In the apocalypse, where danger lurked everywhere and even survival could not be guaranteed, no one cared about women’s feelings.
Because in most people’s eyes, women were weak—burdens who dragged others down.
Even when some women gathered the courage to pick up a knife and fight against zombies…
This was not a time of resisting foreign invasion. This was a global mutation. The enemies were zombies and mutated creatures.
Many people had no confidence in returning to peaceful times. They no longer showed courtesy. Even if women were not dragging anyone down, they simply didn’t care about concerns they would never have to face.
Even more, in various apocalypse novels, women were often treated like commodities—bought, sold, and traded.
Some even chose to attach themselves to others willingly.
But in reality, it wasn’t only women who depended on others.
Nan Fei often wondered: if she were in the apocalypse, what would she do?
Would she rely on her special abilities to survive comfortably as a strong individual?
Or would she extend her hand, help others within her ability, and let them stand up to face hardship bravely?
Now, she truly was in the apocalypse.
Yet she couldn’t even guarantee her own safety.
Those few steps toward sanitary pads made her think a lot—so much that her thoughts drifted far away from her original simple intention of collecting personal hygiene supplies for comfort.
But thoughts were just thoughts. Right now, she could only take care of herself.
Her tragic ending still hadn’t changed.
Nan Fei couldn’t help but press down the corners of her lips as she darkened her expression and collected the sanitary products.
She then moved on to toiletries and bath supplies, taking only what she estimated her space could hold.
There was nothing else urgently needed here, so she went to another section—household goods and kitchenware.
Pots, bowls, pans, spatulas, chopsticks, cups—she took a bit of everything.
Slippers, umbrellas, backpacks, and other items were also taken in varying amounts depending on importance.
After finishing, Nan Fei looked at the chaotic supermarket and quickly headed for the exit.
The zombies were still the same zombies. She passed through them smoothly and returned to the escalator area.
Estimating the time, Qin Ze and the others would probably arrive at the supermarket soon.
The scent of her perfume had faded slightly, so Nan Fei sprayed a new layer to avoid being detected after rejoining the group.
After all, she didn’t want anyone to know she had a spatial ability.
The clothes Lin Runxin had left for her were taken out of her space, the perfume placed in a shopping bag, and the dagger was simply inserted at her waist.
After the heavy physical exertion, she was so hungry her stomach ached.
Nan Fei walked a bit away from the escalator and slowly ate a chicken leg.
One chicken leg barely eased her hunger.
Although ability users had increased appetites due to physical enhancement, she couldn’t eat openly since, in others’ eyes, her food had been taken away. So she forced herself to remain hungry.
Feeling bored while waiting, she went into the bathroom, sat on the toilet lid, and sent her consciousness into her space.
The moment she entered, her awareness transformed into a human form.
Since this wasn’t physical entry, Nan Fei felt uneasy and chose the bathroom as cover. Unexpectedly, even inside the space, she could still sense the outside world.
Her lips curled slightly in satisfaction—but her expression froze the moment she saw the villa.
The 10-meter area around the villa was now packed with supplies, stacked nearly up to the second floor.
Inside the villa, things were just as chaotic—items scattered everywhere, with only the living room somewhat usable.
Nan Fei quickly took out the Ruby Space Usage Guide. After learning that she didn’t need physical contact to move items, she finally relaxed.
Following the instructions, she wrapped an item with mental energy and dragged it elsewhere.
A small biscuit slowly lifted into the air, wobbling as it flew toward her designated spot.
Her eyes lit up.
After a few attempts, she quickly became skilled at moving items.
Since there was no furniture except in the living room, she couldn’t organize properly for now, so she simply sorted out pastries from display cases to prevent spoilage.
The rest of the items were still piled up, though her efforts had forced them into the basement and second and third floors.
The area outside the villa was also stacked higher, leaving half the ground space open.
After finishing all this, even though she was only an awareness form inside the space, she felt mentally exhausted.
Not physical fatigue—but mental exhaustion.
Nan Fei left the space, tightened the bathroom door, and closed her eyes to rest.
If Qin Ze and the others went to the supermarket, they wouldn’t leave quickly. She needed to recover her energy first.
Meanwhile, Qin Ze and the others finally cleared the zombies around them. The supermarket’s original appearance was revealed, leaving them stunned.
What should have been a fully stocked, zombie-filled supermarket was now missing shelves and sections everywhere.
On one side, zombie corpses were piled into small hills.
The few remaining zombies wandered aimlessly in the empty store, making the scene feel desolate.
Only a faint scent lingered in the air.
Someone had been here.
That was everyone’s conclusion.
Half an hour later, Nan Fei felt slightly better and left the bathroom, spraying more perfume on herself.
She headed toward the supermarket from the right side.
Because the entrance was some distance from the escalator, she had been able to stay in the supermarket for quite a while.
Zombies had already been cleared by the group ahead of her, leaving corpses scattered along the ground.
Nan Fei stepped over them and gradually saw the entrance.
A familiar sight.
“She’s not dead! Nan Fei is alive!”
A shout rang out—it was Guan Kaiwen.
These past days, although he hadn’t felt much guilt himself, the strange looks from others had made him desperately hope Nan Fei was still alive.
The moment he saw her, his earlier gloom vanished, replaced by excitement.
Everyone looked over. A blurred figure appeared more than a hundred meters away.
Too far to see clearly.
Not wanting to break Guan Kaiwen’s hope, they said nothing and prepared to look away—
“It’s Nan Fei!”
Lin Runxin narrowed his eyes and stepped forward after recognizing her.
The others turned back.
Nan Fei’s figure became clear.
She was alive.
This realization brought joy even to the usually indifferent Yu Hong and Yu Yang brothers.
Nan Fei’s reaction was as expected—after all, her survival meant she had awakened an ability.
She stopped in front of them with a faint smile, no longer as distant as before.
Yu Yang stepped forward curiously. “Nan Fei, what ability did you awaken?”
“Fire type.”
As she spoke, a fireball appeared in her palm.
She could feel its heat, though it was comfortable to her.
But others were different—they wanted to get closer, yet couldn’t withstand the heat.
Seeing this, Nan Fei closed her palm, and the fireball returned into her body.
“Your fireball can be retracted?” Yu Yang asked in surprise.