The men had their usual self-defense tools at hand: two flashlights, a saw, two kitchen knives, and a long axe.

Take everything useful with you.

As for the useless ones.

The sheets and blankets they slept in—Jin Shu didn't want them anymore, and she wouldn't let these people have them. She threw them all into the black water!

The pots, pans, and utensils were all things they had used, so they threw them all away.

The glass windows were smashed, the door was shattered with an axe, and the sewers that the original owner had painstakingly sealed with cement were all broken open by Jin Shu with an axe. Before leaving, Jin Shu lit a match and threw it on the curtains inside the room.

Pack all your belongings—one bag, two bags, three bags—and take them all with you.

Jin Shu didn't even glance at the door opposite her.

The female lead has already modified it; it's all bulletproof tempered glass doors with many layers inside and out. Jin Shu definitely can't open it in a short time with her current abilities, so there's no need to waste time here.

Her immediate priority is to find a place to build her own safe house.

The city was shrouded in darkness, making progress difficult.

Jin Shu headed straight in one direction: the building opposite the apartment building.

Because of her introverted nature and hoarding obsession, the original owner met many people online who were like her, all characterized by hoarding and a bit of worry.

Three days before the apocalypse began, when the internet was still usable, a stock-hoarding expert with depression left a message in the group.

"The world is beyond saving."

Then I could no longer contact them.

He committed suicide. Before he did, he said goodbye to some of his friends in the group.

Because people would exchange things they had stockpiled that they couldn't use before the apocalypse, Jin Shu knew his exact address.

Sixteenth floor, room 1603.

Climbing such a tall building does require some effort, but fortunately Jin Shu had plenty of time. When she reached the sixteenth floor and arrived at the door, she found it tightly closed and the corridor eerily silent. Clearly, not long after the apocalypse broke out, the people here had left with the first wave of evacuation troops.

In this earthquake-prone area, no one would want to stay here any longer.

The door to apartment 1603 was locked, and the smart lock still had power. As for the password, the person had told it to several people in the group who lived nearby before committing suicide.

After entering the password, the door opened, and a pungent smell hit her, immediately confirming that no one had been here.

Jin Shu closed the door, turned on her flashlight, and searched the entire house, finally finding the body in the bedroom.

The apocalypse has lasted for more than two months since it started, experiencing both extreme heat and cold. Although the corpses are unrecognizable, they have not become particularly horrific.

Jin Shu simply wrapped him in a bed sheet and then, according to his last wishes, took him to the balcony.

Jin Shu spent the rest of the night organizing the supplies in the room, and ended up with a very fruitful result.

As a hoarder suffering from severe paranoia, Jin Shu spent more than ten hours tidying up the entire house, which covered more than 180 square meters, inside and out.

This house was more like a warehouse than a home, with almost every corner crammed with things. Even the master bedroom, apart from the bed and cabinets, was filled with all sorts of survival supplies.

As for food, Jin Shu found ten boxes of military-grade compressed biscuits, more than thirty boxes of instant noodles in various flavors, and military-grade canned goods covering the entire kitchen floor. The canned goods ranged in flavor from fruit to meat, and all had a shelf life of ten years.

Besides these fast foods, there were also a lot of rotten vegetables and fruits in the kitchen. Opening the cupboard, there were more than a dozen bags of 20-pound vacuum-packed rice, more than a dozen bags of 20-pound flour, and a large bag whose contents were not visible from the outside. Jin Shu opened it and took a look; it turned out to be a 10-pound bag of white sugar.

Animal fats and vegetable oils were neatly arranged under the kitchen windowsill.

Jin Shu searched through the entire kitchen cabinets but couldn't find a water source.

Finally, she remembered the original owner's hoarding habit, so she directly pushed hard against the only empty wall next to the kitchen.

The next second, his hand went empty, and a white door suddenly appeared. After opening it, a hidden space of about 20 square meters was revealed. Shining a flashlight inside, he saw that it was filled with densely packed, high-stacked bottles of mineral water.

I glanced around and saw that there were about two hundred five-liter bottles of water and thousands of five-hundred-milliliter small bottles of drinking water.

Besides water, there were dozens of cases of beer in the corner.

As the flashlight beam shifted, Jin Shu saw a mesh frame embedded in the wall, with each mesh hole filled with wine.

Red wine, white wine, all kinds of alcohol content, were stored together like a honeycomb, hundreds of bottles in total.

There were more supplies here than Jin Shu had imagined.

There was enough food to feed one person for more than half a year, and as for water, there was a year's worth stored.

Compared to this hoarder, the original owner's hoarding was simply insignificant.

After tidying up the food, there were also many survival tools hidden inside the house.

The bedroom closet contained five cotton quilts, two down jackets for extreme cold weather, and various other warm clothing.

The water storage tank in the bathroom automatically collects rainwater, enough for a week's worth of domestic water in one go.

But rainwater is definitely unusable now, though it can be used to store other things.

The items in the living room were so varied that it resembled a general store.

Bicycles, backpacks, tents, kayaks, hammocks, sleeping bags, portable toolboxes, and more are all available.

The entrenching tool, axe, stick, harpoon, and other personal protective equipment were all in very good condition, indicating that the owner had never used them since they were purchased.

Finally, Jin Shu found quite a few portable gas stoves, but unfortunately there were only a dozen or so gas canisters, which would be used up quickly for three meals a day.

After tidying up everything in the room, the 24 hours were not yet over, with about three hours left. Jin Shu used brute force to open her neighbor's door.

It was clear that the family had left in a hurry, leaving many things behind. Jin Shu found a lot of toilet paper, sanitary napkins, wet wipes, and the like, but she hadn't come here for these things. She knew that having a lot of supplies was pointless if she couldn't hold them, so her immediate priority was to fortify her territory.

First, dismantle the cabinets to collect wood, and then temporarily reinforce the doors and windows of the house with wood.

In addition, the sewers are blocked with cement. The 18th floor is very high, so the dirty water cannot rise up for the time being, but sooner or later, as the black water rises higher and higher, the dirty water on the ground will overflow.

Jin Shu put down her kayak and went to a nearby building materials market. She found cement that had not yet been soaked in the warehouse, and after bringing it back, she used the cement to block all the drain outlets in her house.