She used to think her cousin An Tianxin was fragile, harmless, and a pure, cute little girl.
But in the apocalypse, her true colors were revealed.
An Tianxin awakened a one-minute precognitive ability, allowing her to perceive events that would occur within the next minute.
While the duration was short, with zombies rampant and too many mutated species, one could never be sure when something might suddenly emerge from a corner to attack humans.
An Tianxin's ability thus became exceptionally important.
Coupled with An Dong's resources, the father and daughter quickly assembled their own team and became a dominant force.
Imprisoning opposing forces and zombies to entertain themselves was also An Tianxin's idea.
The time she was pushed into the zombie horde was also because she insisted on letting everyone know about the discovery of a new reservoir, wanting everyone to have clean water.
Those parasites were stupid, but An Tianxin was hateful!
"Are you in such a hurry because you want to see if I'm dead?"
"Sister, what's wrong? Why are you speaking so sharply..."
"I'm busy, speak quickly."
"Oh, I'm telling you, Mo Shu is in trouble! Someone broke his leg, and it's completely shattered. Come to the hospital quickly and see him!"
"If his leg is broken, call a doctor. What does it have to do with me? Goodbye."
An Nuan decisively hung up the phone.
Knowing Mo Shu's leg was broken made her incredibly happy.
This was perhaps the happiest thing that had happened to her in eight years!
An Tianxin on the other side was stunned.
"She hung up on me? That bitch, she actually hung up on me!"
"Tianxin, you think she found something?"
Mo Shu lay in bed in agony. An Tianxin glared at him impatiently, muttering "useless" under her breath.
She then turned back with a smile.
"It's impossible. If she had found something, she wouldn't have sold her shares so cheaply."
"Then why isn't she coming to see me? The reporters we prepared are useless now. Without public opinion, how can we force her to marry me?"
An Tianxin was also furious, grinding her teeth.
Although she had obtained the shares, An Nuan still had ten billion yuan!
She wanted An Nuan to lose everything, and Mo Shu *had* to marry An Nuan.
Otherwise, once An Nuan's fiancé, whom she was betrothed to at birth, returned, it would all be over!
"If Cousin isn't coming to us, we'll go to her!"
An Nuan had no idea these two wicked people would show up on their own doorstep asking for trouble.
She had been busy in the warehouse all day. On her way back, she passed a farm and saw an elderly couple harvesting potatoes with their son.
She had already bought all the grains, rice, seafood, meat, fruits, and snacks.
But she still hadn't bought any vegetables.
It was still not enough without vitamins and fiber.
An Nuan stopped her car, climbed over the fence, and called out.
"Uncle, I see you have quite a variety. What else do you have besides potatoes?"
"We have sweet potatoes, Napa cabbage, tomatoes, cucumbers, winter melon, and pumpkin. At this season, we also have a lot of loofah and cauliflower. My son has a greenhouse three li away with baby bok choy and eggplant. What would you like, dear?"
The uncle was the first to greet her warmly as a seller.
An Nuan was moved by their simple honesty.
In the apocalypse, everyone was out for themselves. Even spouses and friends would turn on each other.
After Luo Luo died, everyone around her was this kind of trash.
An Nuan didn't check the amount. She handed them a fifty-million yuan bill.
"I want 100 tons of everything you just mentioned."
"In addition, I want 50 tons of celery, 50 tons of cilantro, 50 tons of scallions, 100 tons of white radish, 100 tons of lettuce tips, 100 tons of daylily, and 100 tons of lotus root."
"Uncle, do you have connections to buy green plants? Any kind will do."
The uncle nodded dumbly.
His mind was still in shock, not having recovered.
An Nuan typed out a list of plants and sent it to the uncle's son.
The young man looked at the list, also puzzled.
"Miss, are you opening a botanical garden? Eighty varieties, five of each, what are you up to?"
"Our group has a project and needs these plants."
"Oh... your group must be huge and powerful! Is this all you need?"
Of course not!
But the idea of wanting plants was spontaneous, and she could only think of this much for now.
The apocalypse wasn't short of plants, but most of them had mutated.
Some were poisonous, some ate people.
And some had become sentient, their roots turning into feet, running faster than electric scooters.
She missed roses, longed for lilies. Even the pothos she used to disdain had become a treasure.
She stored the plants and would look at them in her space whenever she had time, and use some to decorate her house.
With a better living environment, An Nuan felt more like a human.
She needed to live well, to live with flavor!
"Contact me to receive the goods when they arrive. I'll make up the difference if the money isn't enough!"
"It's more than enough! This is too much!"
The family of three had never seen so much money in their lives.
Fifty million yuan was enough to buy ten farms.
This much money was enough to live comfortably for the rest of their lives.
The young man smiled and carried two bags of items, putting them in her car.
"Miss, I see you like these things too. I'll give you a pack of vegetable seeds and a pack of soil. You can grow them for fun."
"Thank you."
"Um... my friend told me there will be a very serious meteorological disaster in about half a month. You should harvest your crops quickly and stock up on supplies to survive."
"Okay, got it!"
The young man readily agreed and politely saw her off.
An Nuan couldn't tell everyone she met that the apocalypse was coming; that would only get her labeled as mentally ill and institutionalized.
She also didn't want too many people to know.
Because the people who had gambled with her back then might be among them.
She still harbored hatred for those people. She hoped they would survive the apocalypse and suffer torment and torture every day.
An Nuan drove home. Before she reached her doorstep, she saw that the situation in the neighborhood was not right.
From afar, she spotted a familiar red sports car. An Nuan narrowed her eyes.
An Tianxin!
An Tianxin also looked incredulously at her as she got out of the minivan.
"Sister, why are you driving a minivan?"
An Nuan didn't answer her. She glanced coldly at the man beside An Tianxin.
He was tall and handsome, with one-quarter European ancestry, deep features, and tea-colored eyes.
Mo Shu!
In her previous life, she had been dizzy from this face.
Looking at this face again now.
It was truly deserving of a beating!
"Nuannuan, I missed you so much!"
Mo Shu opened his arms and rushed towards her, ready to embrace her.
An Nuan turned and gathered her strength.
She struck suddenly.
*Slap! Bang! Clang!*
One slap produced three distinct sounds.
Mo Shu was sent flying to the ground, crashing into a trash can by the roadside.
"Sis, Sister..."
An Tianxin was stunned.
An Nuan walked up and kicked Mo Shu's broken leg again.
"You pervert, how dare you grope me in broad daylight! Don't think I won't beat you just because you're my cousin's male best friend!"
"No, no, it's not like that, he's not a male best friend!"
"How is he not?"
An Nuan: "You two went on vacation to the beach together last month, didn't you? If he's not a male best friend, then he's... a boyfriend?"
The moment she finished speaking, reporters with cameras rushed out from all corners, thrusting microphones in her face.
"Tianxin, are you having an improper relationship?"