of them swallowed hard before speaking.

"We are receiving multiple reports of sudden weather abnormalities across the eastern and northern regions."

Another anchor continued.

"Ocean levels are rising at an alarming rate. Emergency teams are reporting that coastal communities may be affected first before surrounding towns and eventually major cities."

The newsroom behind them buzzed with panic.

Authorities rushed back and forth carrying documents.

"Our emergency services are already evacuating as many civilians as possible. Please remain calm and follow government instructions. We are doing everything possible to ensure public safety."

The canned food Luna had been holding slipped from her fingers.

Clang.

It rolled across the floor.

She stood frozen.

Shivering.

The butcher watched her quietly, uncertain whether he should speak.

"It’s not supposed to start now..."

Her voice barely escaped her lips.

Something was wrong.

Something was terribly wrong.

According to the timer...

There should still be time.

Her breathing quickened.

She looked around at the mountain of supplies she had already purchased.

It suddenly felt insignificant.

Not enough.

Not nearly enough.

There were still countless things missing.

She hurried toward the workers.

"Hurry."

Her voice had become sharper.

"Everything faster."

The employees exchanged confused looks before immediately speeding up.

Nobody wanted to question the strange woman buying half the supermarket.

Her system displayed another category.

Dairy.

She clenched her fists.

There was no time.

"Whole milk."

"Five thousand litres."

The workers nearly dropped what they were carrying.

"Almond milk."

"Oat milk."

"Soya milk."

"Eggs."

"Ten thousand."

The cashier’s eyes nearly popped out.

"Cheese."

"Yogurt."

"Everything."

Her voice never slowed.

Carts filled one after another until they formed an endless line stretching across the supermarket.

Employees rushed between shelves.

Forklifts moved pallets.

Boxes stacked endlessly.

Customers watched in complete disbelief.

The moment everything was ready, workers loaded the supplies into several delivery trucks.

Luna walked straight to the cashier.

Without hesitation she pushed her ATM card forward.

"Everything."

The cashier stared at the total displayed on the screen.

It was enough to make an ordinary person faint.

She silently completed the transaction.

Approved.

Only then did Luna finally breathe again.

The trucks departed one after another toward the shoreline where her newly purchased mansion overlooked the sea.

When they arrived, the workers immediately began preparing to unload everything.

"Stop."

They looked at her.

"You can leave them here."

One of the drivers blinked.

"Ma’am, we’ll carry everything inside."

"I said no."

Her tone left no room for argument.

"I have enough people to handle the rest."

The workers exchanged uncertain glances.

After hesitating for several seconds, they finally nodded.

"If that’s what you want."

One after another they climbed back into their vehicles before driving away.

Silence returned.

Only the crashing waves remained.

Luna carefully looked left.

Then right.

Nobody.

Perfect.

Without another word she stretched out her hand.

Every single crate.

Every box.

Every pallet.

Every carton.

Everything vanished.

The supplies disappeared as though swallowed by thin air.

Inside her storage space they instantly arranged themselves into perfect rows.

Shelves stretched endlessly.

Canned food occupied one section.

Frozen food another.

Fresh produce settled neatly.

Dairy products lined themselves perfectly.

Everything organized itself automatically.

Luna couldn’t help smiling.

Exactly how she wanted it.

Yet...

Large empty spaces still remained.

Far too many.

"What am I supposed to do now..."

Then she remembered.

The timer.

Her heart skipped.

She immediately opened her storage interface.

The countdown appeared.

Thirty minutes.

She blinked.

No.

That wasn’t right.

It couldn’t be.

"It was supposed to be much longer."

She rubbed her eyes.

Maybe...

Maybe it was just a system glitch.

It had to be.

Right?

Then...

The ocean answered her.

The water level suddenly rose.

Not gradually.

Violently.

Like an invisible giant had lifted the entire sea.

Luna’s pupils shrank.

"No..."

Massive waves surged toward the shoreline with terrifying speed.

The peaceful ocean transformed into a raging monster.

The roar became deafening.

Without another thought she turned and ran.

Her heels pounded against the ground as fast as she could move.

She didn’t dare look back.

She simply ran toward her mansion.

The wave chased after her like a hungry beast.

Closer.

Closer.

Even closer.

Just as she reached the front of the house—

A mechanical voice echoed inside her head.

[Welcome to your Apocalypse Stage, Host.]

Luna screamed.

Before she could reach the entrance—

The monstrous wall of water swallowed her whole.