Apocalypse: After Being Reborn, I Stocked Up on All Supplies

Not far away in the flowerbed, there lay a dead cat.

From its fur color and the dirt on its body, it appeared to be a stray cat.

Under the scorching sunlight, the scalp felt burning even through the hat and hair.

Jiang Yan dared not linger and quickly walked toward Building A.

After noon, the alarm system of the smart home app on her mobile phone had not rung again.

Jiang Yan guessed that He Chunmei probably didn't dare to provoke her for the time being, so she didn't think much about it and went straight into the elevator with her things.

When the elevator door opened on the 32nd floor, Jiang Yan had only taken a few steps out when she saw a bizarre scene that she would never forget.

About a dozen people—men, women, the elderly, the young, and the pregnant—filled the narrow corridor leading to her door, jam-packed.

As if on cue, the moment they saw her figure emerge from around the elevator corner, all their gazes "swooshed" toward her.

In those eyes, there was hopefulness, flattery, hostility, disdain, bitterness, as well as caution and vigilance...

"..." Jiang Yan's gaze froze for a moment, but upon seeing He Chunmei and Zhang Qiqi standing in front of the crowd, she understood in a second.

The two of them really were birds of a feather!

Jiang Yan couldn't help but take in a breath of cold air.

No.

To be precise, it was a breath of stiflingly hot air, over fifty degrees Celsius.

The gasp was not because she was shocked by the number of people, but to suppress the anger that made her want to go forward and give Zhang Qiqi a beating.

"You're back, little sister~ I heard that you have two large air conditioners installed in your home, and everyone is wondering if they can stay at your place for a couple of days?" He Chunmei smiled and was the first to speak.

She'd been bad-mouthing Jiang Yan behind her back not long ago, plus she was still shaken by the electric shock, and her heart was filled with hatred toward Jiang Yan.

But now that Jiang Yan had just returned, it wouldn't be right for her to start with harsh words right away.

After all, there were other neighbors watching.

If Jiang Yan, seeing so many people, agreed to let them into her house to enjoy the air conditioning, and she foolishly offended others, it would be a loss not worth the gain, benefiting others instead.

If Jiang Yan disagreed, then He Chunmei would have a pretext to call everyone to act after trying diplomacy first.

Jiang Yan ignored her words, stopped in her tracks, and swept a cold glance over the crowd, demanding in a questioned tone:

"I want to return to my own home, are you sure you want to keep blocking the way here?!"

She wore sunglasses, so naturally, people could not see her expression, but they could hear her voice, which was cold and carried a strong oppressive force.

The crowd was taken aback and simultaneously turned their gazes toward He Chunmei and Zhang Qiqi, who were leading.

As soon as Zhang Qiqi heard Jiang Yan's voice, she felt a tremor in her heart: This voice, why does it sound so familiar?! And this figure, this nose, this chin... they look exactly like that bitch Jiang Yan!

Before Mother Jiang was killed, she had seen Jiang Yan a few times from a close distance, secretly arranged by Song Deming.

However, Jiang Yan and her mother were kept in the dark, having no idea of Zhang Qiqi's existence even as they passed by each other.

Additionally, Jiang Yan was also somewhat of a public figure, as well as an internet celebrity.

Zhang Qiqi, in order to thoroughly understand the background of Mother Jiang and her, had been following her with a burner account, being a genuine hater.

But she quickly convinced herself.

A runaway billionaire heiress worth several billion wouldn't possibly live in this type of old residential area, right?!

Thinking this, Zhang Qiqi smiled and offered:

"Little sister, how about this, we come up with a price, and the people who stay temporarily at your place will pay you according to a certain standard. The hotels with air conditioning are also raising prices now, we can go by that. How about five hundred per person per day, is that enough?"

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone was instantly dumbfounded: Five hundred, are they robbing us?!

This Zhang Qiqi, has she suddenly gone mad?

Why is this different from what everyone had agreed upon just now?

He Chunmei also couldn't help but give her a look: This girl, it seems, was being too cunning by far.

The crowd didn't know that this was just a little trick by Zhang Qiqi intending to provoke everyone's indignation.

Also, she actually didn't want to crowd in with those old men and women.

By proposing a higher standard, fewer people would agree to come in, and she and her son could live more comfortably.

"Xiao Fei, quickly persuade the pretty sister," Zhang Qiqi said, not forgetting to gently pat her son Song Xiaofei's shoulder.

Song Xiaofei glanced at Jiang Yan and was just about to step forward when he saw her turn around, walk back to the elevator, and swiftly press the elevator button.

In their residential high-rise, if no one took the elevator after it reached the top floor, it would temporarily stop there.

Jiang Yan entered the elevator and pressed the close door button and the first-floor button with her hand.

The crowd watched her retreating figure, speechless for a second: "She's just leaving???"

He Chunmei sneered: "Don't worry, she will come back sooner or later!"

After saying that, she pulled Zhang Qiqi to the window and stared fixedly at the garden below.

"When you see the elevator light coming up on your side, call us!"

"Okay!"

On the other hand, Jiang Yan quickly reached the first floor.

But she didn't exit through the building entrance; instead, she swiftly ducked into the stairwell.

In just tens of seconds, she had figured out her strategy.

Calling the police in that kind of situation was obviously unrealistic since the police stations were all swamped and lines were busy at the moment.

Forcing her way back home was also not realistic.

There were all sorts of weapons in Space, but it wasn't truly the apocalypse yet, so she couldn't just take out a machine gun and go biubiubiu.

Additionally, although Space had enhanced her body in various ways, the other party had strength in numbers.

It's hard to fend off many with just two fists, and she couldn't be sure she would win.

In Space, there was also a newly acquired jet flight suit.

The flight suit, something she saw while watching Bear Grylls' outdoor survival show.

With a full tank, it could fly for eight to ten minutes and reach a maximum height of one thousand eight hundred meters.

She could easily find a place to rest and sneak back into her home through the window without anyone noticing at night.

After all, she could open the window from the smart home system.

However, choosing to escape was a poor strategy right now.

The kind are taken advantage of, and the polite are ridden like horses.

If people thought she was scared and backing down, then such occurrences would never end and would only get worse.

She had to show them a lesson so they would learn their place!

Of course, that Zhang Qiqi who had come knocking on her door asking for trouble had to be dealt with first.

Jiang Yan looked around, making sure nobody was approaching, and with a thought, took out a powerful lithium battery-powered electric saw from Space.

That electric saw had a blade one and a half meters long and was very powerful.

Of course, it was also heavy, weighing nearly eight kilograms.

She pressed the switch lightly, and the shiny saw blade began to rotate at high speed, its piercing roar "buzzing" into life.

Jiang Yan was quite satisfied with this intimidating effect.

Her lips curved slightly as she carried this "mighty" saw and climbed the stairs.

Seeing the elevator move from the first floor slowly towards the thirty-second floor, Song Xiaofei called out excitedly:

"Mom, that sister seems to be coming up again!"