"Cough, cough!"
The woman on the bed, with delicate features, suddenly coughed violently.
A burning pain spread from her internal organs. Her fair skin flushed, and beads of cold sweat trickled down her scalp, vanishing onto the sheets.
An Nuan struggled and writhed in pain, her fingers digging into her thigh.
Pain!
Pain? Hadn't she died? How could a dead person feel pain?
An Nuan's eyes snapped open, her consciousness ripped from a nightmare.
"I'm still alive?"
No, it was impossible!
She had clearly died.
Died in the apocalypse, at the hands of her own relatives!
In the eighth year of the apocalypse, her uncle's family had pushed her outside the safe house.
She had killed countless zombies, until her weapons were depleted and her energy exhausted. Her uncle's family had even gambled on her regenerative abilities.
Those survivors without abilities bet with food, wagering whether she could survive the next zombie onslaught, forcing her to continue killing zombies outside the safe house.
An Nuan failed.
No matter how strong her regenerative abilities were, they couldn't withstand the relentless waves of zombie attacks.
She clearly remembered the agony of her limbs being torn apart, the pain of her internal organs being gouged out, and the hideous faces of those people.
At this moment, An Nuan was drenched in cold sweat, a chilling coldness emanating from her eyes.
Hate, she hated them so much!
She longed to kill those people with her own hands!
"I am the strongest man next door..."
The ringtone blared, and An Nuan abruptly turned, swiping at her phone in panic.
A woman's scolding immediately came through.
"Little aunt, you actually missed today's shareholders' meeting! Do you know what your uncle proposed?"
Hearing the familiar voice, An Nuan's tears instantly streamed down her face.
"Luoluo? You're alive?"
"What nonsense are you talking? Am I dead if I'm not alive? I'll live a long life, my dear beauty!"
An Nuan looked around dazedly. A bedroom with a natural wood theme, a floor-to-ceiling glass balcony, a photo of her parents by the bed, stuffed toys at the foot of the bed...
This was her villa bedroom.
The digital clock on the bedside table read August 13, 2040, 10:28 AM.
One month before the outbreak of the apocalypse!
An Nuan rushed into the bathroom and, looking at her own face, which was only in her early twenties, burst into laughter.
"I'm alive, I'm really alive! I've returned to twenty-two!"
"Xiao Nuan, are you okay? You don't have to go crazy over that scum, it's not worth it!"
An Nuan suddenly punched the mirror, shattering it. Blood splattered onto the pearls around her neck, but she didn't notice.
In her previous life, her boyfriend Mo Shu and Luoluo had teamed up to find food. Luoluo never returned.
She was supposed to be the one looking for food that day, but because she suddenly had her period and her body smelled too much of blood, it was unsafe.
Luoluo had volunteered to go in her place.
She had always thought Luoluo had bad luck and encountered zombies, but she only learned the truth before she died: Mo Shu had broken Luoluo's leg to escape, turning her into a meal for the zombies.
An Nuan also learned before she died that Mo Shu had always been working for her uncle, initially planted to get her shares.
Later, he became a tool to monitor and restrain her.
"Meow, meow~" A soft little creature rubbed against her feet.
An Nuan's eyes turned red. She picked up a black-faced cat from the floor and sniffed it deeply.
"Don't worry, I won't forget you!"
In the third year of the apocalypse, the safe house she lived in was breached by zombies, and she was almost bitten.
Juanzi had lunged at the zombies, buying her and Luoluo time to escape.
And Juanzi was torn in half and devoured by the zombies...
An Nuan opened three cans of cat food from the cabinet and gave them all to Juanzi.
She smiled and said, "Luoluo, tell my uncle that I'll sell my shares for ten billion. Not a single cent less."
"What?"
"If I don't see the money in half an hour, I'll start selling my shares to the public."
"Xiao Nuan, you've gone mad! We can talk about other things, but it's not worth it for Mo Shu, he's deceiving you!"
Luoluo was stunned.
Ten billion was a lot of money, but the An Group's business was extensive and profitable.
An Nuan's shares were worth fifteen billion, or even more!
Ten billion was practically giving it away!
An Nuan was certainly not crazy, nor did she want to help that scumbag.
The An Group was left to her by her grandmother and parents. She personally held 60% of the shares, while her uncle An Dong held 6%.
An Dong's family had always coveted her shares, and An Nuan had been dealing with them for years.
This time, she would fulfill An Dong's wish and sell him the shares at a cheap price!
In her previous life, An Dong had scraped together 10 billion to acquire two chain supermarkets. After the apocalypse began, he had ample supplies and absolute power.
This time, she would drain An Dong's funds and see what he used to acquire supermarkets!
"Oh, and there's one more thing I need you to do."
"What?"
"Find two people to break Mo Shu's legs!"
An Nuan hung up the phone, thinking that after she got the money, she would prepare for the apocalypse. However, she first needed several large warehouses.
They had to be close to her for easy access to supplies, and sufficiently hidden to avoid being found.
Just then, a bead on her necklace emitted a dazzling silver light.
As An Nuan raised her hand to block the light, some kind of usage instructions entered her mind.
What was this?
Could it be that I've awakened my special abilities early?
An Nuan opened her eyes again and saw a vast cubic space before her.
There was grass below and a wooden roof above, just like a drawing she had made as a child.
Only this roof was colossal, covered by something transparent on the outside, forming a space with the grassland.
She estimated this colossal space to be as large as ten Bird's Nest stadiums, and within this space were countless transparent cubes.
With a thought from An Nuan, the cubes began to move, even expanding and shrinking as she willed.
It was like intelligent warehouse management, and her consciousness was the intelligent computer!
An Nuan tried grabbing a handful of grass and scattering it in the space.
The grass remained suspended in mid-air, motionless.
Without any external force, it floated in place.
"Is time frozen here?"
To verify her guess, An Nuan deliberately stayed inside for a long time, even taking a nap.
When she emerged.
10:30 AM!
"It is indeed frozen!"
An Nuan was overjoyed.
This solved her warehouse problem.
She could not only stockpile grains and rice, but also meat and vegetables, and even cooked food!
She touched the bead around her neck.
This string of beads was given to her by her grandmother before she died, who said it was a protective charm and must never be removed.
An Nuan was glad she had listened to her grandmother.
Whether it was rebirth or this space, it was all the bead's power!
"Ding, 10 billion yuan has been credited."
An Nuan heard her phone announce the incoming message. A cold smile curved her lips.
It had to be said, her uncle was decisive and bold when it came to taking advantage, quite the man!
With ten billion, plus her own tens of millions in savings, An Nuan could buy whatever she pleased.
Before officially getting to work, she had one more important thing to do!