Just as Bai Yaoyao finished recording the important dates and events from her memories, Fatty arrived.
“Sis Yao, come quick! Eat it while it’s hot!”
Watching the large, meaty figure stride over briskly, Bai Yaoyao felt particularly cheerful. Fatty appeared honest and simple on the surface but was actually the most cunning and self-preserving person. Remembering how he had been sliced to pieces saving her in her previous life, her heart ached intensely.
Although Fatty was overweight, his martial skills were excellent—he was an agile heavy-set man. He had also awakened both Earth-type and Metal-type Abilities, making his defenses nearly invincible and his offensive power quite formidable. He was the team’s sturdy frontline, capable of both taking hits and dealing damage.
Bai Yaoyao deftly took the lobster and, without a word, started eating immediately. After ten years in the apocalypse, not only were delicacies like lobster a rarity, but even a warm meal was a luxury.
This time, with her space ability acquired early, she needed to plan carefully to get some money and stock up on supplies.
Bai Yaoyao devoured a lobster as large as a child’s arm in just a few bites, startling Fatty.
“Sis Yao, what’s going on with you? This…”
Bai Yaoyao smiled, then directly stored the half-eaten lobster into her space. After pausing for two seconds, she took it out again, then finally put it back into her space.
Seeing this, Fatty instantly stood up.
After staring blankly for a few seconds, he snapped back to reality, his usual honest and simple expression gone. He went on high alert, quickly scanning the room.
Only after confirming no one else was around did he return to Bai Yaoyao and say, “I’m going to find Peiqi now to hypnotize me and make me forget today’s events. The fewer people who know about this, the safer you’ll be. Ideally, no one should know. I don’t want to know what kind of strange encounter you’ve had; I just want you safe.”
After speaking, he gave Bai Yaoyao a worried glance, muttering to himself, “This silly girl is such a handful,” and turned to leave.
“Fatty, come back. You’ll find out sooner or later. We’re running out of time,” Bai Yaoyao said.
Fatty halted, hesitated for a long moment, then stomped his foot and turned back. “Oh, my Sis Yao, what in the world is going on?”
Bai Yaoyao sucked on her fingers and laughed. “Haha, I thought you weren’t curious!”
“How could I not be curious? I’m dying of curiosity! What is this…”
Before Fatty could finish, Bai Yaoyao cut him off, speaking seriously. “Fatty, aside from Master, you’re the person I trust most in this world. What I’m about to say might be hard to believe, but it’s true.”
“The apocalypse will arrive in three months. Many people will turn into zombies, including Lulu and Chen Xuan. The rest of us awakened abilities. We struggled for ten years in the apocalypse, facing countless zombies and endless Mutated Beasts. In the end, we failed while fighting the boss, and we all died. I’ve been reborn to today. What you just saw is my ability—space ability.”
Fatty’s narrow eyes widened like small copper bells. He leaned back on the sofa, at a loss for words for a long while.
“Sis Yao, which of us died first?”
“You did, saving me,” Bai Yaoyao replied.
“Hmm, acted like a true man. Didn’t betray Master’s final wish.” Fatty took a deep breath.
Bai Yaoyao did the same, relieved that Fatty hadn’t dismissed her as insane.
Suddenly, Fatty stood up, touched Bai Yaoyao’s forehead, placed a hand on his hip, and asked:
“How many is this?”
“One.”
“How many is this?”
“Two.”
“What’s one plus one?”
Bai Yaoyao: ╯﹏╰
“Fatty, I’m telling the truth,” Bai Yaoyao said, massaging her temples.
“Sigh, I wish it weren’t true. Maybe you’re just drunk or have a fever. Tell me what you need me to do. I currently have 360 million in liquid funds, and my movable and immovable assets combined are worth about 80 million more. I’ll liquidate them as soon as possible and transfer everything to your account.”
Fatty laid all his cards on the table.
Bai Yaoyao gave him a thumbs-up and said, “I don’t plan to tell anyone else about this. Let’s keep it between us to avoid any butterfly effects. We’ll gather the others when the time is right. We’ll split up. You’re familiar with weapons, so don’t transfer the money to me—use it all to buy weapons. Skip the small-caliber stuff; it’s useless against zombies. Focus on heavy machine guns, sniper rifles, bombs, and the like. Get as many as possible, and the more powerful, the better.”
“No problem. I’ll set off now. I’ll probably need to hit up several places. Do you need medical supplies? If so, leave it to me—I have connections,” Fatty agreed without hesitation.
“Yes, we’ll need them. These are critical resources in the apocalypse. Even if we don’t use them ourselves, we can trade them to bases for points and Crystals. China has the most stable order of any country in the world. I’ve worked with their officials before—they’re completely reliable. We need to return to China before the apocalypse hits,” Bai Yaoyao revealed her plan to Fatty.
“Got it, Sis Yao. I’m off!”
“Alright, stay safe. See you later!”
…
After Fatty left, Bai Yaoyao took out her phone to tally all her assets.
Her Swiss bank account held $500 million left to her by her master.
Her personal account had over 800 million Chinese yuan. It seemed like a lot, but money, no matter how much, never lasted long.
After a moment’s hesitation, she made a call.
“Hey there, beautiful assassin! What brings you to call me? Feel like grabbing a meal with this handsome guy?”
“I’ll take the job you mentioned last time,” Bai Yaoyao cut straight to the point, ignoring his playful tone.
“Hahaha, straight to business! I’ll transfer 100 million as a deposit as soon as we hang up. Once the target is dead, 500 million goes straight to your account.”
“Deal.”
Within five minutes of ending the call, she received a notification for a 100 million yuan transfer.
“Wang Fugui, male, naive but loaded, patriotic.”
This was the client information stored in Bai Yaoyao’s phone contacts. They had worked together once before. He was the only son of the Wang family in China—mediocre at making money but exceptional at spending it.
He had paid a fortune to get her contact details and hired her to assassinate Sato Shinichi, the biggest entrepreneur in Japan, simply because the man had publicly declared that China would never surpass the great Japanese Empire.
Bai Yaoyao had been recovering from injuries after her last mission at the time, so she said she’d think about it.
Now, with her spatial ability, even though she couldn’t use offensive powers yet, her safety was guaranteed. She didn’t want to pass up such a lucrative opportunity.
Once decided, she booked a flight to Japan. While carrying out the assassination, she planned to stock up on supplies there first.
In her previous life, she had heard from officials that Japan was practically wiped out early in the apocalypse. Surrounded by sea, with seawater backflow from torrential rains and two major earthquakes, ordinary people had no means of self-preservation.
Going over to harvest a batch for myself isn’t too much to ask, right?
Rather than letting a nation’s supplies go to waste, it’s better for me to collect them. This way, I won’t need to hoard as much after returning to China, nor will I have to raid supermarkets and compete with ordinary people for daily necessities. The more people survive, the greater our hope.
Ending the apocalypse is absolutely not something one person can accomplish alone.