An Tianxin almost fainted.
What kind of reporter was this, unable to ask proper questions!
"Please explain your relationship!"
"Tianxin, weren't you engaged to the heir of Fu Group? Why is there another man now?"
"Engaged?"
An Nuan looked confused: "Wasn't it me who was engaged to the Fu family?"
An Tianxin was stunned.
What was going on?
"Sister, you didn't want to..."
"Didn't want to what?"
An Nuan blinked: "I heard the Fu family is rich and powerful, and their heir is super handsome. Besides jewelry and real estate, he also established a multinational new energy group. Why wouldn't I want such an excellent man?"
"I want him so much I'm drooling!"
An Nuan happily savored An Tianxin's stunned expression.
Suddenly, a female reporter, holding up her microphone, bashed it violently onto An Tianxin's shoulder.
She screamed: "Liar! You lying bitch, I'm going to kill you!"
"Tianxin!"
Mo Shu rushed over, limping. The reporters also devolved into chaos, some pulling at people, others seizing the opportunity to get scoops.
An Nuan found a chance to retreat into the house and lock the doors and windows.
In her past life, there were many cases of sudden assault and murder between August and September. At the time, people didn't pay much attention, but after the apocalypse, everyone understood.
The beginning of people transforming into zombies was marked by dark spots.
The female reporter from earlier had a dark spot on her neck.
The dark spot was still faint now. Once the dark spots spread all over her body, that female reporter would turn into a zombie.
An Nuan sighed: "I need to speed things up."
During the day, she took time to find some people from the clubs to help her get some supplies, and they were delivered in the late hours of the night.
Zombies were essentially biological entities, and like all biological entities, they feared fire and electricity.
5,000 stun batons would be convenient for close-quarters combat, making it effective when striking zombies!
5,000 stun guns to make the zombies' brains think.
10,000 high-voltage electric shock boxes for concentrated discharge, to blow their useless brains!
She packed these items away and then received another shipment.
20,000 gas canisters, 20,000 portable flamethrowers, and 20,000 vehicle-mounted flamethrowers.
Some were strategically placed around her house, set up as ambushes, while others were stored in her spatial dimension for immediate use.
She also bought five million feather arrows and had hobbyists modify BB guns.
In addition, An Nuan hid handy tools in convenient places throughout her house, even including an electric saw.
She hired people to wrap her courtyard walls with electric fences and set up numerous traps within the yard.
Flamethrowers, tasers, dart guns, and bullets. If anyone dared trespass on her territory, they'd lose half their life first!
An Nuan also prepared several utility vests, custom-made sets of mini daggers, mini flashbangs, and small laser knives.
Essential life-saving gear, having several sets readily available and close at hand was always a good idea.
After An Nuan finished preparing her weapons and tools, the day dawned again.
Today, the German design team arrived. After explaining her requirements to them, she maintained one-way communication with the project manager.
After purchasing several drones and radios, she spent several days receiving goods and addressing any shortcomings.
On this day, Hai Changfeng finally arrived.
An Nuan personally welcomed him: "Mr. Hai, are the items I requested ready?"
"Your items are ready, but please don't call me Mr. Hai. How dare I call myself 'Mr.' in front of you! Come and take a look."
Hai Changfeng opened the car door.
One compartment was filled with various medicines, with alcohol, iodine, gauze, cotton swabs, and antibiotics being the most abundant, occupying half the compartment.
In the apocalypse, bumps and scrapes were inevitable, so An Nuan had specifically requested more of these.
Hai Changfeng: "Aspirin, Betaloc, multivitamins... eighty-five types of medication, all brought for you. Here's a box of syringes, here are two boxes of various medical supplies and tools. Over here, seven sets of protective suits, all professional-grade, the kind used after the nuclear explosion in Nippon."
"As if Nippon really exploded."
"Just using it as a comparison. You can inspect the goods."
An Nuan signed the paperwork, transferred the money to him, and then said, "Wait for me."
She went inside and used a cart to bring out some rice, grains, and oil from her spatial dimension for Hai Changfeng.
Hai Changfeng looked bewildered.
"Ms. An, I received twelve million from you. I can still afford to buy rice."
"The weather will turn very bad in a while, and business might not be possible. Please take this back. Stock up on some goods too. Don't starve yourself to death while trying to make money."
An Nuan's previous mention to the farm family was because she was moved by them.
Reminding Hai Changfeng was purely out of personal sentiment.
When her grandmother passed away, An Dong came to fight for the inheritance. Hai Changfeng, then a company director, was the only one besides Luo Luo who stood by her.
But she could only say so much.
The rest depended on Hai Changfeng's luck.
Hai Changfeng didn't pry further. He accepted the goods and had his men help unload them.
He added, "By the way, Ms. An, do you know about your cousin's situation?"
"Tianxin?"
"Yes. Didn't she get hit by a female reporter a while ago? Fractured her shoulder. The news caused a huge uproar."
"Ah?"
An Nuan found it strange.
Although An Dong was somewhat famous, An Tianxin being beaten didn't seem like it would cause such a huge stir.
Were the public this gossipy?
"It seems you don't know. The helmsman of Fu Group issued a statement."
Hai Changfeng chuckled mischievously: "Fu Group said An Tianxin was shameless, sending her own boyfriend to seduce his fiancée. Master Fu also said..."
"Said what?"
"Said An Tianxin is nothing! That's his exact quote, I'm not making it up. You can check online if you don't believe me."
An Nuan's jaw dropped in shock.
While she was busy stocking up, such a scandalous event had occurred!
This scandal was too delicious!
An Nuan loved seeing An Tianxin get into trouble.
She quickly opened her phone to search for the news.
However, before she could indulge in the gossip, she saw another post.
A post appeared on the advertising pages and prime recommendation spots of major websites.
Title: The Apocalypse is Coming!
The content was simple: September 13th, the apocalypse will arrive, zombies will erupt, everyone stock up and survive.
An Nuan was stunned.
Someone else knew the apocalypse was coming, and they had even revealed the specific date!
Was it precognition?
Or had they been reborn like her?
Who was it?
An Nuan immediately called Luo Luo.
"Check the IP address of this user named 'Black Smoke' for me, quickly!"
Luo Luo, a computer expert, spent ten minutes and exclaimed in surprise.
"Wow, you've encountered a master! The IP is fully encrypted and protected by five layers of security, national-level!"
An Nuan frowned and scrolled through the post, seeing everyone mocking the poster.
"Bro, have you watched too much 'Nightfall'? Your brain is scrambled."
"Tsk, last time someone said there was radiation, my mom bought 50 packs of salt. They're all expired and still unused!"
"This guy even says the apocalypse starts on the 13th. Thinks he's a prophet."
"I think he's a jumped prophet, definitely a wolf."
"Maybe it's an e-commerce company having a random fit and playing games."
"It's definitely another marketing gimmick!"
Marketing my ass!
A bunch of idiots!
When the apocalypse comes, they'll be crying!