Trama

While everyone else in the zombie apocalypse can only gnaw on moldy bread crumbs, I can travel back and forth between the wasteland and the modern world. Opening a convenience store in the apocalypse? You bet! Cakes, instant noodles—everything in the store is just 100 grams of gold a piece! Whether you're a wandering refugee or an apocalyptic warlord, just bring me your gold!