“Li Sang, I’ve eaten eight bowls of river snail rice noodles in the past three days. My breath smells like river snail noodles. Now, whenever I go out, people cover their noses when they see me. If that hoarding novel protagonist with the spatial dimension you mentioned doesn’t show up soon, I’m going to beat you into a snail.”
A man wearing a loose black hoodie with the words “Serve the Country with Supreme Loyalty” printed on the back was drinking an obscure beverage that came free with yesterday’s noodles. He lowered his voice, directed a threat at the person beside him.
Hearing the man’s words, Li Sang wasn’t afraid at all. Instead, she raised a hand in a “stop” gesture.
“What’s the rush? Didn’t her mother say she went out because she had things to handle?”
If she remembered correctly, the first thing Xu Jiao did after being reborn was to go and divorce that scumbag.
The fact that she had disappeared for three days straight, leaving even the noodle shop for her mother to look after, meant she was definitely handling that matter.
Since Xu Jiao’s husband hadn’t completely squandered the family’s money yet, Xu Jiao needed to divide their marital assets during the divorce.
In the novel, Xu Jiao’s husband had been married to her for three years, during which he had cheated on her with at least eight to ten women. Xu Jiao had been completely in the dark until the apocalypse arrived and everyone started looking out for themselves. Only then did she realize what a piece of trash her husband truly was.
In order to survive with his mistress, he had completely ignored Xu Jiao’s life or death, snatched her remaining supplies, and left her to starve to death just one week after the apocalypse began!
After her rebirth, she awakened a spatial dimension capable of storing all things. No matter what it was, it could be placed inside, and once an item entered the space, time was frozen, ensuring it would never rot.
Such a skill was practically god-tier in the apocalypse.
What was the difference between that and carrying a portable Earth!
Having started over with one month left before the apocalypse, her first priority was to divorce that trash Liu Cheng, then use all her assets to purchase supplies to ensure she wouldn’t starve once the world ended.
Then, she would turn her home into an impregnable fortress so that zombies would have no chance of breaking in.
As for that disgusting guy Liu Cheng, she would definitely be the first one to kill him after the apocalypse arrived!
By then, order would collapse, and the state would be unable to punish her using the law. She would succeed!
During the three days since her rebirth, she hadn’t just handled the divorce. She had also used all the assets she received from the settlement to purchase a massive amount of supplies, all of which were stockpiled in her space.
To avoid drawing attention, Xu Jiao chose to shop online.
However, to get the items faster, she bought from the fresh food section of online supermarkets.
They would arrive the next day.
She was also clever enough to select multiple different self-pickup points.
Unfortunately for her, she had no idea that someone was currently watching her.
“How many trips has this been for her?”
“The fifth trip, I think? She’s bought fifty bags of rice. Something is definitely wrong; that girl was actually right.”
“She’s still not done. Just how much did she buy?”
A man and a woman dressed in plain clothes stood at an inconspicuous corner, staring intently at Xu Jiao, who was still in a state of excitement in the distance.
Hearing her colleague’s confusion, the woman immediately pulled out her phone.
“She probably bought a lot. The boss and that girl named Li Sang are still at the noodle shop. Let’s have them come over.”
Lately, the boss had eaten so much river snail rice noodles that he was practically marinated in the smell. she could hardly stand it anymore.
The man had no objections and nodded. “Alright.”
Just as he finished his obscure little drink, the phone in the man’s pocket rang.
It buzzed incessantly.
Not many people knew his number, and only a few would call him. The man didn’t waste a moment, pulling the phone from his pocket to answer. “Hello, what’s the situation on your end?”
The caller was his subordinate, Ling Lan.
He had assigned her to keep an eye on the house where Xu Jiao was currently living.
On the other end of the line, the message was brief and to the point: “Boss, there’s something wrong with Xu Jiao.”
The man’s casual expression instantly turned serious, and his voice dropped. “Speak.”
Seeing this, Li Sang leaned toward the man, openly eavesdropping on the conversation.
“Qi Yan and I didn’t see Xu Jiao for the past two days, but she appeared today. As of now, she has purchased sixty bags of rice and thirty barrels of cooking oil. She is still moving more in right now.”
Hearing this, the man’s pupils contracted slightly, and he looked up at Li Sang.
He met Li Sang’s “I told you so” expression.
The call was quickly hung up. Before the man could speak, Li Sang beat him to it: “Captain Jiang, I’m reliable.”
Jiang Tai’an looked at her and gave a cold snort. “Let’s go. To Xu Jiao’s house.”
The reason Li Sang was here working with Jiang Tai’an’s team to catch someone was because she was the one who leaked the information about Xu Jiao having a spatial dimension.
Yes, she was the whistleblower.
The reason she knew all this so clearly was because this was a world formed by the merging of several post-apocalyptic novels.
She had transmigrated into this world and become a part of it.
She didn’t transmigrate as a protagonist, nor did she have any connection to the protagonists of the various books.
The author had described her with only one sentence:
“Tens of millions of people died in the early stages of the apocalypse…”
She was one of those tens of millions.
Indeed, if she didn’t work hard and strive, she would die right at the start.
Dead as a doornail.
She absolutely could not allow that!
Fortunately, it wasn’t all bad news. The only good news was that she had read all the books and knew exactly who had the ultimate “cheats,” who were the truly good people, and whose “thighs” were the sturdiest to cling to.
In Li Sang’s original plan, she had wanted to find a few protagonists to latch onto as an “angel investor.”
But before she could act, she changed her mind.
Because she saw the fluttering red flag—the national flag representing the State.
The original idea of clinging to a protagonist’s “thigh” vanished the moment she saw that flag.
Whose “thigh” could possibly be thicker than the State’s?
No one’s. Absolutely no one’s.
And so, Li Sang changed her plan.
She resolutely threw herself into the embrace of the State.
Looking at Jiang Tai’an’s broad back ahead of her, Li Sang slowly looked away and stared up at the sky.
Jiang Tai’an was a national security operative, specifically responsible for handling certain important tasks.
Li Sang didn’t know the specifics of his job, only that Jiang Tai’an held a high rank.
Admittedly, her plan had been a success.
Otherwise, the State wouldn’t have dispatched Jiang Tai’an to cooperate with her work.
It was just that…
“Captain Jiang, I’ll let it slide that you’re using a motorcycle for a mission, but what’s the deal with not bringing an extra helmet when you knew I’d be riding on the back?”
Hearing Li Sang’s words, Jiang Tai’an let out a small “tsk.” “Buy one yourself.”
“…”
Fine, fine. When she saw Uncle Lin, she would definitely file a complaint against him.
Uncle Lin outranked Jiang Tai’an by two levels and believed Li Sang’s words without a doubt. He was the main reason Jiang Tai’an was cooperating with her.
“We’re here.”
Jiang Tai’an saw his subordinates from a distance. He parked the bike about a hundred meters away and led Li Sang over to Ling Lan. “What’s the status?”
Hearing the question, Ling Lan’s expression was a bit hard to describe. “She has already stockpiled a hundred bags of rice, fifty barrels of oil, and at least dozens of crates of clothing.”
At that last sentence, Li Sang subconsciously blurted out, “Holy crap, she’s bought enough clothes for my entire lifetime.”
“…”