Chapter 156: Sweeping the Base for Supplies

An Nan had just finished dealing with one person when she suddenly heard Gu Zhiyu’s urgent shout, sending a chill down her spine.

The experience she’d accumulated from countless brushes with death in her previous life left her with no hesitation—she immediately darted into her space.

The skinny man who had just raised his gun and pulled the trigger was stunned to find the woman in front of him had vanished into thin air.

The bullet hit nothing but air.

The man’s heart pounded in terror. Gritting his teeth, he sat up and looked around frantically.

Where was that woman??

How could she just disappear?!

Suddenly, a cold female voice sounded behind him: “Looking for me?”

His pupils shrank. He tried to turn around—

Bang!

A gunshot rang out, and the man fell straight to the ground.

An Nan picked up the gun from his hand as well. This pistol was more refined than the ones she’d collected earlier.

She guessed this man must be Hou Jianming and Zhu Dazhuang’s last trusted aide—the one who could make guns.

After confirming he was dead, she stood up and looked over at Gu Zhiyu in the distance.

The two faced each other in silence.

Gu Zhiyu stared at her intently, replaying that bizarre scene in his mind.

He’d seen the man raise his gun and had been extremely anxious, but then An Nan suddenly vanished on the spot, only to reappear behind the man out of nowhere.

The whole process took less than a second. No matter how fast An Nan was, even if she knew martial arts, it was impossible for her to instantly appear behind someone like that…

After a while, Gu Zhiyu broke the silence first.

He walked over to An Nan step by step. “Are you alright?”

An Nan didn’t answer, but asked instead, “Aren’t you curious about what just happened?”

Gu Zhiyu was silent for a few seconds, then replied honestly, “I am.”

Before An Nan could say anything, he added, “But that’s your secret. I have no right to pry.”

An Nan looked into his eyes for a moment.

Then she suddenly relaxed. “You’re pretty honest.”

Gu Zhiyu relaxed as well. “What, you’re not planning to kill me to keep your secret?”

An Nan raised an eyebrow. “When did I ever say I was going to kill you?”

Gu Zhiyu pressed his lips together. “Don’t pretend.”

An Nan laughed and admitted, “There was a moment when I considered it. But then I thought, I’ll be using my ability a lot in the future—sooner or later, it won’t be a secret anymore.”

Gu Zhiyu: “Ability?”

An Nan nodded. “What, you’re allowed to have a ‘money ability’ but I can’t have a superpower?”

The existence of her space couldn’t be revealed, but her ‘blink’ was different.

If people saw her use it, they’d just think she had a special power and was even more formidable—no one would dare provoke her.

But space was different. It wouldn’t inspire awe, only greed.

So she decided to keep her space a secret and simply attribute her blink to a superpower.

It’s the apocalypse, after all. Isn’t it normal for me to awaken some abilities?

Gu Zhiyu seemed thoughtful at her words.

An Nan curled her lip. “Since you helped out a lot today, if you have any questions, just ask.”

She paused. “But I might not answer.”

Gu Zhiyu: “How did you get your superpower?”

An Nan raised an eyebrow. “Why, do you want one too? Greedy, aren’t you? You already have your ‘money ability.’”

Gu Zhiyu: “Just curious. You don’t have to answer.”

An Nan started spouting nonsense: “I fell into the water during the floods and almost drowned. At death’s door, I suddenly awakened the ability to blink.”

Sounds reasonable, right?

That’s how it goes in novels and TV dramas.

She thought for a moment, then added, “But I wouldn’t recommend trying it. Not everyone awakens powers in a life-or-death situation. Most people just die.”

Gu Zhiyu didn’t say anything after hearing her answer.

An Nan looked at him. “Anything else you want to ask?”

Gu Zhiyu: “No.”

But he still looked troubled, his brows furrowed.

An Nan rolled her eyes at him. “Just say what’s on your mind.”

Was her story too far-fetched?

Gu Zhiyu asked, “When you were drowning and suffocating, were you scared?”

An Nan: “Of course.”

Gu Zhiyu frowned. “Be careful from now on. If you can’t swim, stay away from water as much as possible.”

He’d seen her fighting fiercely on the water before, but hadn’t expected she couldn’t swim.

And yet she’d dared to jump around and fight on a boat?

An Nan raised an eyebrow. “That’s all you wanted to say?”

Gu Zhiyu looked serious. “What else? Don’t you think that’s important?”

An Nan looked into his long, narrow phoenix eyes and suddenly felt her heart skip a beat.

She’d thought he’d care more about her powers.

She hadn’t expected him to be worried about her safety.

Gu Zhiyu didn’t say anything more. He raised the wet wipe in his hand and reached toward her face.

An Nan instinctively dodged.

Gu Zhiyu paused, then handed her the wipe instead.

“Wipe your face, it’s covered in blood.”

An Nan coughed lightly and took it from him.

She couldn’t help but ask, “You’re not angry?”

Gu Zhiyu looked puzzled. “Angry about what?”

An Nan: “I just admitted that, for a moment… I wanted to kill you.”

Gu Zhiyu: “That’s good.”

An Nan was stunned. “What’s good?”

Gu Zhiyu looked into her eyes. “I mean, it’s good that you have self-protection instincts.”

An Nan stared at him for a while, suddenly wanting to ask him something.

“Are you…”

She hesitated, but in the end said nothing.

Gu Zhiyu took a step closer, closing the distance between them. “What do you want to ask?”

An Nan felt completely enveloped by his presence.

A bit uncomfortable, she edged back. “I just wanted to say… you should go back to the villa, pack up, and head home. I still have things to do.”

Gu Zhiyu was silent for a moment, then said “Okay,” and turned to leave through the iron gate.

An Nan watched his back as he walked away, wondering—was he angry?

She shook her head, pushed the thought aside, and headed over to Hou Jianming’s corpse.

She swiftly chopped off his head and right hand, then carried them to the warehouse door.

Fingerprint and facial recognition—

The door opened with a beep.

Last time, Hou Jianming had already shown her around, so An Nan was familiar with the place and began collecting supplies.

She went straight to the top floor first, sweeping all the precious paper books into her space without leaving a single one behind.

Next were all kinds of branded cigarettes, alcohol, tea, and so on—she took them all.

As she worked, she thought that technically, half the warehouse’s contents should belong to Gu Zhiyu, since it was their joint effort.

But since she couldn’t use her space in front of him, she had to sneak over and take everything herself.

If she got the chance in the future, she’d find a way to make it up to him.

After clearing out the third floor, An Nan went down to the second.

She swept all the frozen meats in the cold storage into her space, then collected the gasoline and diesel stored in the other two rooms.

She didn’t even spare the giant diesel generator that was still running.

Finally, she went to the first floor for rice, flour, and cooking oil.

If there was one thing her space didn’t lack, it was food. Between what she’d bought before the disaster and what she’d collected after, she had enough to last several lifetimes.

But in the apocalypse, food was as good as money—

Who would leave a house full of hundred-yuan bills untouched?"