Jiang Lang stretched lazily.
After buying supplies all day long, she was exhausted.
She drove to the warehouse, where Jiang Gan was already waiting nearby.
“Sis, see this?”
Jiang Gan pointed proudly at the warehouse behind him, his face full of smug satisfaction.
Jiang Lang followed his gaze.
The massive warehouse was already packed to the brim, with supplies even spilling outside.
“Not bad!”
She rubbed her younger brother’s head before walking inside and looking around.
“No people? No surveillance cameras?”
Jiang Gan nodded and lowered his voice.
“I already checked everything.”
The moment Jiang Lang touched the supplies, half the goods inside the warehouse vanished into thin air.
“Amazing!”
Jiang Lang said, “Let’s only store half for now. My space is still limited. We should save room for the more important supplies later, and if the warehouse suddenly becomes empty, people will get suspicious.”
Soon, the supplies Jiang Lang had ordered also began arriving one after another.
Jiang Gan blinked.
“What’s that noise?”
Grunting and squealing sounds filled the air noisily.
“Chickens, ducks, geese, pigs, sheep…”
Jiang Gan sucked in a cold breath and widened his eyes.
“Sis, are you trying to open a livestock farm?”
Just then, some of the movers looked over, so Jiang Lang casually replied,
“Of course. I’m going to build the biggest farm possible.”
“Cock-a-doodle-doo~~~”
Jiang Gan instantly shrank back.
“…Why are there roosters too?”
When he was little, Jiang Gan had once been chased by a rooster.
That crazy bird had pecked holes into the tops of his feet several times in a row.
Ever since then, he’d been traumatized by roosters.
Jiang Lang laughed happily.
“Relax. I only bought five roosters. They won’t threaten you.”
She had only bought a few live animals of each kind.
There was no helping it—she really didn’t want to raise livestock herself. Even if there were only a few of each species, feeding them would still be troublesome.
Jiang Gan: “…”
“If they dare peck my little brother, I’ll slaughter them and make soup!”
Jiang Gan: “…”
It sounded loving somehow, but also strangely unsettling.
“How is it?”
“…Big Sis treats me the best.”
Several warehouses were filled with supplies.
After all the movers left, Jiang Lang stored most of the supplies into her space with a wave of her hand.
The previously empty space instantly became lively and crowded, occupying about one-eighth of the available area.
The moment they got home, Zhang Li called again.
Jiang Lang pursed her lips and instinctively declined the call, slipping the phone behind her back.
“Sis, who’s calling?” her brother asked curiously.
Jiang Lang replied casually, “Nothing. Just a sales call. I’m going back to my room.”
The ringtone sounded again.
After closing the door, Jiang Lang answered the call.
“Hello.”
“What do we do? What do we do?! Her dad has already started investigating! He’s going to trace it back to us soon!”
Jiang Lang asked coldly, “Is Li Mei dead yet?”
Zhang Li froze before replying,
“No, but she was seriously injured. She won’t recover without at least half a year of treatment.”
“That’s good.”
The corners of Jiang Lang’s lips lifted slightly.
She hoped Li Mei would survive long enough to witness the apocalypse and die an even more miserable death.
“How is that good?! We’ll die before she does! They already figured out that the attacker was a young woman! Everyone who drank with her that night has been secretly dealt with one by one! Her dad is taking it out on everyone!”
Jiang Lang seemed completely unaffected by Zhang Li’s despair.
Her tone remained low and indifferent.
“So what? If you don’t say anything, who would know? If you want to stay alive, keep your mouth shut.”
After hanging up, Jiang Lang let out a deep breath.
If you do something, sooner or later someone will find out.
She had never placed her hopes on other people anyway.
…
The next day.
“Today let’s stock up on clothes!”
Jiang Gan originally planned to order ordinary daily clothes for the family online for the next few months, then buy large quantities of fabric directly from factories.
He also intended to buy a few tailoring books so that when they had time in the future, they could learn sewing and make clothes themselves.
“I was thinking the same thing. Let’s go to the World Trade Building.”
Jiang Gan raised an eyebrow.
“The World Trade Building?”
Even an idiot would know they needed to stockpile large quantities of clothes and fabric, not buy flashy luxury goods.
“Yeah. We should still buy some higher-quality stuff. It’s May right now, so winter coats will definitely be cheap.”
Still, what did that have to do with the World Trade Building?
The siblings drove a large van there.
10:05 AM.
Jiang Lang glanced at her phone and entered an ordinary clothing store.
Although most shops here sold luxury goods, there were still regular stores too.
Besides, in the apocalypse, the simpler and duller the clothes were, the better.
Black shirts, gray T-shirts, pale green jackets, light gray pants—
The store mainly carried black and gray tones.
She bought all the clothes in bulk.
Most importantly, she bought every thick winter coat the store had in storage.
Because she purchased so much, the owner happily gave her a discounted friendship price.
Jiang Lang checked her phone again.
10:15 AM.
After tossing several bags of clothes into the van, Jiang Gan said,
“Sis, let’s check upstairs.”
“You go first. We’ll split up.”
Seeing his sister glance at the time again, Jiang Gan became suspicious.
Why was she checking her phone so often today?
Jiang Lang walked toward the central street area of the World Trade Building while memories from her previous life continuously surfaced in her mind.
10:30 AM.
Exactly 10:30.
No one had expected that a crazed car would suddenly charge into the area and kill a little girl.
That little girl happened to be the youngest granddaughter of the retired chairman of the nationally famous Rong Corporation.
Old Master Rong was no ordinary man.
Back in the day, he had risen through the underworld. Whether in legal or illegal circles, many influential figures had received favors from him. People feared him like mice feared cats.
The current head of the Rong family, President Rong, was Old Master Rong’s eldest son.
His abilities were formidable, fully worthy of his father’s reputation.
And the Rong family was famously loyal to those who helped them.
In her previous life, this incident had been widely reported.
The little girl had been out shopping with relatives. Her relative left briefly to handle something, only for the child to lose her life.
Jiang Lang knew the exact accident location, the route of the speeding car, and even what the little girl looked like.
A glint flashed through Jiang Lang’s eyes.
Saving the child would be simple.
As long as she found the girl, stayed by her side, and paid close attention to the surroundings, they could perfectly avoid the danger.
10:29 AM.
A car suddenly burst out from the intersection ahead without slowing down in the slightest.
Nearby pedestrians instantly panicked and began shouting.
“The car’s out of control!”
“Move! Get out of the way!”
Within seconds—
The vehicle sped directly toward Jiang Lang.
Straight toward her.
Because the little girl destined for the accident was standing right beside her now.
What a coincidence.
The car was moving incredibly fast.
Jiang Lang quickly picked up the completely frozen little girl, stepped onto a raised flowerbed, and rolled inward with her.
“Little sister, are you okay?”
Jiang Lang pulled the child out of the flowerbed.
The little girl burst into tears from fright, crying as she shook her head.
She only had some minor scrapes and scratches on her arm.
Nothing serious.
The car continued driving forward for a short distance.
Originally, it was about to crash into a streetlamp—
But suddenly, it turned sharply and charged straight at Jiang Lang again.
Jiang Lang’s pupils contracted violently as she sucked in a cold breath.
Provided by Qing Youyou’s Apocalyptic Natural Disasters: After Rebirth, Hoarding Billions of Supplies to Win While Lying Flat