November arrived in the blink of an eye.
Just like in her previous life, the weather before the apocalypse was completely normal.
There was no sign whatsoever of the impending doomsday.
The villa’s renovations had recently been completed.
Ginny Jarvis had even built a soundproof room in the yard specifically to raise poultry and livestock.
She planned to keep pigs as well, but due to the overwhelming stench, the two of them mutually agreed to hold off for a few days.
They would buy the pigs right before the apocalypse hit.
Since they weren’t buying a massive amount, there was no need to purchase them too far in advance.
Unfortunately, Ginny’s spatial dimension couldn’t store living creatures.
They had no other choice; otherwise, they wouldn’t have hoarded so much frozen meat.
On November 5th, Ginny looked at the information gathered by the private investigator she had hired earlier.
She was deeply torn about whether to gather these specific individuals together.
She hadn’t interacted with them much in her previous life, so she couldn’t vouch for their character.
All she knew for certain was that their Abilities were incredibly strong.
“I just don’t know how many of them will actually show up,” she murmured.
Sean Kane took the paper from Ginny’s hands.
After reading it over, he asked, “Three of them?”
“Yeah.
I’m wondering if it’s even necessary.
Caleb Grant and I can already guarantee our safety in the early stages, so I…”
“Jarvis, take a gamble,” Sean interrupted.
“With them by your side, you might be able to establish your own base in the future.”
Ginny sighed.
The whole reason they were hoarding so many supplies was to build a safe haven during the apocalypse.
In her past life, the base leaders were all wealthy tycoons and mob bosses; ordinary people had no room to survive under their rule.
The military had established bases too, but fairness was a myth in the post-apocalyptic world.
Even the military had been powerless to change that.
Over the next two days, Ginny and Sean spent all their time taking inventory at the warehouse.
To prevent the warehouse from being looted by malicious individuals when the apocalypse struck, they insisted on counting everything themselves.
Seeing the neatly stacked boxes of supplies, Ginny felt a surge of relief.
At the very least, their resources for the apocalypse were secured.
They could even use these supplies to build a proper shelter.
With three days left on the countdown, the ten modified off-road vehicles and RVs Sean had ordered finally arrived.
They drove them back to the warehouse one by one.
Since Ginny’s spatial dimension spanned ten square kilometers and was ten meters high, they also purchased eight motorcycles to make it easier for her to zip around and take inventory inside the space.
Looking at the supply list on the laptop, Sean remarked, “This is probably enough to feed everyone in Breven for a whole year.”
Breven had a population of over five million, and their hoarded supplies numbered in the tens of millions.
They had an abundance of food, clothing, daily necessities, electronics, and gasoline.
With everything ready, the two sat at home.
Sean looked at the hundreds of millions remaining in his bank account and laughed.
“In three days, this will all be waste paper.
Haha.”
“Nothing we can do about that.
Unless we go on a crazy shopping spree and spend it all?”
Sean patted his sister’s head.
“Sure.
What should we buy?”
Ginny thought about it for a long time.
There really didn’t seem to be anything left to buy.
Not only had they stocked up on food, water, daily necessities, and a small amount of medicine, but they had also amassed plenty of gasoline and seeds.
The down payments alone for all these items had cost two to three billion!
They were more than adequately prepared.
“Let’s order some pre-cooked meals from restaurants.
We’ll just say the Kane Group is planning an all-nighter for the Black Friday sale.
We can schedule the pickup for the afternoon of the 10th.”
Sean agreed it was a viable plan and started making calls.
After finalizing all the arrangements, they returned to the villa to wait for the delivery of their ordered livestock and poultry. Visit g.com for the full chapter.
The delivery driver was incredibly curious as to why anyone would raise farm animals in such a luxurious villa.
Sean quickly explained that the elderly folks in the family wanted to raise them, so they simply bought some to make them happy.
Upon hearing this, the driver repeatedly praised Sean for his filial piety.
He added that the family’s elders were truly blessed to have such a handsome, successful, and devoted son, and that they could just enjoy the rest of their days in comfort.
Listening to the driver’s compliments, the two smiled and nodded.
However, once they saw the driver off, they exchanged a glance, both seeing a flash of loneliness in each other’s eyes.
“Let’s go.
We need to head to the company and get our dear uncle to help send out a message so we can gather the people I’ve chosen,” Ginny said, grabbing Sean’s arm.
The two of them then left together.
At 3:00 PM, the Kane Group’s official X account posted a message:
*@ViolentLoli @FixedFormula @.
Congratulations to the three users above for winning a three-day trip to Breven courtesy of the Kane Group!
There are other surprises waiting for you, too.
Will the winning guys and gals please contact our admin before 8:00 PM tonight!
This offer expires if you’re late, so seize the opportunity!*
As soon as the post went live, the entire internet started searching for the trio.
By 5:00 PM, Ginny had successfully contacted two of them.
Only the user with the screen name “.” remained unreachable.
The second person was a hacker, whom Ginny tasked Caleb Grant to track down.
That hacker would awaken a Wood Ability.
Although it lacked Attack Power in the early stages, it would become truly formidable later on.
Most importantly, his hacking Skills were invaluable.
However, right up until the deadline, Ginny couldn’t get in touch with the user named “.”.
[ViolentLoli: AAAAAHHH…
Is this real?
I won a prize?
With my terrible luck, I actually won?
Miss, I’m not dreaming, am I?!]
[Kane Group: You are not dreaming.
Please send over your identification details so we can book your flight.
We will cover all expenses for the next three days.
All you need to do is pack your bags and get ready to go!]
[ViolentLoli: Haha, Mom, your daughter has finally made it!
But it’s just me and my dad at home.
Can I bring him along?
He’s disabled, and I…]
Reading this, Ginny froze for a moment.
In her previous life, she had never heard about this violent girl having a father.
The girl had always been a lone wolf.
Since they rarely interacted, Ginny truly didn’t know the specifics of her situation.
She realized there were still quite a few people she needed to keep an eye on.
Pondering this, Ginny grabbed her laptop and continued typing her reply.
[Kane Group: That is perfectly fine.
However, you will need to cover the cost of his flight ticket yourself.
Once we book your ticket, we will send the details to your phone.]
[ViolentLoli: Okay, no problem!
Haha, man, I’ve got the devil’s own luck today, hahaha!]
From the text alone, Ginny could tell the girl was in high spirits.
She was just curious about why such a cute and cheerful girl would become so bloodthirsty during the apocalypse.
The girl’s name was Cecilia Sinclair.
Raised in a single-parent household, she was a moderately successful web novelist whose daily life consisted of writing fiction and taking care of her paralyzed father.
In her past life, Cecilia had awakened a mutated Fire Element Attack Ability.
By conjuring a Flame Array, she could trap over a hundred zombies and have Mimi burn them to death.
Early on, it took dozens of strikes just to eliminate a single zombie.
From what Ginny knew, the better one’s innate talent, the higher their Attack Power.
Those with high talent could kill a zombie in just four or five hits, but she didn’t know the extent of Cecilia’s early-stage capabilities.
After finishing her chat with Ginny, the girl curled up on the sofa, laughing joyfully.
Cecilia’s father, David Sinclair, used to be a history teacher.
During an earthquake four years ago, both of his legs were crushed while he was protecting his students.
Since the family couldn’t afford prosthetics, David had been confined to a wheelchair ever since.
David came out of his room and saw his daughter lying on the sofa, grinning foolishly at her phone.
“Cecilia, what are you looking at?
You seem so happy.”
“Haha, Sinclair, I, Cecilia Sinclair, have hit the jackpot!
We’re going on a three-day trip to Breven tomorrow.
Haha, and it’s completely free!”
“Tch, you’re losing your mind again.
Since when does a free lunch just fall into your lap?
I’m not going.”
Cecilia knew her dad wouldn’t believe her so easily.
She immediately pulled up the Kane Group’s X page on her phone and showed it to him.
“The Kane Group…
Is…
is this real?
I can’t believe such a good thing exists.
What kind of lottery was this?
It doesn’t say anything about it on here!
Could it be a scam?”
“Impossible.
Look, they have tens of millions of followers.
How could it be fake?”
After saying that, Cecilia double-checked.
The post really didn’t mention the details, and she hadn’t even been following the Kane Group.
This was…
She wondered why such a massive conglomerate would bother scamming her.
Frowning, Cecilia propped her chin on her hand.
“Sinclair, do you think they’re after my body?
Have they set their sights on my unmatched beauty?”
“Uh, well, sweetie, you’re more what I’d call…
mildly pleasant-looking,” David said with a completely deadpan expression, wheeling himself over to the sofa.
“We need to have some self-awareness.
Even though you’re daddy’s little princess, it doesn’t change the fact that you’re a working-class peasant.”
Hearing her dad’s words, Cecilia instantly flared up.
She waved her small fists.
“Sinclair, are you underestimating your daughter?
Hmph, don’t forget, your daughter is the undisputed street boss of Fairview Road.”
“Heh.
That’s only because you’re the youngest on the street, so everyone takes it easy on you.” David grabbed his daughter’s fists and gently lowered her arms.
“Dad will go with you.
I suppose a company this massive wouldn’t stoop to scamming a useless little brat like you.”
After saying that, David wheeled himself back into his room.
He left Cecilia opening and closing her mouth like a fish.
“I…
I…
I…
You…
Hmph!
Sinclair, you always underestimate your daughter!
Hmph!”