The main business of the Su Group was real estate.
Their internal website recorded the information of every homeowner who had purchased units in each building.
Su Yu transferred the downloaded documents to her phone so she could check them anytime.
Then she connected to the home printer and printed everything out.
Nearly one hundred households’ worth of owner information— altogether several hundred pages, which Su Yu divided evenly between Su Dad and Su Mom.
Through these documents, they could preemptively identify potentially dangerous individuals living in Mingyue Huafu.
This would help them prepare appropriate countermeasures based on each person’s background.
After several hours of filtering, sure enough, they found a few particularly notable individuals.
These four were the most “special” out of all the residents.
Judging by their professions and personal histories, these four had the strongest survival capabilities.
Most of the other residents were young people working 996 schedules.
People like that, worn out by work, tended to be physically and mentally weaker.
Some households consisted only of elderly people or children.
At this moment, those four individuals were the ones who needed to be guarded against most.
Their combat ability and physical fitness far exceeded that of ordinary people.
Judging from the photos in the registration files…
Su Yu recognized that one of the people who had just tried to rob Brother Li’s house was He Lihe.
The supplies they stole were far from enough for three people to survive in the apocalypse.
Before long, they would certainly target other homeowners.
Just as Su Yu was about to use the computer to check the detailed backgrounds of those people, the webpage suddenly froze and then displayed—no signal.
No signal meant the world had officially fallen into chaos.
Without signal, people had no way to contact anyone.
Calling the police, calling government hotlines, calling 120—none of it was possible anymore.
Phones, TV stations, and radios would no longer receive any official information.
Only now did people start to realize something was very wrong.
The apocalypse had truly begun.
As night approached, Su Yu noticed many people driving out of Mingyue Huafu.
Some wanted to flee back to their hometowns.
But without signal, traffic across the entire city had collapsed.
Many different levels of traffic accidents had occurred everywhere.
Automatic toll booths could not detect vehicles due to the lack of signal, and cars kept crashing into them.
Some people hurried out to look for any remaining supplies.
Some rushed to withdraw cash from the bank.
If they didn’t withdraw money now, their hard-earned savings would be forever trapped in their phones once electricity and communication were completely gone.
After much thought, Su Yu’s family also followed the crowd out.
They acted just like ordinary residents, to avoid drawing suspicion.
Near Mingyue Huafu, the ATMs were already packed with people.
Enduring the heat, the three squeezed into the crowd.
There were still dozens of people ahead of them in line.
No one said much—they all knew that once today was over, they could finally lie low at home.
Because after today, social order would collapse.
Everyone would basically cling to survival in their own homes.
Only when their food ran out would they even consider sneaking out to find something.
No one would care anymore who had gone out or who hadn’t.
After all, from today onward, many gangs would begin taking over the city.
“Don’t push!”
“What are you doing?!”
“Get out of my way!”
Suddenly, a commotion erupted ahead as the crowd began to shift and shout.
Su Yu and her family quickly backed far away.
Soon, others in the line also dispersed.
Those at the very front even ran away.
Several men holding hammers of various sizes were smashing the ATM like mad.
Judging by their filthy, ragged clothes, it was obvious—
They were from the nearby slum areas, and their bank cards likely had little to no balance.
Worse yet, in an apocalypse where prices were skyrocketing, they couldn’t even afford basic goods.
Here stood a group of wealthy people withdrawing money, while they could only watch helplessly.
Finally, someone snapped—
A man rushed forward and smashed the ATM with his hammer.
With the power out, water off, and no signal…
If they still cared about the law at a time like this, they would only starve to death.
The group of desperate men pulled cash from the shattered ATM.
They glared viciously at the ones who hadn’t fled yet.
But Su Yu had long escaped and returned to Mingyue Huafu before the real brawl started.
Inside Mingyue Huafu’s ten buildings, twenty-six floors, everything was still wonderfully comfortable.
The central air-conditioning was blowing cool air.
Freshly cut fruit sat on the living room table.
A pleasant scent from the aromatherapy diffuser filled the air.
Only then did the three finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Su Yu even took three blocks of ice from the freezer and placed them in each bedroom to cool the rooms.
After showering and changing into pajamas, the family huddled on the sofa.
They picked an entertaining movie.
Each held a cup of cold soda with extra ice.
Even Su Mom, who normally didn’t like carbonated drinks, couldn’t resist after returning from the oppressive heat outside.
They appeared to be watching the movie attentively.
But internally, each of them was silently processing everything happening outside.
Even with the extra two layers of soundproof glass they had installed, they could faintly hear screams and shouts from outside.
But none of them—Su Yu, Su Dad, or Su Mom—moved toward the window.
They knew exactly what was happening out there.
In just one night, ten people in Mingyue Huafu had jumped to their deaths.
The nearby low-income neighborhoods were suffering even worse.
They could not afford apocalypse-priced supplies, and their remaining savings were drained by mortgage payments.
Elderly people and children collapsed in the unbearable heat wave.
Unable to accept their circumstances, many middle-aged and young people chose to jump.
Society was collapsing.
Prisoners used the chaos to break free.
In a world where laws no longer applied, they acted as though they were kings.
On the twentieth floor of Building 9, the sharp-tongued woman tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
She lay on a bamboo mat, annoyed by the nouveau riche man taking up most of the space next to her.
At 42°C with no air conditioning, it was nearly impossible to sleep.
“Order is already gone. Tomorrow, I’ll call up my brothers, and we’ll raid all the supplies in Mingyue Huafu.”
The nouveau riche muttered beside her.
Hearing this, the sharp-tongued woman’s eyes lit up.
“Start with that woman from Building 6. They embarrassed us that day.”
That’s what she said out loud, but in her mind flashed only the face of Su Dad.
Su Dad was exactly her favorite type of mature uncle.
Thinking of him, she slowly licked her lips.
It seemed she also intended to use the chaotic times to make Su Mu’an hers.