After sending off Xie Yanhan, Jiang Sui immediately returned to the villa and started frantically moving things.
Over the past two days, she had observed that during the day only the housemaids were at the villa. Although they looked down on her, they had no authority to interfere. So she moved things without restraint—trunks, back seats, even the passenger seat were all crammed full of supplies.
Last night, Jiang Sui had carefully done the math. Staple survival goods like rice, flour, and cooking oil were not expensive right now. In contrast, essentials like thick winter clothes, quilts, and bedding were actually much more costly. So half of her car was filled with these items, while the other half was stuffed with expensive ham, bird’s nest, and high-end liquor and cigarettes.
These things wouldn’t be useful in the apocalypse—but they could be sold. And they were worth far more than basic food supplies.
Her frantic “shopping spree” shocked the housemaid, who couldn’t stop her and could only report her, saying she had gone crazy and was emptying out the villa.
Shortly after, Jiang Sui received a call from Luo Dongxiang.
She didn’t answer, hung up, and said to the maids, “I’m leaving. Bye everyone.”
Then she floored the accelerator and drove out of the villa.
South City was over 500 kilometers from Heavy City—it would take six to seven hours by car. Jiang Sui had never driven such a long distance alone before, but it didn’t affect her excitement at all.
Although the apocalypse was coming, she could prepare in advance. That alone filled her with motivation, even a faint, almost naive anticipation.
She had never personally experienced the apocalypse. Her worst memory was only being dragged by the hair and forced to witness bloody corpses in front of the big villain.
She knew that once the apocalypse came in this world, mutated pollution creatures would appear everywhere, order would collapse, and human nature would deteriorate—no more peace or happiness.
But she had no real sense of it. To her, the approaching apocalypse felt more like an adventure filled with fantasy elements.
After all, she had already died once. Every day she was living now was a bonus.
Even if she died in the apocalypse later, she wouldn’t resent it.
Jiang Sui first sold the luxury ham, bird’s nest, and fine alcohol in the city center—and shockingly, they fetched nearly a hundred thousand yuan.
Nice, she made money again!
After that, she drove intermittently, resting along the way and charging her car. The journey was long, and by midnight she still hadn’t reached the orchard left by her grandparents.
She entered a small town a few kilometers away from the orchard and decided to stay in a hotel.
The orchard was in the mountains, long abandoned and extremely desolate. Even if she arrived at night, she wouldn’t be able to stay there.
Exhausted, she fell asleep immediately. The next morning, she woke up and left without lingering. After washing her face, she checked out and left the hotel.
She bought some ready-to-eat food and long-lasting dry rations in the town, then drove up the mountain to the orchard.
The abandoned orchard was messy and overgrown. The orange and tangerine trees planted long ago were short and withered, surrounded by weeds fighting for nutrients. Even the paths were completely swallowed by grass.
Jiang Sui drove straight through the overgrowth.
At the center of the orchard stood a two-story building left by her grandfather—short, made of concrete, gray and slightly blackened, with moss growing on the walls, but still very sturdy.
There were also two underground storage areas here: one inside the house and one beneath the warehouse next to it.
The wooden door of the house was heavily decayed. Jiang Sui kicked it open easily. A wave of musty dust hit her face.
Inside was thick dust, rotten debris everywhere, fallen furniture covered in spider webs. Apart from the concrete stairs and walls, everything else was in ruins.
The only good thing was that water and electricity still worked.
Taking a deep breath, she said, “Alright, time to get to work.”
She took out her phone and started making calls.
She had already selected cleaning and construction teams online. Since she planned to survive the early apocalypse here, she didn’t dare hire nearby villagers who might know too much about the property. Instead, she spent extra money to hire people from dozens of kilometers away.
After arranging everything, she walked into the warehouse.
The warehouse was a temporary stone structure, partially collapsed. The rolling door had been pried open, leaving a hole.
Inside were rotten miscellaneous items, thick dust and mold making it hard to breathe. She put on a mask and started clearing debris.
Finally, beneath a torn plastic sheet, she found the entrance to the cellar.
The stairs inside were deep and pitch black. Her phone light only illuminated a small portion. The rest was terrifying darkness.
After mentally preparing herself, she slowly went down.
A cold air rose from below—it felt like a natural refrigerator.
The cellar was surprisingly clean and empty, except for a few dusty bamboo baskets in the corner. The space was small, about a dozen square meters.
But it was enough to store supplies.
There was also a second underground room in the house above, about twenty square meters. Together, they would be more than enough to survive the early apocalypse.
She wouldn’t stay here alone forever. In the early apocalypse, the protagonist’s team hadn’t yet formed, government systems would collapse, and without large bases, life would be chaotic and violent for ordinary people.
After about a year, large survivor bases would gradually form and order would begin to recover. By then, she could join a large base and live much more easily.
Thinking about it, the apocalypse didn’t seem so hopeless after all.
Next—shopping time.
Jiang Sui returned to the car and began ordering supplies online.
A few hours later, the cleaning team arrived. They worked efficiently and thoroughly cleaned the entire house in just one afternoon, even loading the trash directly into their truck.
She only allowed them to partially clear the weeds around the orchard. It didn’t need to be too clean—overgrown grass and trees would actually help conceal the location.
“The pipes and wires here are all corroded. If you want to live here, you’ll need renovations,” the team leader kindly advised. “Windows and doors too. There’s a well in the yard—you could fix it and use well water… If you want, my younger brother can handle the work.”
“Okay, please introduce him,” Jiang Sui agreed.
The cleaning team was honest and efficient, so she trusted them.
“He also installs anti-theft windows and doors. Good quality, fair prices. I’ll send you his contact.”
Soon, she arranged the order. Her requirements were unusual—she wanted anti-theft windows installed both inside and outside.
As for opening them later, she’d figure it out. Survival came first.
The team quickly measured everything, and installation was scheduled for the next day.
The speed reassured her.
She didn’t know when the apocalypse would begin—so the sooner everything was prepared, the better.