Shi Ran froze for a moment.Was the male lead actually such a kind person?
Looks like novels really couldn’t be fully trusted. She glanced at the number in her hand.
…This is—
A bank account number?!
Shi Ran: …
She reflected on herself three times in her mind.Was she being too polite?Had she given him too much face?Should she have just hit him instead?
So he hadn’t “changed at all.” It wasn’t like he didn’t mind that she had taken his car, almost pulled down his pants, and even… morally coerced him a little.
Ahem… but she had spatial ability too, okay? It wasn’t like he was the only one losing out.
As expected, the male lead equally disliked all strangers. The novel really nailed that part.
Because of Shi Ran’s spatial ability awakening, she and Ye Shuyao had to adjust their plans for the following week.
They still had 1 million yuan between them. Ye Shuyao went to her father the next day, using “preparing for an arranged marriage” as an excuse and managed to get 500,000 yuan, plus another 100,000 yuan of monthly allowance in advance.
Then, posing as a young lady of the Ye family, she secretly used 500,000 yuan to purchase survival medicine from small factories, having it delivered to an undeveloped warehouse in the Ye family’s new district.
The small factories didn’t verify anything—once the money was paid, they believed anything. And Ye Shuyao already looked like a pampered rich young lady anyway.
Hospitals wouldn’t be easy to enter in the apocalypse…
Shi Ran knew that after the zombie outbreak, food could simply be taken by force, so she didn’t buy too much—especially since she had already stocked up once before.
She spent nearly 300,000 yuan ordering from various stores: snacks they liked, instant foods, rice, flour, oil, daily necessities, and large amounts of purified water.
Even if they could steal supplies later, who knew what unexpected situations might happen? She needed to ensure both of them could live without worry.
Luckily, the spatial ability was designed well by the author—it could preserve items and even keep hot water from cooling down.
Sigh… the female lead’s male lead has already appeared. I wonder when mine will show up. Hopefully after the apocalypse ends. Right now, I just want to survive. Men only slow down my sword draw speed.
While on a mission, Zhou Nuocheng suddenly sneezed.
Was someone cursing him?
Shi Ran also spent another 300,000 yuan on gasoline, spare car parts, generators, small household appliances, kitchenware, and lots of plastic utensils.
After all, no one washed dishes in the apocalypse. And even in peaceful times, she didn’t want to wash them either.
She also bought miscellaneous essentials. The two of them still had about 400,000 yuan left, which they planned to use to improve their quality of life.
Shi Ran’s spatial ability could control item placement, otherwise its five-meter height would be wasted.
Both of them also prepared supplies for the four men. This directly affected their status within the group.
After all, no one would treat you well for no reason. She didn’t want unnecessary emotional entanglements with the main cast.
For the next few days, they were constantly busy. When they finally had free time, they would fill the house with water, boil water—after all, the water bill wouldn’t be due until next month, so they might as well use it freely.
They also learned cooking, but every time they tasted each other’s food, both fell silent and eventually ordered large amounts of takeout and restaurant dishes.
They even bought hotpot equipment, ingredients, milk tea, and snacks—since spending money felt better than wasting it.
Finally, on the night of May 30th, the two girls who didn’t even have ten yuan left collapsed onto the bed from exhaustion.
“If I turned into a zombie… do you think I’d be ugly?” Ye Shuyao joked.
In truth, she had been scared these past few days, but never said it out loud. She only focused on preparing supplies for both of them—or rather, for Shi Ran alone—hoping they could survive a broken world a little better.
“No.” Shi Ran held her. “Yao Yao, before I left, I asked Zhou Nuocheng. He said that when facing malicious invasion, if you maintain a strong will, you might be able to survive it. Even though your situation is different, you’re prepared, aren’t you?”
“In both body and mind, you already know the answer to the test paper. Just work toward it—you can do it.”
Shi Ran kept comforting her. This had also been her biggest worry these days. Even though she didn’t know the outcome, she couldn’t accept Ye Shuyao having a bad ending.
“Do it for me, okay? Don’t give up. You know I can’t live without you.”
She hugged her tightly, both of their eyes slightly moist.
“Okay,” Ye Shuyao said softly. “But if something happens… make sure you take care of me before you leave. Don’t feel burdened. I still want to stay pretty for my whole life.”
Even if life was short—so what? She believed she had already seen the script of her life before coming into this world.
Choosing this identity meant there had to be something worth it in this life.
And she had found it—friendship.
That was enough.
The two of them were exhausted for days and slept until noon on May 31st. After storing everything into the space, about 40 square meters remained.
They reinforced the apartment doors and windows. After everything was ready, each returned to their own rooms, locked the doors tightly, and waited for the arrival of the blood-moon apocalypse…
The sky was dark. Before 8 p.m., a blood-red moon hung in the sky like a giant demonic eye, suddenly opening wide.
At that moment, nightlife had just begun. Street lights flickered under the blood moon and then went out completely.
The noise of the city stopped abruptly. People dancing in clubs collapsed mid-movement. Customers shouting in restaurants fell silent mid-sentence. Vendors in busy streets froze where they stood.
All expressions remained on their faces as they slowly closed their eyes and fell straight to the ground—like bodies stripped of their souls.
Birds stopped flapping. Cicadas fell silent. Stray cats curled into corners.
The wind stopped. Leaves no longer rustled. The entire world seemed to be paused.
All living beings sank into an endless sleep under the gaze of the blood moon, leaving only a dead, silent darkness…
On the morning of June 1st, a day that should have been filled with family outings and joy, the streets were eerily quiet. The world had no life left in it.
In a small, shabby house, Wang Yongchao lay in bed. The room only had a bed, a toilet, and a storage room.
The storage room door slowly opened. A small, thin girl walked quietly toward his bed.
He barely opened his eyes, not noticing anything unusual.
“Get lost, stop bothering me! A girl still wants Children’s Day? Useless trash! Why don’t you die with your whore mother? You’re ruining my chance to continue the family line!”
Since his wife died, Wang Yongchao had forbidden the girl from going to school. He forced her to collect trash just to survive.
Yesterday, the little girl had found a beautiful heart-shaped greeting card.
On it was a child’s handwriting:
“I hope on Children’s Day I can go to the park with mom and dad to fly a kite. Dad can fly it very high, and all my friends will envy me.”
A childish crayon drawing showed a family of three holding hands while flying a kite.
For the first time, the girl felt guilt as she picked up something she couldn’t sell and placed it in her torn pocket, silently apologizing to the child who had lost it…