Apocalypse Supermarket: My Four Overpowered Husbands Wontstop Hoarding

Chapter 3: Chapter 3 My supermarket space

The sharp smell of antiseptic invaded Luna’s nostrils the moment she stepped into the grand hospital.

Her footsteps slowed.

This was the same hospital.

The very same one her grandmother had stayed in during her previous life.

Although Ava hadn’t told her which hospital Martha was admitted to, Luna had hoped it would be this one.

And unfortunately...

She had been right.

For a moment she simply stood there.

The familiar surroundings brought back memories she would rather forget.

Painful memories.

Memories of betrayal.

Memories of regret.

Memories of a foolish girl who had trusted the wrong people.

Taking a deep breath, Luna walked toward the reception desk.

The nurse sitting behind it barely looked up from her computer.

Luna forced a smile.

A fake one.

The kind of smile people used when they wanted something but didn’t feel like being polite.

"My grandmother is Martha Hart. I wanted to know if she’s hospitalized here."

The nurse finally looked up.

Instead of answering immediately, she narrowed her eyes.

"Who are you?"

Luna frowned.

"And what exactly do you want with her?" the nurse continued.

The questions instantly irritated her.

In her previous life she probably would’ve answered politely.

Not anymore.

Something about the woman’s expression made Luna feel as if she was deliberately wasting time.

"And how is that your fucking business?"

The nurse blinked.

Luna continued.

"Or are you trying to get yourself fired?"

For a second silence filled the reception area.

Then the nurse burst into laughter.

The mocking kind.

The insulting kind.

The kind that made Luna want to flip the entire desk.

The woman looked Luna up and down before snorting.

"You should look at yourself first."

Her eyes landed on Luna’s simple clothes.

"A sweater, joggers and sneakers."

She laughed again.

"And you’re threatening to get me fired? How delusional."

Luna’s fingers slowly tightened around the edge of the desk.

The smile disappeared from her face.

Good.

Very good.

She would remember this face.

Back then she might have swallowed the insult.

Not now.

Not after everything she had been through.

"Listen carefully."

Her voice turned cold.

"If you don’t tell me where my grandmother is, I’m going to make a scene right here."

The nurse’s expression immediately changed.

Clearly she wasn’t expecting resistance.

After several seconds of glaring, she finally clicked her tongue.

"Third floor."

Her tone was unpleasant.

"Turn right. You’ll see the ward."

Normally a nurse should escort visitors.

Apparently this one couldn’t be bothered.

Fine.

Luna didn’t need her help anyway.

Without another word she turned around and headed for the elevator.

Soon she reached the ward.

The moment she stepped inside she saw them.

Every single one of them.

James.

Madison.

Thomas.

Ava.

Standing around Martha’s bed like vultures waiting for their prey to die.

The sight immediately disgusted her.

Some things apparently never changed.

The atmosphere felt exactly the same as it had in her previous life.

Martha loved her.

And hated the rest.

Meeting her parents’ eyes briefly, Luna didn’t greet them.

Didn’t nod.

Didn’t acknowledge them.

She simply walked past.

James and Madison stared.

Their expressions almost comical.

Their obedient daughter had never ignored them before.

Not once.

Yet now she walked past them as if they didn’t exist.

"What’s wrong with Luna?"

Ava whispered.

Even Thomas looked confused.

But Luna couldn’t care less.

She headed directly toward Martha’s bed.

The sight of her grandmother nearly broke her.

The old woman looked weak.

Fragile.

Far too fragile.

Luna immediately knelt beside the bed.

"Oh Grandma..."

The words came out broken.

If there was one thing she wished she could change, it was this.

Not the inheritance.

Not Simon.

Not Ava.

This.

She wanted her grandmother to live.

She wanted at least one person who genuinely loved her to remain.

One person who believed in her without asking questions.

One person who would support her.

That was all.

"You don’t have to go."

Tears immediately filled her eyes.

"Please stay with me."

The emotions she had been suppressing finally erupted.

Everything from her previous life came crashing down.

The betrayal.

The loneliness.

The fear.

The pain.

"I’m not strong enough for this, Grandma."

Her shoulders shook.

"I’m really not."

Luna cried openly.

For once she wasn’t pretending.

She wasn’t acting.

This pain was real.

Unfortunately someone decided to ruin the moment.

A scoff suddenly echoed through the room.

Martha slowly turned her head.

Her sharp eyes landed on Ava.

Instantly her expression darkened.

"Get out."

Everyone froze.

Martha pointed directly at Ava.

"I said get out!"

Her voice thundered through the room despite her condition.

Ava visibly jumped.

For the first time since arriving she looked genuinely frightened.

Without arguing she hurried out of the ward.

The room became quieter afterward.

Now only James, Madison, Thomas and Luna remained.

Martha’s expression softened when she looked at Luna.

Her treasure.

Her favorite granddaughter.

"You’re stronger than you think."

Luna looked up.

Martha smiled weakly.

"I know because you’re the one who resembles me the most."

A coughing fit suddenly interrupted her.

Blood stained the corner of her lips.

Luna panicked immediately.

"Grandma!"

But Martha waved her off.

"This is only a setback."

She coughed again.

"You are stronger than this."

Then she reached behind her bed.

Slowly.

Carefully.

And brought out a beautiful box.

The moment it opened, everyone in the room gasped.

Even Luna blinked.

Inside rested an exquisite diamond necklace.

The jewels sparkled brilliantly beneath the hospital lights.

Madison nearly stumbled forward.

"That’s a Divine Necklace!"

Her voice trembled.

"That’s not an ordinary treasure!"

The greed in her eyes became obvious.

Unfortunately for her, Martha noticed.

"Don’t."

The old woman’s voice became sharp.

Madison froze.

Martha pointed at her.

"This belongs to Luna."

Then she smirked.

"And not some conniving wrench like you."

Madison’s face instantly turned ugly.

But she couldn’t argue.

Not while Martha was still alive.

Luna accepted the necklace carefully.

Unlike before, she now knew exactly what this item was.

In her previous life she had stupidly handed it to Ava.

Thinking it was merely an expensive heirloom.

What an idiot she had been.

Looking back now made her want to scream.

"I love it, Grandma."

Luna smiled genuinely.

"It’s beautiful."

Without hesitation she put it around her neck.

The instant the necklace touched her skin, something happened.

A strange force slammed into her mind.

Her vision blurred.

Pain exploded inside her skull.

For a second it felt as though her head was splitting apart.

Then the sensation vanished.

Just as suddenly as it came.

Luna froze.

What was that?

Before she could investigate, Martha pushed another document toward her.

"Sign."

Luna glanced at the papers.

Inheritance documents.

Everything was exactly as before.

Without hesitation she signed.

This time she knew what she was accepting.

And unlike her previous life, she intended to use every cent.

The apocalypse was coming.

Money would soon become worthless.

But right now?

Money was power.

Money was food.

Money was survival.

James immediately exploded.

"This isn’t right!"

His face reddened.

"She’s a girl! She’s still a child! The company will collapse under her leadership!"

The bitterness in his voice was impossible to miss.

Martha smirked.

The expression alone nearly gave him a heart attack.

"Good."

James looked horrified.

Martha continued.

"Then go fuck yourself."

Luna almost laughed.

Even dying, her grandmother remained savage.

The documents were completed shortly afterward.

Luna squeezed Martha’s hand.

"I won’t disappoint you."

Her voice softened.

"And thank you for believing in me."

For a moment Martha simply smiled.

Then Luna excused herself.

She needed a moment alone.

Her thoughts were becoming chaotic.

Making her way toward the restroom, she entered one of the empty stalls.

The moment the door closed, the headache returned.

Worse than before.

Much worse.

Luna staggered.

Her vision blurred.

Then she accidentally slammed her head against the wall.

"Ow!"

Blood trickled down her forehead.

A few drops landed on the necklace.

Immediately the Divine Necklace reacted.

A crimson glow erupted from the jewel.

The light expanded rapidly.

Before Luna could react, it swallowed her completely.

Everything turned red.

Then black.

The next second she appeared somewhere else.

Luna’s jaw dropped.

A supermarket.

A gigantic supermarket.

"....Oh fuck."

That was all she could say.

Shelves stretched endlessly into the distance.

The sheer size was unbelievable.

To make sure she wasn’t dreaming, Luna pinched herself.

Hard.

Pain shot through her arm.

Nothing changed.

She was still there.

Around her were countless shelves.

Most of them empty.

However some contained supplies.

Seeds.

Food.

Medicine.

Tools.

Weapons.

Not much.

But enough.

Recognition immediately struck her.

"This..."

Her breathing quickened.

"This is it."

This was the supermarket Ava had used.

The one that allowed them to survive.

The one that became their sanctuary during the apocalypse.

Back then Luna had watched supplies appear endlessly.

Food stacked to impossible heights.

Enough to sustain people for years.

Now she understood why.

Food was everything during the apocalypse.

Money lost value.

Gold lost value.

Luxury lost value.

Food became king.

And this supermarket could produce it.

No one knew about this place.

No one would know.

Not Simon.

Not Ava.

Not her family.

Nobody.

In her previous life nobody helped her.

Nobody saved her.

Nobody cared.

So this time she would live for herself.

Stockpile resources.

Build shelters.

Survive.

A huge countdown suddenly caught her attention.

30:35:45

Luna stared.

Then froze.

Cold sweat covered her back.

"No..."

Her voice cracked.

That wasn’t years.

That wasn’t months.

That was days.

Thirty days.

The apocalypse would arrive in thirty days.

She barely had time.

"How am I supposed to prepare?"

Panic surged through her.

Then suddenly a mechanical voice echoed inside her head.

[Infinite Supermarket System Activated.]

[Welcome Back, Host.]

Luna froze.

The voice continued.

[Beginner Mission: Purchase 100kg of Food Supplies.]

[Reward: 10,000 Apocalypse Coins.]

[You may begin now or anytime you choose.]

[However, remember.]

[Time is ticking.]

Silence returned.

The next second Luna found herself back inside the restroom.

Her heart pounded violently.

Her breathing became uneven.

The fucking system.

Also the supermarket.

And the countdown.

Everything was real.

This wasn’t merely a second chance.

It was a blessing.

And she absolutely refused to waste it.

Any distractions?

They could go straight to hell.

Her focus now was survival.

Only survival.

Then another realization hit her.

Luna blinked.

Wait.

The mission wanted one hundred kilograms of food.

She stared into space.

Then cursed loudly.

"What the actual fuck?"

One hundred kilograms?

Where was she supposed to get enough money for that?

Sure she had inherited everything.

But accessing large amounts of money wouldn’t happen overnight.

And her family definitely wouldn’t let her spend huge sums without questioning her.

The thought alone irritated her.

Then Luna suddenly smiled.

A very dangerous smile.

You know what?

Fuck them.

If the world was ending in thirty days, she wasn’t asking anyone for permission.