Apocalypse: After Being Reborn, I Stocked Up on All Supplies

Chapter 93: Chapter 93: Fish, So Many Fish!

Jiang Yan used her thoughts to control objects, something akin to exhausting her spiritual power.

She had worked physically hard all day and spent the same time draining her spiritual power. By then she’d grown completely exhausted and thus simply let the pile of jewelry and name-brand watches stack up outside, striding directly into the bathroom.

On the other side, Hua Bao also ate until its teeth hurt. With its big eyes and small stomach, it temporarily gave up on the plan to continue eating and conscientiously carried the pile of jewelry boxes into the secondary bedroom next to Jiang Yan’s and neatly stacked them together.

That secondary bedroom had been given to Hua Bao to live in.

However, it never actually stayed there, as it spent every day snoozing atop the white wool blanket beside Jiang Yan’s large bed.

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The next day, Jiang Yan got up at the break of dawn.

After swiftly washing up and finishing breakfast, she changed into a warm diving suit and exited the Space.

Returning to the room she previously entered, she saw a not-so-small open-top tour boat docked below.

The seats on the tour boat had been removed entirely, and it was piled high with a load of items wrapped in waterproof bags.

Items continued to be sent down from the rooftop via pulleys and ropes, while the return journey would take some empty packing bags and bundling straps back up.

She hastily took out her telescope to take a comprehensive look outside.

At the bow, several people were in charge of receiving the goods.

As usual, two armed warriors stood guard with loaded guns.

However, she didn’t see Qi Mengnan and Song Qian’s trio.

Jiang Yan observed for a few seconds, then it clicked.

Anming was an inland city, unlike those coastal or riverside cities with abundant ships.

It’s true there were some cargo boats, but they were very small and mostly just for daily scenic area use.

Using the largest tour boat for transporting goods at this moment also made sense within reason.

Judging by the volume of these materials, Song Qian and the others must have stayed up all night clearing out the entire building.

Not only did they have to clear everything out, but also had to collect, pack, and it was pitch-black at night, relying solely on flashlight illumination.

The amount of work could easily be imagined.

Jiang Yan suddenly understood why they needed a warrior as part of the team.

Moreover, this building, isolated without a village ahead or store behind, was absolutely inaccessible to average citizens, so they obviously didn’t plan on leaving any supplies for the public.

The supply boat didn’t stay long before it departed.

Not long after, the sight of Song Qian’s trio appeared in Jiang Yan’s telescope.

Different from their spirited appearance the day before, all three looked weary today.

The one responsible for driving the boat was Song Qian.

After boarding, Qi Mengnan didn’t remove her life ring but leaned against the side of the boat with one hand on the ring and the other propping up her head as she drifted to sleep.

Zhao Ziyi, still wearing his life ring, nonchalantly lay down, holding onto a rope and fell asleep as well.

Their manner of resting was quite risky, which is why Song Qian didn’t drive the boat too fast.

Fortunately, there weren’t any big waves on the water, and he steered quite steadily.

Watching the backs of them growing distant, Jiang Yan finally let her body relax. She didn’t mind the pile of dust accumulated on the sofa and plopped down on it.

She glanced up, noticing that the door to the General Manager’s Office was open.

The air conditioning maintenance port in the doorway had been vandalized, most likely by the trio on their way back for more loot.

Because a box of tissue paper that had been placed on the tea table before had now disappeared.

Jiang Yan decided to wait for them to get even further before going down herself. By doing so, the safety factor would be higher.

Her gaze paused beneath the tea table, where she seemed to see a secret door.

Swipe aside with her hand, Jiang Yan brightened.

Inside, there was quite an array of goods.

There were prestigious Puer tea brands like Ban Zhang and Iceland, as well as more common Jasmine tea and Xiaoqinggan. There was also a large box of 30-year-old dried orange peels.

Perhaps because the tea cabinet door was somewhat hidden, the trio apparently missed it, leaving everything behind.

Real or fake, Jiang Yan wasn’t sure about the Ban Zhang and Iceland teas, but the dried orange peels were valuable. Jiang Yan simply collected all the items into the Space.

Roughly ten or so minutes later, Jiang Yan finally stood up.

The temperature outside had dropped again.

The sky was overcast, with thick clouds resembling the threat of rain.

Jiang Yan suddenly realized that they might not be afforded a four-day grace period by the heavens in this lifetime.

Every plan had to be pushed forward as early as possible.

She didn’t dare delay and quickly descended to the thirteenth floor.

She retrieved an inflatable boat from the Space and, supporting herself on the edge of the boat, paddled out little by little.

Reaching the gash on the edge of the building where the waterline was sufficient, she then jumped aboard.

Her plan for today was to clear the jewelry stores within the Fourth Ring Road and outside the city center.

The outskirts spanned a greater distance than the inner rings, but the number and density of jewelry stores were much lower with no notable watch shops around, meaning she spent more time en route.

Unlike the previous day in the city center where she could swim directly from one jewelry store area to another, today she had to return to the boat after each location to continue to the next destination on board.

This also involved switching to assault boats and such, adding to the day’s hassle.

Along her route, she encountered several other waves of people also in inflatable boats searching for materials.

When meeting, everyone wore faces of vigilance and didn’t bother each other.

Even with smiling faces inquiring about goods, no one uttered a truth.

After all, even if they couldn’t transport all the goods in one trip, they would hide them, similar to squirrels moving house, planning to return later.

Around six or seven in the evening, Jiang Yan finally finished searching more than 90% of the jewelry stores marked on her homemade treasure map.

She also inadvertently discovered several connected gardening stores in the alley behind a tourist commercial street.

The seedlings and such inside had rotted and deteriorated after the high temperatures and heavy rain.

But a large pile of unopened nursery fences was relatively unharmed.

They came in solid wood, PVC, metal, in colors of white, blue, and green.

Jiang Yan collected all of them into the Space.

The remaining jewelry stores, less than 10%, were scattered in the suburbs of the city, and she really didn’t have the energy to go searching.

Furthermore, around five or six o’clock, a drizzle began to fall from the sky.

Unsure whether the rain would intensify later, she didn’t dare venture too far from the city.

Her spot for resting today was a construction site for an office building near a city-edge bee farm, isolated without nearby villages or stores.

The office building seemed to be owned by an electricity company. It was only one block and was left unfinished at the fifteenth floor.

Next to the building was a massive power plant, already submerged underwater.

Jiang Yan climbed in through a window on the thirteenth floor.

She crouched by the window, recollecting the assault boat into the Space. Just as she was about to stand and head inside, she caught sight of shadows moving below the water’s surface.

Jiang Yan’s spine chilled, thinking they might be Mutated Leeches.

But on closer inspection, they didn’t seem to match.

The shadows steadily swam upwards.

After several seconds, Jiang Yan finally recognized them as fish.

A school of enormous fish!