In the apocalypse, when everyone else fights over moldy bread crumbs to survive, I hold the secret to travel between the modern world and the apocalypse. So I open an apocalypse convenience store to sell cakes, instant noodles, snacks, etc. All priced at 100 grams of gold per item! Whether you’re a desperate refugee or a powerful apocalypse tyrant—if you want safe, warm food, bring me gold! In this apocalypse, I decide who lives and who survives!