After returning home, Nan Xiangwan and her brother rested for two days and then started hoarding goods everywhere until there were still more than ten days left before the apocalypse.
"Sister, it's already autumn, but the weather is still so hot. Is the apocalypse coming?" Nan Haochen asked worriedly as he stood in front of his window.
After listening to her brother's words, Nan Xiangwan looked out the window and replied calmly, "Yes, there are only a few days left. Don't go out these next few days. Use your spare time to practice ancient martial arts. We'll be fighting zombies soon."
"Okay, but are zombies really as scary as they are on TV? I feel a little scared."
"Oh, that's about right, but it'll be fine once you get used to it."
"Why do I always feel like you're not afraid of anything? Those are zombies!"
"What if I'm afraid? What if I'm not afraid? I can't escape it. I can only accept it."
"All right."
On August 18, 2037, the apocalypse finally arrived.
That day, before dawn, Nan Xiangwan was woken up by the heat. Seeing that the room temperature was 54 degrees Celsius, he immediately got up and turned on the air conditioner. It took a while for the temperature to drop.
Nan Haochen woke up from the heat and came out shirtless, asking groggily, "Sister, has it started yet?"
"Okay, let me check the news."
Nan Xiangwan skillfully turned on the TV news channel. The host was talking about the recent weather changes, urging everyone to stay indoors as much as possible to avoid heatstroke, and saying that the weather would improve after the high-temperature period.
But who could have imagined that this heatwave would last for half a year before ending, followed by a rapid drop in temperature and the onset of extreme cold weather?
"Haochen will be cutting off the water and electricity soon. Fill all the extra buckets in the house with water, so that we can at least cover for outsiders if they come."
"Sis, who can come to our house? You're overthinking it."
"What if? Nobody knows what will happen next."
"Okay, but we don't have many buckets at home, so I'll just fill them all up."
"Well, let's go now, otherwise the weather will heat up and you'll be sweating all over if you move."
The siblings were being extravagant by turning on all the air conditioners in the house, thinking they could enjoy themselves for as long as they could. Soon the voltage would be unable to withstand the high temperatures and the air conditioners would burn out, at which point they would only be able to use a generator or stay in the space.
Otherwise, this awful weather would really steam you alive.
I have no idea how I survived in my past life; it's truly a mystery.
The siblings filled all the empty buckets in the house with water, and Nan Xiangwan then stored them all in his spatial dimension; if they had been left outside, they probably would have evaporated.
At this moment, the Nanxiangwan residents' group chat also started buzzing, notifying all residents to prepare food and drinking water, and to try to buy a generator, because their area is relatively remote and such high temperatures could easily cause accidents. They were also worried that if there was a power outage, the residents would complain.
After reading it in the evening, Nan Xiangwan thought to himself that the property management company was really good and very thoughtful. As for whether they listened to it or not, that was their own business.
After putting down their phones, the two took out two breakfasts from their spatial storage and began eating. After finishing, they started practicing ancient martial arts, since this was a way to survive in the post-apocalyptic world. As for activating their superpowers, they would have to wait for the first blood rain.
So Nan Xiangwan plans to stay home as much as possible for the next few months. Going out is like taking a sauna; she can't stand it.
Meanwhile, in Beijing, at the People's Hospital's VIP ward.
A man with an otherworldly appearance opened his eyes.
Looking at the unfamiliar surroundings, I never imagined that I would be reborn, especially back to the time right after my appendicitis surgery.
That's right, Zhan Siyu was reborn. In his previous life, he perished together with the Lost King, thinking it was all over. But when he opened his eyes, he was sent back to his previous life. Frustrated, he picked up his phone and saw the date. He thought to himself, "Couldn't they have sent me back a week earlier? They sent me back to the very first day of the apocalypse." He felt like dying again. But then he thought that it was just a high temperature now, and he could still stock up on supplies.
He immediately picked up his phone and called his subordinates.
"Bei Minghao, now you immediately use all the funds to buy supplies. Buy as much as you can. Buy everything you can, including food, clothing, shelter, and transportation. The more the better. Do you hear me? It's urgent."
Bei Minghao received a call from his boss. After listening to his boss's arrangements, he asked in confusion, "Boss, are you sure? The total funds are over 3 billion."
"I'm sure, definitely. And I'm telling you, the apocalypse is coming. The current high temperatures are a sign, so you know how important supplies are. Time is running out, you need to hurry."
Bei Minghao: "..." Is the boss joking? The apocalypse? Has he been watching too many movies? But he didn't dare to refute it, and could only reply, "I understand, boss, I'll arrange for someone to buy it right now."
"Okay, put everything into our secret underground warehouse, and also stock up on generator fuel. The water and power will be cut off soon, understand?"
Hearing his boss's stern words, Bei Minghao felt that his boss really wasn't joking. If the apocalypse really was coming, then he really needed to hurry up and prepare. After all, he had watched a lot of apocalyptic movies and knew the importance of food. He immediately replied, "I'll go prepare now."
Then he asked, "Is the boss going to pick you up from the hospital now?"
"No need, I'll be discharged on my own eventually. Don't worry about me for now. The most important thing right now is to provide supplies and gather all your families in one villa."
"Okay, I'll make sure to complete the task."
"Well, if some families disagree, there's no need to force them."
After hanging up the phone, Zhan Siyu called a few of his good brothers, telling them that the apocalypse was coming and they should stock up on supplies. Whether they believed him or not was none of his business. He had seen too much selfishness in the apocalypse and didn't want to care about too many people in this life. He was really tired.
Lying in bed, he thought, "If only my superpowers from my past life had come back with me." He closed his eyes to sense them and found that his superpowers had indeed returned with him. He immediately closed his eyes again to sense his own space and was surprised to find that even his supplies were still there. Overjoyed, he then sensed his water and lightning superpowers.
After all, he was a three-elemental ability user in his previous life, and the most powerful 10th-level expert. Otherwise, he wouldn't have fought the Lost King to a standstill and ultimately perished together.
Even after his rebirth, his level dropped back to level 2. However, no one knew about his spatial ability in his previous life. This was his only trump card. After all, he was the only one in his family, so there was no one to share it with.
He just doesn't know if he will still be alone in this life, and he also wants to have someone to accompany him.
If Nan Xiangwan knew that someone else was reborn with superpowers, she would definitely be envious and jealous. They were both reborn, so why was she a newbie?
Zhan Siyu: Be content, at least you have time to stock up. I'm facing the apocalypse directly, so no one can complain...
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