Shopping mall.
Zhang Xuan took Zhu Xiaoxiao on a spending spree, quickly burning through the 1.5 million.
Food, daily necessities—everything was there. It looked like a lot, but it was nowhere near enough for the apocalypse.
Thinking he was opening a supermarket, the shopping mall manager invited them into his office to discuss further cooperation.
Zhang Xuan's eyes shifted, and he signed a purchase contract with the shopping mall, pending the arrival of funds.
After leaving the shopping mall, he began taking out loans.
Banks, mobile lending apps, even high-interest loans—he exhausted every option and even mortgaged his house.
Four days later, he took the funds he had secured to the shopping mall and completed his supply purchases.
Afterward, he traveled around, looking for a shelter.
In the end, he took a liking to an isolated old villa in the suburbs. He bought it for very little money and began extensive renovations.
Less than six days left. I need to hurry!
Besides supplies and a shelter, I can't go without weapons either.
With that in mind, he contacted an underworld acquaintance through his connections. He spent a fortune buying a batch of armaments from him and brought them back to the villa that was still under renovation.
On the afternoon of the ninth day, the villa renovations were completed and handed over. He and Zhu Xiaoxiao moved in.
The villa had been renovated with military-grade materials. It was as secure as a fortress, with its defenses maxed out. Based on Zhang Xuan's memories from his previous life, those zombies had no chance of breaking through.
He was very satisfied. He stayed in the villa with Zhu Xiaoxiao and went nowhere, quietly awaiting the apocalypse's arrival the next day.
"Zhang Xuan, let's bring my parents over!"
"Should we notify our relatives