As such, simply by locking the hallway door, no one else could enter this floor.
Across from Annan's apartment was vacant, the previous owner never did come back.
Hence, she, the sole occupant of the 14th floor, intended to add an explosion-proof door behind the stainless steel door in this floor.
Then, she decided to replace her apartment door, number 1402, with two blast doors.
Four layers of doors were akin to having four layers of insurance.
This time, no one will dare to intrude into her home. Having set the doorsecurity, Annan rushed towards the large outdoor supermarket.
She bought diving suits and diving equipment, sleeping bag, moisture-proof mat, tent, flashlight, radio...
She even managed to find a gas mask.
She then bought masks, storm gear, and cold weather clothing, etc.
Finally, to prepare for the flood, she purchased the most vital gear-inflatable boats and rubber dinghies.
She bought multiples of each item to ensure they wouldn't break in extreme conditions.
By midday, all the errands got her worn out, and Annan found a small restaurant to eat.
As she was eating, she chatted with the restaurant owner about home matters and asked about the supplier of the gas cylinders for her home.
This led her to hurry to the suburbs to buy two trucks worth of gas cylinders.
Though there are utilities like water, electricity, and gas in the house in the space, after all, the time spent there every day is limited.
Besides, in this post-apocalyptic world, some things have to be conducted transparently; one can't inexplicably whip up meals without raising suspicions.
After purchasing the gas, An Nan
secured two truckloads of coal from a nearby factory, which would be needed for the severe cold.
Just as she exited from the factory, An Nan received a call from the renovation workers notifying her the doors and windows have been delivered.
So, she drove home.
When she got home, the workers were speechless, carrying several heavy-duty blast-proof doors.
"Young girl, are you living here alone? Why all the grand ambience?"
An Nan smiled and said, "It's not for me, but for my brother. He has paranoid delusions. Without these, he can't sleep soundly."
The master worker smacked his lips and didn't ask anything else, and they started to work in earnest.
While there was a flurry of activity going on here, Qian Ying, who had slept until past noon on the weekend, noticed that A Nan hadn't responded to her messages. So, she sent another one.
She was greeted with a red exclamation mark.
Was An Nan deleting her own information too?
Qian Ying sat up in disbelief, a wave of unease suddenly welling up in her heart.
This despicable woman was her and her cousin's ticket to high society. Nothing could go wrong.
Quickly, she got dressed and went upstairs to find An Nan.
Qian Ying's family lived on the 8th floor and her elevator card couldn't access the 14th floor, so she had to climb the stairs.
Normally not much for exercise, she was panting hard.
Finally, she reached the 14th floor, only to see the master installing an explosion-proof door in the corridor, and she was stunned.
"An Nan, what are you doing?"
After greeting the master, An Nan was about to leave again when she saw a drenched, panting Qian Ying.
She didn't recognize her at first glance.
In her previous life, after the devastation of the apocalypse, people who were starved and in rags were as thin as skin and bones.
Qian Ying, who was already very thin, was only left with a dry, yellow skin stretched over her face.
At the end, when she swung her knife at her, her face was so disgusting, like a demon from hell.
This was in stark contrast to the fair-skinned, delicate Qian Ying standing in front of her.
Seeing that she got no response, Qian Ying felt awkward and had to ask again.
"An Nan, why are you adding another door behind the corridor door?"
An Nan wished she could kill her directly with her bare hands.
However, with the presence of the renovation workers nearby, and the social order still intact, she did not want to be in jail when the apocalypse came.
With only a glance at her: "What's up?"
Qian Ying felt a sudden apprehension in the face of her cold demeanor.
Just a few days not seeing her and A Nan seems to have changed into another person.
Looking at her icy, indifferent eyes and even sensing a touch of distaste left Qian Ying perplexed.
How did she offend this woman?
She then asked: "Nan Nan, why did you block me and my cousin?"
An Nan answered without any expression: "I blocked because I felt like it. Any problem?"
Qian Ying was taken aback by her straightforwardness. She saw An Nan stepping into the elevator and rushed in after her.
"Nan Nan, is there a misunderstanding between us?"
Her eyes welled up with tears, presenting a pathetic appearance.
"Do you find my cousin too annoying?"
"Actually, Wen Bin is a really good person. There are many girls who like him, but he only admires you. He's in agony, not knowing why you always dodge him....."
"Ding"
The elevator arrived at the first floor. The door opened and An Nan walked out without a second glance.
Walking, she began to speak, "He's too ugly."
"Huh?" Qian Ying was taken aback.
"Aren't you asking why I don't like him? Because he's too darn ugly."
"And," An Nan turned to face her, "You're very ugly too."
"I don't like hanging out with grotesque people."
With that, she turned and walked away.
Qian Ying remained stalled, only reacting once An Nan had moved further away.
Ahhhhhh!
This jerk! She actually called me ugly!
Always with a high self-esteem, Qian Ying was instantly furious.
Her most envied An Nan, actually dared to look down on her in person?!
She was instantly so angry she was twisted out of shape, screaming wildly.