In the lounge.
After Ginny Jarvis finished recounting everything that would happen in the future, she sat in her chair and quietly observed the look of utter disbelief on her brother’s face.
After a long silence, Sean Kane finally managed to speak.
“Ginny, you’ve really been through it!
Are you short on cash lately?
It’s okay.
Although I don’t have much of a head for business, I still have some personal savings stashed away.
How much do you need?
Is a million enough?
I’ll transfer it to you right now.”
Ginny had thought he actually believed her.
She was just about to feel touched, only to be completely derailed by his follow-up.
Meanwhile, Sean was busy wondering what kind of trauma his sister had endured to concoct such an elaborate story.
“I…
Sean, I’m really telling the truth…”
She stared speechlessly at his heartbroken expression, feeling completely exasperated.
Had she known this would happen, she wouldn’t have rushed to confirm her own reincarnation first.
She could have used her lottery win from that morning to prove her claims instead.
“Sean, is my credibility really that low?
The zombie virus outbreak is real.
Moreover, Mom and Dad’s deaths were orchestrated by those bloodsuckers from the Kane Family.
If we hire someone to investigate, we will definitely find the evidence.”
“W-what did you say?
Ginny, are you sure?”
Ginny looked at Sean and nodded heavily.
“In my past life, two years into the apocalypse, I ran into Lyra Kane during a mission.
She told me that Xander Kane, Shane Dawson, and Vivian Kane were the masterminds.
She didn’t know the exact details; Caroline Corbin told her right before she died.”
Sean looked at Ginny in shock, a bitter taste in his mouth.
He lowered his head, lost in thought.
Xander Kane was Sean’s uncle.
His wife’s name was Caroline Corbin, and they had a son and a daughter.
Their son, Wade Kane, was currently the marketing manager of the Kane Group—a playboy with no real ability.
Their daughter, Lyra, had a cowardly personality and wasn’t favored by Xander.
Fortunately, Caroline treated her very well.
Vivian Kane was Sean’s aunt, and her husband was Shane Dawson.
Their son, Mia Dawson, was twenty-two years old, the same age as Ginny, and had just graduated from college this year.
After a long time, Sean chose to believe his sister.
He looked up at her and said, “Ginny, this time, I will definitely protect you.”
Ginny nodded.
“I know.”
The siblings then began to study the two pages of supply lists that Ginny had brought.
“According to what you said, you only awakened your Ability to store supplies on the afternoon of the zombie virus outbreak.
That means we have to store the supplies in a safe place and guard them well.
Once your Ability awakens, you can store everything away, and then we’ll consider going out.”
Ginny nodded; that was exactly what she meant.
“Also, it’s best if only the two of us know the storage location.”
After all, in the apocalypse, the most terrifying things weren’t zombies, but people.
She still remembered how, right after the virus outbreak, she would often see people throwing their companions to the zombies just to survive.
There were even spouses who shoved their partners into the jaws of the undead to save their own skin.
Conversely, she had also seen many husbands fighting bravely against the zombies to protect their wives and children.
These scenes, which she had previously only seen in movies, played out right in front of her eyes—something she had never imagined possible.
And she had been so powerless back then.
Faced with all these tragedies, she couldn’t do a single thing.
After all, she could barely protect herself, let alone save anyone else.
Shaking her head, Ginny forced herself to stop dwelling on the memories of her past life.
“I’ll handle the most crucial part: weapons,” Sean said.
“We can only buy them from abroad.
Once your Ability awakens, we can go and transport them back.
Good thing I got my helicopter pilot’s license a couple of years ago…”
Before he could finish, Ginny interrupted him.
“No.
If we encounter a flock of Zombie Birds, we’ll crash immediately.”
Ginny knew the importance of weapons as well.
In her past life, whoever controlled the weapons was the boss.
They built shelters but charged exorbitant fees for entry.
At first, they demanded supplies, and later, Corpse Crystals.
By the fourth year of the apocalypse, items like cigarettes and alcohol became the most precious commodities.
A single cigarette cost over a dozen Level 3 Corpse Crystals.
“Let’s do this: first, we’ll buy what’s available locally—electric shock sticks, small electric saws, daggers, and machetes.
I’ll figure out a way to get the rest.” After she finished speaking, Ginny looked at her brother seriously and added, “Also, Sean, keep this strictly between us.
Don’t let anyone else know for now.
After all…
it’s just too unbelievable.”
Sean nodded.
“I understand.
Just the two of us.”
Looking at his sister, Sean rubbed the top of her head.
His gaze was complex, filled with both relief and a heavy sorrow.
His little sister, who had always just wanted to slack off and live a carefree life, was different now.
She had grown up, but the price seemed far too high.
Based on her descriptions and the zombie movies he had seen, it wasn’t hard to imagine how she had lived during those years.
The reality was likely even more horrifying than he could fathom.
Then it dawned on him that despite everything she had shared, she had never mentioned his ultimate fate.
He realized that he must have either turned into a zombie or died very early on.
“Jarvis, if…
if I mutate…”
“Sean, I know.
I know.”
Having survived five years in the apocalypse, Ginny knew what had to be done.
She understood without him having to spell it out, but her heart still couldn’t accept it.
She only hoped that in her past life, her brother had simply died at the hands of the zombies, and that he hadn’t ended up…
The two sat in silence for a long time.
Ginny finally broke the silence.
“Sean, how much money do you currently have in your accounts?”
Sean opened his phone to check.
“Tens of millions.
Why?”
“Consider selling your shares so we can hoard more supplies.
What do you think?”
Sean pondered for a moment before saying, “That works.
I’ll just say that I really don’t have a knack for management and have decided to sell off the majority of my shares.
I’m sure they’ll be eager to buy them.
After all, they’re ambitious and desperate to get their hands on the Kane Group, heh…”
“Sounds good.”
The two then went back to discussing what other items needed to be added to their list.
They continued until Ginny’s stomach let out a loud GRUMBLE.
“Hehe, I was in such a rush to tell you everything that I haven’t eaten yet,” she said.
Sean checked the time and realized it was already past six.
He was feeling pretty hungry himself.
“Jarvis, don’t tell me you haven’t eaten all day?”
Ginny scratched her head.
“Yeah, but just this once.” She then looked at Sean with feigned pitifulness.
“You…” Sean sighed fondly.
“Come on, let’s go get something good.
We should enjoy as many good meals as we can while they’re still available.”
With that, Sean took his sister and left the company building to grab dinner.
The next day, Sean informed the board of directors about his decision to sell his shares, asking if any of the other shareholders were interested in buying them.
Just as Ginny had predicted, Xander Kane immediately stood up.
“Shannon, Jarvis, let’s discuss this privately later.
For now, let’s focus on other matters.”
Sean chuckled and nodded.
“Alright, then there’s nothing else to discuss.
Meeting adjourned.”