Zhang Yi and his two companions pushed three carts full of supplies back to their residential complex.

Along the way, many neighbors witnessed this scene and couldn't help but start gossiping.

Zhang Yi no longer cared about being seen stockpiling goods.

After all, since those two green tea bitches knew about his shopping, the news couldn't be kept secret any longer.

If he just wanted to cling to life, he could have sold all his assets and built an impregnable fortress in some deserted place.

But then, how would he avenge his death at the hands of his neighbors in his previous life?

Without killing those people, Zhang Yi's obsession would never be cured.

So, one of his apocalypse plans was to stay in this complex and take revenge on everyone who owed him—in a much more brutal way!

Of course, this plan hinged on the security company being able to create an unbreakable safe house for him.

Otherwise, he'd have to resort to plan B, which was to build an underground shelter in a deserted area.

Zhang Yi looked at the neighbors around him, chattering cheerfully about why he bought so many supplies.

He could already envision the day of the apocalypse when these neighbors would try to break into his home to steal his things.

He had lived through all of this before.

But he wasn't afraid, because in this life, he would be well-prepared in advance.

He wanted those people to see but not touch, and in the end, to die of frustration.

Zhang Yi, Fang Yuqing, and Lin Caining lived in an apartment building.

Since Zhang Yi managed the warehouse at Walmart, neighbors often asked him to buy discounted items for them.

Therefore, everyone knew Zhang Yi.

Seeing Zhang Yi and his two companions return with so many items, an old lady playing with her grandson approached them.

She eyed the food in the cart, including fresh beef and lamb, and was immediately tempted.

"Little Zhang, why did you bring back so much stuff? Is it clearance from the warehouse?"

"You can't possibly use all of it, how about sharing some with the neighbors?"

This was Auntie Lin from the homeowners' committee, who often acted bossy in the neighborhood, taking advantage of her little power.

She used to always ask Zhang Yi to buy her discounted goods, always looking for a bargain.

In his previous life, she had also managed to extort some food from Zhang Yi through her nagging.

But when all the neighbors rushed to rob Zhang Yi's home, she did nothing to stop them and was even more energetic than the young people.

Fang Yuqing and Lin Caining didn't want to provoke this woman and quickly said, "These things were all bought by Zhang Yi, we're just helping him bring them back."

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Auntie Lin's eyes immediately turned to Zhang Yi, smilingly she said, "Little Zhang, looks like these are from your warehouse. How about sharing some with Auntie Lin?"

As she spoke, her grandson Xiaohu had already climbed onto a cart and grabbed a box of chocolates.

Despite his small size, his eyes were malicious, and that box of imported chocolates sold for over two hundred in the supermarket.

Without a word, Zhang Yi snatched the chocolates back.

Then he coldly said to Auntie Lin, "Sorry, I'm keeping these for myself!"

With the apocalypse imminent, he couldn't even be bothered to be polite.

Auntie Lin's face changed abruptly, "You..."

Zhang Yi's lack of respect for her, a neighborhood leader, made her very angry.

Especially her grandson Xiaohu, who after being pulled away by Zhang Yi, began to cry and demand the chocolate.

He even pointed at Zhang Yi, cursing with a hateful face, "You bad guy, give me back my chocolate! Otherwise, I'll kill you!"

Zhang Yi looked at him coldly and said in a deep voice, "Say one more word, and I'll slap your mouth!"

Xiaohu was frightened by Zhang Yi and burst into tears, sitting on the ground and throwing a tantrum.

Auntie Lin hurried to comfort her grandson and then angrily scolded Zhang Yi.

"How can you be so petty with a child?"

"It's just a box of chocolates. What's wrong with giving it to the child?"

"Otherwise, just give him a box of chocolates! I'll pay for it, and I'll give you the money later. Don't think I'm trying to take advantage of you!"

Zhang Yi's mouth twitched.

Nowadays, with mobile payments, it's incredibly easy to pay.

Her promise to pay later was clearly an attempt to default.

"I said, I'm keeping these for myself. If you want some, go buy them at the supermarket!"

Zhang Yi sneered, then called Fang Yuqing and Lin Caining to leave.

As soon as they left, Auntie Lin's curses could be heard behind them.

Zhang Yi ignored them.

Auntie Lin's son and daughter-in-law worked outside, leaving her alone to take care of Xiaohu.

She usually only bought enough groceries for a day.

So when the apocalypse came, their supplies were the first to run out.

Initially, Zhang Yi had helped them out of kindness.

But in this life, without Zhang Yi's help, it would be a miracle if that unethical old woman and her mischievous grandson Xiaohu survived ten days.

Zhang Yi didn't want to deal with corpses.

It wasn't that he was heartless, but after the apocalypse, it was hard enough just to take care of oneself.

The lives and deaths of others naturally came second.

After pushing the three carts of supplies home, Zhang Yi asked them to leave.

"Don't forget to treat us, Zhang Yi!"

Fang Yuqing winked playfully at Zhang Yi.

But seeing this, Zhang Yi only felt nauseous.

He responded perfunctorily.

The two women had planned to stay and look for clues that Zhang Yi was a hidden second-generation wealthy, but seeing that he was not in the mood to entertain them, they had to leave first.

After they left, Zhang Yi opened his own space and stored everything inside.

He wanted to observe if there would be any changes to the supplies in the space.

After doing all this, it was already late.

Zhang Yi didn't rush to rest but took out paper and pen to plan the next month's preparations in detail.

Although he was usually lazy, to survive, one could always unleash enough potential.

"To live comfortably in the apocalypse, the first thing is to secure food, which is easy to solve."

"In addition to my daily purchases, I can take the rest from the warehouse. But I can't rush this; I need to investigate first."

"Moreover, I should take it a few days before the apocalypse to avoid drawing attention. If I get caught, I won't last a few days in jail."

Zhang Yi wrote "food" on the notebook and checked it off.

"Next is heating."

"After the apocalypse, energy supply will be extremely scarce, and air conditioning will soon be unusable."

"So, the simplest method must be used. A fireplace is the first choice!"

The principle of a fireplace and a kang (a traditional Chinese heated bed) is similar, both using primitive methods for heating.

In Europe's particularly cold winters, this method is used to survive the long winter.

"In that case, I need to renovate the house and add an insulation layer."

Thinking of renovation, Zhang Yi remembered his home being broken into in his previous life and tensed up.

"I also need to turn my home into an impregnable steel fortress."

"First, I need to install thick steel plates or alloy materials, at least strong enough to withstand ordinary explosions."

After the apocalypse, people would do anything to survive, so he had to be fully prepared.

Life and safety were not a joke; Zhang Yi had tasted death once and had no desire to experience it a second time.

The safe house issue was also easy to solve.

Tianhai City had security companies that worked for the elite.

Among them was the service of creating safe rooms.

Zhang Yi remembered seeing in the news that a top foreign tycoon had built a super fortress that could even withstand small H-weapons.

"Then, there's medicine. I must prevent myself from getting sick without treatment."

"Walmart's warehouse has many common medicines that can treat minor illnesses like colds and fevers. But these are far from enough."

"The Cambrian storm will last for decades, and I need to be fully prepared."

Luckily, Zhang Yi had good connections in Tianhai City.

After all, as a warehouse manager, he knew some hospital storage staff.

As long as he could pay enough money, he could get any medicine.

After solving these problems, Zhang Yi tapped the pen on the notebook.

"Next, there's one last issue to solve."

His gaze sharpened.

"That's weapons!"

When the apocalypse comes, humanity is lost, and battles for resources are common.

Human life is worthless, and to survive, one must have enough force.

Zhang Yi was no martial arts master, but even the best martial artist fears a kitchen knife.

As long as the weapons he prepared were strong enough, he wouldn't have to worry about this problem.

"Machetes, crowbars, and axes are easy to get."

"Crossbows, air guns, and compound bows also have sources."

"But the most powerful, of course, is the American katana. This thing can only be obtained through the black market in China."

"Go abroad to get it? It's not realistic. It's unfamiliar territory outside, and it would take many days to go back and forth. I don't have a gun license abroad, and I can't go to a gun store to buy."

Zhang Yi stroked his chin; this problem had no immediate solution.

But he still had a month, and as long as he was willing to spend money, there should be a way.

He spent three hours devising a perfect plan, then took a satisfying hot shower, and lay down on his comfortable bed to sleep.

...

The next morning, Zhang Yi got up from bed.

He didn't sleep well that night, waking up several times from nightmares.

After waking up and finding himself still lying in the warm and comfortable bed at home, he let out a long sigh of relief.

The apocalypse had caused great damage to his psyche.

To avoid repeating the same mistakes, Zhang Yi was even more determined to be thoroughly prepared!

After getting up, Zhang Yi made himself breakfast.

Then he opened his space to check the changes in the supplies he had thrown in.

To his delight, the meat, fruits, and vegetables that had been left overnight showed no change at all.

Meat is hard to tell in a short time, but fruits and vegetables tend to be less fresh overnight.

However, after being placed in the space, those fruits and vegetables were as fresh as when he bought them yesterday.

"My space is independent of this world, and perhaps the rules of time change are different."

"It could be that time flows much slower, or even stops. This is great news!"

"This way, I can put all sorts of things in there without worry."

However, when Zhang Yi checked the fish he had put in, he found that they had all died.

They looked lifelike even in death and had not spoiled.

Zhang Yi stroked his chin, understanding more about the rules of using the space.

"Living things can't be put in, or they can't survive for long once inside. It seems my idea of living in there isn't very practical."

This wasn't a big problem; the space was a blank expanse, nowhere near as comfortable as Zhang Yi's own home.

As long as he could put things in there, that was enough.

Thinking this, Zhang Yi's mind was filled with many things.

Since he could preserve fresh meat and vegetables, fruits, what about cooked meals?

Although Zhang Yi could cook, he was still far from a professional chef.

He would eventually get tired of cooking for himself.

So, Zhang Yi immediately called Tianhai City's largest five-star hotel, Hong Fu Tianxia.

The hotel also offered takeout, and their food was top-notch, which Zhang Yi loved to eat.

"Hello, this is Hong Fu Tianxia Hotel. How may I assist you?"

Zhang Yi immediately said, "I'm hosting guests at home and planning a three-day banquet. I need to order 500 tables of food!"

The person on the other end was taken aback.

500 tables of food would take them a long time to prepare.

And being a five-star hotel, the cheapest banquet table cost three to four thousand.

500 tables would amount to over a million!

The staff didn't dare to make a decision and quickly said, "Please hold, I'll consult our manager."

After a while, another person took the call.

"Hello sir, I am Chen Dingfang, the manager of Hong Fu Tianxia Hotel. May I know how to address you?"