It wasn’t until they moved the boxes of Maotai that Jiang Ning suddenly realized—what about the antiques and the display shelf from last night?

She searched around but confirmed they were gone.

The Maotai, the diving suit, the watch, the safe—all still there. Only the antique books and paintings had disappeared.

Could it be that these old items had some kind of spirit, which caused the space to expand?

Probably. After all, the pendant she wore was also a top-quality jade piece.

But the display shelf wasn’t, so why did it disappear too?

Jiang Ning sat on the sofa, pondering the secret of the space expanding when Zhang Chao came to knock on the door.

Perhaps the hunger during the typhoon period had left a deep impression—now he had a strong sense of crisis about food. Three people with only two shares of supplies would use them up quickly.

Waking up from sleep to see the water level rising again made it even clearer that the apocalypse was really here.

“Yesterday we only searched my company’s office building. There are still two more buildings nearby. Why not take them early? It’s better than leaving them for others.”

Originally, Jiang Ning had planned to just fill the apartment and space and slack off, but now with an extra 150 cubic meters, she suddenly became interested. Food wasn’t lacking, but simply having food wouldn’t guarantee survival in the apocalypse.

Having something valuable can be a curse—sometimes holding onto food might even get you killed faster.

Like the Tang sword and golf club she found yesterday—those could help her better protect herself when facing vicious monsters.

If she fell into the water one day, the diving gear might save her life.

Furthermore, if she could find more objects with spiritual energy, maybe the space could expand even more?

Thinking this, Jiang Ning readily agreed.

So Zhang Chao went to knock on the door of unit 1801 again.

1801 had no objections, and everyone immediately packed and set off.

Despite trying to be low-key, they still attracted attention; the looks they got were complicated.

Jiang Ning understood—no matter how careful, they had been discovered last night.

So what? They took back what was theirs by their own ability.

The water flow in the city area was relatively stable. To stay low-profile and save gasoline, they didn’t start the motor but rowed away with paddles. Still, they were spotted.

To leave the community, they had to pass between buildings 8 and 9. Suddenly, from the murky floodwaters, a thick rope was pulled tight.

1801 reacted quickly and blocked it with paddles; otherwise, they would have definitely been tripped.

If they had started the motor, both people and the inflatable boat would have capsized into the water.

Just as they hesitated, several men suddenly jumped out from buildings 8 and 9, all holding weapons, swimming quickly toward the inflatable boat.

These people were clearly planning a big score.

Jiang Ning stood up, darkened her face, drew the Tang sword, and fiercely slashed at the men swimming over.

“Ah!!!”

Accompanied by a piercing scream, one man’s arm was cut off, blood staining the floodwaters.

Killing one wouldn’t stop them.

Without hesitation, Jiang Ning chopped toward his head…

If not for today’s incident, she wouldn’t have known so many people were watching the 18th floor. Although it was just buildings 8 and 9 working together, many others were hiding in the shadows watching.

The 18th floor had already become a fat sheep. If they lost or showed weakness, they would swarm in, rush to the rooftop, and completely plunder the supplies. Even Zheng Weili and Dou Dou might be killed.

So there was no retreat.

Showing mercy would lead them into an endless abyss.

Lu Yu and Zhang Chao were both in poor health but suddenly awakened to the truth.

The world had changed—it was no longer a rule-of-law world but one where the strong preyed on the weak. Those sharp weapons could kill; they could not just wait to die.

The two raised their paddles and smashed them down on the attackers’ heads. If anyone didn’t want to die, they could come on!

Jiang Ning kept swinging her sword, and the water around the inflatable boat turned red. The injured screamed as they flailed, but were soon swept away by the flood.

After wounding five or six, the remaining few turned and fled in terror.

Thinking of the miserable past life, Jiang Ning’s eyes reddened as she said coldly, “Chase them.”

They couldn’t let them go!

Zhang Chao and Lu Yu rowed desperately while Huo Yishen pulled out a nail gun.

His aim was accurate—no matter if those people flopped in the water, it was one shot per person.

Complete annihilation!

Panting, Lu Yu and Zhang Chao asked, “Are we going back now?”

“No,” Jiang Ning cleaned the Tang sword, “Going back now would show weakness and tell them Weili can’t handle it. Next time we go out, they’ll rush the 18th floor.”

Lu Yu was very nervous. He knew Zheng Weili was strong, but how many could she fight barehanded?

“Jiang Ning’s right. Let’s go quickly and come back quickly.”

Though uneasy, Lu Yu gritted his teeth and kept rowing.

After leaving the city area, they started the inflatable boat motor and sped toward the outskirts.

Halfway there, they saw another inflatable boat coming toward them.

Jiang Ning looked through binoculars—it was Yang Weicong standing at the bow.

Su Mengyao was there too, along with those boys trapped on the 8th floor.

Behind their boat was a rubber dinghy loaded with supplies, and their faces showed smug smiles.

The two boats passed each other. Yang Weicong gave Jiang Ning a mocking smile.

Jiang Ning didn’t care. The apocalypse would soon deal him a harsh blow.

However, she had a bad feeling—this trip was probably going to be a failure.

Not long after, her premonition was confirmed.

Within less than a day, the remaining two office buildings were completely looted.

Broken glass was everywhere, desks were overturned, and chaotic footprints could be seen everywhere.

Apparently, the sweep wasn’t by just one group.

Zhang Chao was frustrated, “We were a step too late—there’s nothing left.”

Jiang Ning said calmly, “Not necessarily. It depends on what they wanted.”

They were rationing supplies carefully—they definitely had enough for half a year. By then, the flood would have passed and the world would enter an extremely cold, hellish apocalypse.

Temperatures would drop to minus sixty or seventy degrees. Food wouldn’t be the most important thing; surviving the cold would be.

She hinted subtly, “Since we’re here anyway, why not grab some firewood? Can’t let the gasoline go to waste, right?”

Lu Yu was surprised, “We don’t need firewood; we have gas.”

“Can gas fire dry clothes?” Zhang Chao almost tapped his head. “The weather is so unusual this year; who knows what will happen next. Gas will run out eventually—better to stock up.”

“Right, Weili’s clothes never dry. Let’s pick some up to dry them.”