No time to waste, Lu Yu knocked on the door of the “End Times Good Neighbor.”

After learning they were going out to find medicine, Huo Yishen thought for a moment and agreed.

The usual routine: Zheng Weili stayed behind to watch over the main base with the kids.

Although Zhang Chao had mentioned the end times theory, Zheng Weili still had her own worries. Deep down, she didn’t really want to believe it. After hesitating for a long time, she said, “This time, you mainly go out to find survival supplies and medicine. As for other things… if you need anything else, consider it yourselves.”

She didn’t say it outright, but those who understood, understood.

Jiang Ning clearly got it and quickly took over the conversation, “If we find medicine and survival supplies, let’s split them evenly. If someone has other personal needs, that’s fine, but try not to take too much from the group resources.”

It was better to be clear. Everyone agreed.

One assault boat and three rubber dinghies could carry a lot of supplies back. The only worry was someone else getting there first.

Zhang Chao’s company was about 20 kilometers away. The four of them boarded the assault boat and headed out in the rain.

As expected, the farther into the suburbs they went, the more complex the waterways became, and the wind started to pick up. Even the best sailors couldn’t easily navigate wooden boats and rubber dinghies in such conditions.

Huo Yishen’s skills were good; he steadily maneuvered through the tricky waters. In the gloomy, overcast weather, they saw several tall office buildings towering above the water.

Zhang Chao pointed in the direction, and the four of them approached the buildings. Through the fifth-floor glass, they could see offices submerged in floodwater.

“The offices look pretty tidy, probably haven’t been looted yet.”

He took out a hammer and smashed the glass hard, letting the floodwater rush inside.

Once the water settled, they walked into the office building to secure the assault boat.

They were lucky — the large office building hadn’t been looted yet.

With a clear goal, they headed straight up the stairs to the 12th floor, where Zhang Chao’s pharmaceutical company was located.

Cutting off the lock with pliers, Zhang Chao was the first to reach his workstation. Seeing several large cardboard boxes piled behind, he felt relieved. “I was supposed to deliver these to the pharmacy that day, but the typhoon hit. They told me to delay delivery, so I just brought the goods back to the company.”

The shipments were varied: anti-inflammatory and antibacterial medicines, rheumatism treatments, cold medicines — dozens of kinds.

The pharmaceutical agency was small, with only a dozen or so sales staff.

The showroom had all sorts of medicines — for hypertension, blood sugar, blood lipids — not a huge quantity but many types, filling several big cardboard boxes.

Jiang Ning suggested, “Our space is limited. Let’s take the medicines out of their packaging to save at least three-quarters of the space.”

“Good idea. I know what each medicine is for. I’ll organize them later when we get back.”

They unpacked the bags. Meanwhile, Jiang Ning searched the desks: coffee, biscuits, various snacks and pastries, tea for men, floral tea for women, self-heating meal pots.

Though the quantity was small, nothing useful was left behind.

There were more drinks in the pantry — milk teas, bottled water, all taken out. Even packages at the reception desk were not spared; if it was useful, it was taken.

Things they didn’t need were secretly stuffed away in the extra space.

The medicines filled two large travel backpacks, each about a meter tall — a good haul.

After hiding the other supplies, the group took the medicine up to the 15th floor.

There were three pharmaceutical companies in the building, all prioritized for collection.

The second company also had a lot of medicine. Zhang Chao looked at the large refrigerator in the showroom with regret: “This company mainly distributes vaccines. These are good stuff, but unfortunately we can’t take them.”

Through the glass, Jiang Ning saw several types of vaccines: smallpox, tetanus, rabies, meningitis, HPV, flu, and so on.

The fridge had its own battery, able to keep running for a month without power. But once taken out, the vaccines would spoil at room temperature.

Jiang Ning glanced over but didn’t say anything, continuing to gather supplies.

After sweeping through the three pharmaceutical companies, one rubber dinghy was packed full.

By early afternoon, the hungry group sat down to eat: the fancy self-heating meal pots they’d scavenged, coffee, milk tea, and various trendy snacks.

Listening to the rain outside, eating hot and delicious self-heating meals, the aroma filling the office building — truly a small pleasure in life.

“Our medicine supply is enough, but we really don’t have much food. This building still has several influencer livestream shopping companies. Let’s try our luck there.”

Without hesitation, they continued to pry open doors.

The first company was a cosmetics and skincare livestream seller. Zhang Chao and Lu Yu weren’t interested, but Jiang Ning’s eyes lit up.

Big-brand skincare, cosmetics, lipsticks, facial masks, luxury creams — piled everywhere.

Jiang Ning didn’t hold back, grabbing the expensive items and tossing them into the bag.

Lu Yu thought about bringing some for Zheng Weili, so he picked a few things as well.

The men weren’t interested and only looked for survival supplies, so they headed to the second influencer company. “A Ning, hurry up. We’ll wait upstairs for you.”

Once they left, Jiang Ning packed everything into her space.

Bad luck: the second company was women’s clothing sales — dresses, skirts, shoes, bags.

Lu Yu picked some for Zheng Weili, and Jiang Ning took several pieces as well.

The third was a food livestream company — mostly snacks: beef jerky, lamb jerky, nuts, various breads and pastries, trendy drinks, even ice cream assassins (a kind of ice cream), though sadly all melted in the fridge.

These took up space and filled several large black trash bags.

Oh, and they didn’t even spare the janitor’s garbage bags — those were very useful.

Time flew by, but this scavenging method was inefficient.

Jiang Ning suggested dividing the floors for collection to save time and improve efficiency.

There were 15 floors in total. Jiang Ning took three floors; the three men each took four.

Jiang Ning’s floors were 12 to 15, so she decided to start sweeping from the 15th floor down.

At the 15th floor, she returned to the earlier pharmaceutical company and took all the vaccines from the refrigerator.

The space could preserve freshness indefinitely.

Time was tight. She focused on big companies first and quickly singled out a well-known home appliance company’s office branch in Fengcheng.

The product showroom was huge: air conditioners, washing machines, refrigerators, smart rice cookers, and various trendy high-tech appliances.

The government planned to build bases all over, and some had pretty good conditions. Plus, the space had solar power generators, so Jiang Ning decided to pick a few favorites — might come in handy later.

If not, no problem — she could just throw them away then.

Six-figure price double-door refrigerators, five-figure air conditioners and washing machines, multifunctional air coolers, automatic cooking pots, ice makers, rice cookers, bread makers, soy milk machines, cordless vacuum cleaners, dryers, and more.

Jiang Ning liked cooking but hated washing dishes, so she decisively took several dishwashers.

These took up a lot of space; luckily, she had cleared enough beforehand.

Big companies had great employee benefits. The pantry was piled with milk, tea, drinks, and a lot of grains, red dates, lotus seeds, shark fin, and bird’s nest — probably to entertain clients. Unfortunately, all the fruit was rotten, only a pile of withered lemons remained.

Next to the pantry was a bakery for employees, stacked with milk, flour, cake mix, eggs, condensed milk, dried fruit, and so on.

The fridge had red wine and steaks, but sadly the steaks were spoiled.

Jiang Ning didn’t need these and didn’t want to take survival resources from Lu Yu and Zhang Chao. She packed all the useful items into bags.

She didn’t spare the desks either. Useful items stayed; bulky or inconvenient things were tossed into her space — wires, power strips, some tools, various books.

While unpacking a package, she found two pairs of ice skates — thinking they might be useful in extreme cold, she also stored them away.

She pulled out two large packages from under a desk. Seeing no description on the delivery slips, she cut them open.

Good grief — both boxes were full of condoms.

Two big boxes — at least three thousand in total.

Jiang Ning looked up at the desk nameplate — Wang Meng.

A warrior who is always victorious in battle!