Chapter 6

Now there were 10 days left until the zombie outbreak.

I went to buy food that could be stored for a long time. As for vegetables and fruits, I'd have to wait a while before purchasing those.

As I was walking down the hill, I saw two little dogs following me, wagging their tails.

Looking at the two chubby puppies, I thought that maybe adopting them would be a good idea. They could add some joy to my life.

I beckoned to them, and the two little guys came running over, one white and one black.

They were so small that I could hold one in each hand.

After settling the two puppies, I returned to the city's largest farmers' market.

This biggest farmers' market had everything you could think of.

Anything related to food could be found here.

Most importantly, no matter how much you bought here, no one would think it strange. This was exactly what I wanted.

I bought 50 boxes of instant noodles, 100 boxes of cola, 10 boxes each of various canned foods, 100 bags of rice, 50 barrels of cooking oil, 10 boxes each of various dehydrated vegetables, 20 bottles each of seasonings, and lots of flour, noodles, peanuts, etc.

Now it was time for my favorite snacks: 20 bags each of soy milk, black sesame paste, milk, and yogurt; 10 boxes each of chocolate, nuts, sunflower seeds, potato chips, chicken feet, jelly, pork jerky, beef jerky, and spicy strips.

And for the two puppies' food, 50 bags of 20-pound dog food, 20 cans of puppy milk, and 5 boxes each of various puppy foods.

Watching the merchants load two large trucks full, I was very satisfied. I had the drivers head straight to the bunker.

Fortunately, I used the same excuse, so these people didn't say much.

Seeing all these goods delivered, my heart gradually calmed down.

Looking at the tightly closed door, I thought about installing some cameras outside as well, in case of any unexpected situations.

Said and done, after categorizing all the items, I lay down on the bed and could finally breathe easy.

Taking advantage of the current electricity and internet, I bought memberships for all video platforms and downloaded my favorite TV shows and movies I hadn't seen onto the computers, tablets, and USB drives.

Just as I was about to fall asleep, my phone suddenly rang. I looked at the caller ID - it was Vanessa's number.

I answered the phone expressionlessly.

Contemptuous laughter came from the other end, as if showing off to someone: "See? I told you she wouldn't dare not to answer."

I remained silent.

The voice on the other end became more unrestrained: "Aria, did you forget the message I sent you the other day? Did you forget how much it hurt when you got beaten up?"

I listened quietly, my hand tightly clenched into a fist, but my reason was still telling me that now wasn't the time. When they were truly desperate, that would be the best moment to strike them down.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Vanessa became somewhat angry and frustrated: "Have you forgotten that I still have leverage over you? Bitch!"

Hearing this, I couldn't hold back anymore and retaliated: "Vanessa, have you forgotten that you're already 18? If I report what you've done to the police, you'll face criminal charges." My voice was firm and strong.