The doors and windows were explosion-proof and there was ample supply in the room; it was so much better than her previous life.
She turned on her tablet and began downloading her favorite dramas and variety shows.
The end-times were fraught with danger, with no internet or power, and danger lurked everywhere, causing immense mental stress.
Therefore, apart from the basic necessities of survival she needed to take good care of herself mentally to go the distance.
She also purchased many e-books and video resources.
Novels, maps, cooking tutorials, combat guides, wilderness survival guides, and so on, all downloaded together.
One device wasn't enough to hold all the data, so An Nan planned to buy more electronics tomorrow.
After dinner, An Nan left her tablet to continue downloading at home and took her car keys to go downstairs.
The most important energy problem was not yet solved, generators and oil saws all required fuel.
She drove the rented truck to the gas station.
Filled up the truck with petrol, then transferred the remaining petrol into barrels in her space.
After one gas station was depleted, she went to the next one, busy until midnight, and had collected 3000 liters of diesel.
A bit tired, An Nan found a parking lot, closed her eyes to rest, ready to continue when she woke up.
After a short while, she suddenly heard a slight noise nearby.
She peeked out and saw two skinny men, acting suspiciously beside a truck.
Is this... a fuel thief?
Annan had heard that in Linbei City, there was a group of people who specialize in stealing fuel, taking it out from other people's cars and reselling it at a lower price.
They are the beings most detested by truck drivers.
Seeing the two people sneaking around and preparing to leave, Annan started the car and followed them from a distance.
Fuel? That's exactly what she needs the most. Two men were driving a silver minivan, heading out of the city.
Annan followed them from behind, only to see the car stopping at an abandoned factory.
The factory door was locked, but as soon as their car arrived, a plump man appeared and unlocked the door.
"You two are the fastest, none of the other teams have returned. I've been bored to death alone!"
The stout man's voice was as loud as his body size.
From a short distance away, Annan could hear clearly. It seemed like it was only those three in this hideout now.
Annan couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief, prepared to get out of the car.
"Keep it down, we've been followed."
The redhead within the duo pulled the plump man aside.
"What? Did you lead the cops here?!"
"No, not the cops. I saw a woman in the rearview mirror."
The plump man burst into laughter, "You're afraid of a woman? Let me see what kind of lass we're dealing with."
Annan had already approached them by now, flashing a gracious smile.
"Hello, how much fuel do you have stored up? I'm interested in buying some."
The three across her were stunned.
Buying fuel?
Red-haired Man: "In the dead of night, you're following us, just to buy oil?"
"I'm sorry for the intrusion," she replied.
"I'm desperately in need of a large amount of diesel and gasoline. There's a limit to how much I can purchase through legal channels. I took a chance when I ran into you guys."
The chubby man sized up the woman standing before them.
Well, she's a beauty.
Tall, with skin as smooth as ivory, her hair fluttered in the wind.
Rubbing his hands together, he put on a greasy smile, "Little sister, it's easy to get the oil. Just keep us entertained for a while."
The red-haired man next to him also started laughing.
"Yeah, have some fun with us for a bit, and I'll sell you the oil at a low price."
Annan stood under the dim light outside the factory, her expression unfathomable.
"Let's talk inside."
Hearing this, the three men cheerfully led her into the factory.
The abandoned factory was in a mess, filled with barrels of oil everywhere. Each barrel even had classification tags on them.
Looking around, Annan spotted not only diesel but gasoline as well. The tags even differentiated between 92, 95, and 98.
Well, it's all surprisingly comprehensive.
Annan looked around with satisfaction. There was enough oil here to last her decades.
"When will the others return?"
"They won't come until midnight."
The three of them were conversationally discussing when a scum with a smirk silled over, intending to make a move on them.
While maintaining a calm demeanour, An Nan expertly dodged a perverted hand.
Seeing this, the redhead swung a ferocious slap, "Listen here, woman! Know your place! Or I'll kill you on the spot, no one will even find out, believe it or not!"
An Nan lifted her hand to block his slap, and with the other hand, she took out a kitchen knife from her 'space', 'Thud" "Thud', she knocked the redhead to the ground with two quick stabs.
The speed was so fast that the rotund guy by the side didn't even see how his companion fell. He was already swinging his fist towards her.
An Nan dodged and swiftly moved to the fat guy's back, delivering a severe kick to his knee.
Being well-trained, An Nan executed her moves with precision and strength.
With a 'Crack', the fat guy fell to his knees, clutching a misaligned leg, and wailed in pain.
Seeing An Nan defeat two guys instantly, the last guy was utterly dumbfounded.
He stepped back a few paces, pulled out a machete from the corner, and charged at An Nan.
Trying to go for the kill?
An Nan scoffed. Having experienced the apocalypse, her hands were stained with plenty of blood.
Just a few petty thieves in peaceful times think they could take her life?
With a swish of her arm, she sprang a heap of flour from her 'space', spraying it towards the
man. Blinded by a face full of flour, he was coughing violently. Unable to see anything, he could only swing his machete wildly.
Annan silently grasped the chance to make her move, a swift slice across the man's neck.
Before long, the man was silent.
The two injured lying on the ground nearby, their eyes wide in shock, could not produce a sound as they stared horrified at the scene unfolding before them.
How did this woman manage to fling flour from her hands?
And that knife, where did it appear from?