She carefully examined her face in the mirror. At twenty-three, her face was full of collagen, her skin was fair, her hair was black, and her figure was well-proportioned.

But those eyes were ultimately unsuitable for holding the innocence of someone who was unaware of the ways of the world.

Jiang Zhi looked away with a complicated expression, slung her bag over her shoulder, and headed to the antique market she had researched earlier. However, her target wasn't antiques, but rather the Tang Dynasty sword shop located at the far end of the antique market.

This shop specializes in Tang Dynasty swords, but actually has all sorts of swords.

Jiang Zhi didn't see the owner when she entered the store, but she was attracted by the various knives displayed on the wall and in the cabinet.

In her past life, she always carried a kitchen knife and a broken fruit knife; this time, she can possess many cold weapons.

However, she would still choose a suitable kitchen knife.

After all, I've gotten used to it.

"Young lady, I didn't realize you were so young and yet you had such a taste." An old man emerged from behind the curtain, holding sandpaper in his hand, seemingly making something.

"Uncle, do you sell all your knives? Do you include sharpening?" Jiang Zhi got straight to the point; she really didn't have much time to chat about other things.

"According to national regulations, these are all controlled knives, and I cannot sharpen them."

“There are exceptions, aren’t there? I bought them to give to several elders and friends. They needed quite a lot, so I made sure it wouldn’t harm anyone or myself.”

“I have everything on display here, you can choose for yourself, but I’m not responsible for sharpening, unless…” The old man raised his eyes behind his reading glasses.

“Okay.” Jiang Zhi understood what he meant, picked out a few that she could handle, and then readily paid double the price without even asking the unit price.

The old man put down the sandpaper and helped Jiang Zhi pack several knives. He then glanced at Jiang Zhi a few more times.

This girl not only bought long swords and short swords, but also daggers with blood grooves, and even the only kitchen knife in his cabinet.

This is the first time I've bought a kitchen knife from him.

"Is the knife sharpened?" Jiang Zhi added.

"The cleaver is sharpened; you can come back in a couple of days to pick up the rest," the old man said with a smile. His cleaver was a replica of a knife used by imperial chefs during the Qing Dynasty, and it had a certain origin and history, which was why it was placed here for sale. Since it was placed here, no one had shown any interest in it.

Hey, this girl is really interesting.

Jiang Zhi nodded, put the cleaver into her bag, and then strolled out of the store.

Just as Jiang Zhi came out of the knife shop, she received a text message notifying her that her supermarket's pharmacy section had passed the certification process, meaning she was now qualified to open and sell medicine in the mall. (This part is fictional and is meant to make it less restrictive for the female protagonist to buy medicine.)

Great news!

Jiang Zhi spent six million to take over a pharmacy, and then gave another thirty million to purchase various medicines.

In particular, disinfectants, anti-inflammatory drugs, and drugs for relieving heat and freezing are all scarce resources in the apocalypse.

Sometimes, wound inflammation can be fatal.

Some medicines must be obtained before the apocalypse, because medicines have specific storage conditions; medicines will spoil if the temperature is too high, and some medicines must be refrigerated.

Although she couldn't buy them openly, Jiang Zhi had the connections to obtain a considerable amount of medical equipment such as antibacterial gowns, scalpels, and syringes through behind-the-scenes means.

Most importantly, she managed to acquire portable oxygen tanks, as well as a large quantity of traditional Chinese medicinal herbs. She had a pharmacy's herb purchasing department connect with a Chinese medicine factory, and successfully obtained a batch of herbs.

In freezing weather, traditional Chinese medicine warming remedies are more effective than Western medicine.

As for the prescriptions, there are traditional Chinese medicine practitioners at the pharmacy, and Jiang Zhi can get prescriptions for common typhoid fever and heat-clearing medicines.

In addition, Jiang Zhi also bought a large number of books, especially those related to architecture, agriculture, forestry, animal husbandry and fishery.

Besides paper books, the rest were e-books. Jiang Zhi hired someone to download fifty USB drives full of e-books, ranging from children's picture books to classic documents.

In the post-apocalyptic world, cultural discontinuity was severe. A few bases managed to maintain education, but these efforts were intermittent and extremely difficult due to various natural disasters. Moreover, these schools primarily focused on improving combat skills; everyone was preoccupied with survival, and spiritual civilization was relegated to a secondary concern, resulting in a state of unbridled growth.

Jiang Zhi did all this because she thought that one day in the future, if she could see the light, these spiritual civilizations of humankind should also be passed on.

She also spent a day purchasing a batch of outdoor and water sports equipment, such as tents, large parasols, hiking boots, snow boots, goggles, diving suits, kayaks, small sailboats, and speedboats.

By late May, after picking up her off-road vehicle from the modification shop, Jiang Zhi gradually stopped going out.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter. You'll be covered in sweat with the slightest movement, and you'll be drenched in sweat while eating.

Some people online are already fearing the so-called end of the world, but these messages were quickly suppressed. The focus is more on discussing heatstroke.

Even a slight increase in temperature compared to the same period last year is enough to make many elderly people with poor health feel unwell.

People who work in direct sunlight are at a significantly higher risk of heatstroke and heat exhaustion.

"Oh my god, it's so hot. My power system can't handle it, and there are frequent power outages."

"Me too, when the power goes out, the water goes out too, it's so annoying."

"It's only May and the temperature is already as high as 38 degrees Celsius. What will it be like in June?"

Jiang Zhi also commented under the entry.

"It's so hot! Everyone should stock up on some dry food, especially heatstroke prevention medicine, to reduce the number of times you go out and get sick. Also, there's a big sale on off-season down jackets, so ladies who want to save money can grab them."

Her remarks were somewhat unrelated to the apocalypse, but she couldn't say it directly online, as the cyber police are not to be trifled with.

Since her parents passed away, Jiang Zhi has lived alone in this villa that holds thirteen years of her memories.

She bought this villa after her grandfather passed away when she was ten years old. It is located halfway up Queshan Mountain in Jiangcheng, which is also one of the higher places in Jiangcheng. Jiangcheng is located by the river, and she can see the river view from her rooftop.

Her house is 300 meters above the river level, so if a flood were to occur, it would not be submerged in a short period of time.

Before her father passed away, he had security at the villa strengthened with sturdy materials and a robust design, and installed surveillance cameras around the perimeter, so she didn't look for another house to live in.

Villas are low-rise buildings with few people, so people can escape quickly during an earthquake.

If she lives on a high floor now, she will be saddened if there is an earthquake in the future.

She wouldn't go to the base until the temperature changed; this villa was her residence.

After parking the car in the yard, Jiang Zhi closed the double iron gate of the villa and then cleaned the yard.

The live-in nanny was fired the day she was reborn, and she compensated her with two months' salary.

After that, she did everything herself, inside and out, in the villa.

Jiang Zhi drained the dirty water from the swimming pool, cleaned it under the scorching sun, disinfected it, and then refilled it with fresh water.

If the water supply is cut off in the future, she can use this water to wash clothes and flush the toilet.

That's the advantage of owning a detached villa with a yard; no one will know when you flush the toilet.

Everyone around her is wealthy, and they all know that Jiang Zhi is an orphan.

Therefore, one can imagine what her situation would be like in the event of the apocalypse.

Jiang Zhi inspected the villa inside and out again, and smashed two boxes of glass bottles. She then mixed the broken glass with cement in the yard and embedded it into the wall.