Madness After the Apocalypse-Chapter 3: Begone, I have blocked you

The message was from Wei Wenbin.

"Nan Nan, I've moved right across from Ying'er, so we're neighbors now."

"I warmly invite you to come to 801 tomorrow night for a small celebration. I'll cook a few dishes."

Annan glanced at it and immediately deleted the contact, then blocked him.

They had killed me, and now they were inviting me to a housewarming dinner?

Where's the shame?

You scoundrel, I'll make sure you meet your end sooner or later!

Annan took a deep breath: don't let this vile man ruin your mood.

Don't be angry, no one will replace you when you fall ill from rage!

She started the car and drove towards the snack street from earlier.

Dinner would be handled outside today; after all, once the apocalypse arrived, eating out would no longer be an option.

She picked a barbecue shop and indulged herself. Then, she packed up a ton of skewers, sneakily storing them in her space once back in the car.

Next, she bought a cup of milk tea and began browsing from shop to shop.

Although the food she had stockpiled was enough for now, after the apocalypse, she wouldn't be able to enjoy such delights again.

Annan loved to explore food, so her culinary skills were quite decent.

But there were many things she couldn't replicate at home.

Hot pot, rice noodles, snail noodles, crawfish, pizza, hamburgers, cakes, pancakes, soup dumplings, milk tea...

Her favorites—she bought 100 servings of each.

And spent the last of the money in her account.

Annan did the math: 540,000 spent at the farmer's market, 280,000 at the clothing wholesale market, 140,000 on various daily necessities, and the rest was spent on snacks.

There were still supplies to gather. This money really doesn't stretch far! She hadn't even bought any luxury goods—just basic provisions and 1 million was gone.

But she wasn't worried at all; her mind quickly began to devise a plan to make money.

There were always big wallets ready to be taken advantage of...

Tomorrow, she would go after them!

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Now, the shops were all closed, and the evening had fallen. Time to go home and rest.

She checked the mountain of supplies in her space, and the sense of security washed over her.

In the face of an uncertain disaster, having abundant resources was her strongest assurance.

At this rate, she would have everything on her list stocked up well before the torrential rains arrived.

Her mood lightened as she drove home.

Meanwhile, Wei Wenbin waited for a response that never came. After a long while, he edited his message to add a smiling face.

After sending it, a red exclamation mark popped up.

"The recipient is no longer your friend. Please send a friend request first."

???

Wei Wenbin stared at his screen, stunned.

What's going on...

Although Annan had never accepted his advances, he was grateful that his cousin Qian Ying'er had kept him on good terms with Annan, and she had always been polite to him.

But now, she had suddenly deleted him!

Quickly, he tried to re-add her, only to find that it was impossible.

Had she blocked him?

Wei Wenbin: ...

What did I do to upset her?

He pondered for a long time, but couldn't figure it out.

He had always treated Annan with warmth and patience.

Even though he hadn't succeeded in pursuing her, he believed that persistence would eventually wear down her resistance. Women were sentimental creatures—sooner or later, she would be moved by him.

So, he had carefully maintained boundaries, careful not to provoke her.

Though troublesome, he believed it was worth it.

From the moment he met Annan, he had found her beautiful.

Not in the typical youthful, girlish way, but in an elegant and relaxed manner. She exuded the air of a refined young lady from a wealthy family.

His cousin had told him that their senior-year internship had been at Annan's family business.

Though she had no shares or title yet, as an only child, she would inherit the family fortune one day.

She was a low-key, graceful young lady with exquisite features—she was the perfect match in his eyes.

The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't let go.

He quickly called his cousin, "Ying'er, Annan blocked me. Can you find out what happened?"

"Blocked? Why?" Ying'er asked, puzzled.

"I don't know. That's why I'm asking you to check."

"Okay, I'll find out."

Ying'er hung up, visibly annoyed.

This Annan was unbearable! Just because she had some money, she acted so high and mighty!

Sure, she was beautiful, but her cold demeanor—how could that be appealing?

While other girls in college participated in elegant cultural clubs, Annan took up martial arts!

At 1.7 meters tall, she was hardly delicate, and she threw punches with a fierceness that made her look more like a fighter than a lady.

Where was she anywhere near as cute and charming as me?

If it weren't for her decent family background, how could an undergrad like Annan be worthy of her cousin, who was pursuing a doctorate?

Her cousin was scholarly and elegant, and there were countless girls chasing after him at school.

Yet, this ungrateful girl didn't appreciate it!

Though she was furious, Ying'er still obediently took out her phone and sent Annan a message.

Her cousin had promised that once he and Annan were together, they would rise above their social class, and he would help her find a rich husband.

Otherwise, she wouldn't endure the humiliation of being Annan's little follower.

Once she found a husband wealthier than Annan's family, she would trample Annan underfoot!

At that moment, Annan had just entered her home and saw Ying'er's message.

"Dear Nan Nan~ What are you up to?"

Looks like she's spying for the Wei siblings.

Such deep family ties.

Annan sneered, without hesitation pulling Ying'er into her block list.

"Dear" indeed—how disgusting.

Throughout college, Ying'er had always clung to her, calling her "Nan Nan" incessantly.

Had Annan not overheard her words before her death in the previous life, she never would have guessed that Ying'er had harbored resentment from the very first time they met.

What a true diva! She was wasted not being in the entertainment industry.

After blocking both siblings, Annan felt her phone was much cleaner.

She was done wasting time on them—the real show was about to begin.

After a long day, Annan played some music, took a relaxing bath, and finally laid down in her long-lost, comfortable bed, planning for the next day.

The most pressing issue was security.

Once the apocalypse struck, she would not only have to endure natural disasters but also protect herself from the madness of others.

Those mild-mannered neighbors would gradually be driven to evil as resources dwindled.

Lock-picking, home invasions—stronger individuals would band together, while the weak would be exploited.

In her past life, despite her martial arts skills, she had been injured by intruders.

This time, she would prepare herself in advance...

After arranging her plans for tomorrow, Annan gradually drifted to sleep.

Since the apocalypse loomed, she hadn't had such a peaceful, comfortable night—society was stable, neighbors were friendly, and she didn't have to worry about violent intruders.

Moonlight softly filtered in, casting a gentle glow over Annan's serene face.

"Knock, knock, knock."

Suddenly, Annan was jolted awake by a knocking sound.

Her heightened alertness from four years of survival in the apocalypse made her sit up instantly.

What was that noise?

Listening carefully, it sounded like bones being chopped—coming from downstairs.

Who would be chopping ribs at this hour? Why not just order takeout?

Annan found the sound intolerable. By the later stages of the apocalypse, many had resorted to cannibalism.

This rough, violent sound was the unmistakable noise of someone tearing apart a body...

Though it was still peaceful now and not yet the horrors of the apocalypse, this noise made it difficult to sleep.

After waiting for a while, the sound persisted.

Annan wiped the sweat from her arm and, her hairs standing on end, put on some clothes and headed downstairs.

Had there been this kind of noise in her previous life? She hadn't paid attention...

Living in apartment 1402, she found the door to 1301 wide open when she reached the ground floor.

A man in a shirt was already hammering on the door to 1302.

"How long are you going to keep banging? Some of us still need to sleep!" Annan shouted, irritated.

The noise immediately ceased.

After a long pause, just as both the man and Annan were about to leave, the door cracked open slightly.

A fat, greasy face peeked out.