Madness After the Apocalypse-Chapter 5: Stockpile weaponry

Annan was in high spirits, pleased to have made Qian Ying'er so angry she could hardly stand.

She left the community and headed straight for the hardware market.

Over the past few days, she had stockpiled a considerable amount of necessities, but as the saying goes:

"While neighbors hoard grain, I'll hoard weapons. Neighbors are my grain warehouse."

Annan had no intention of becoming anyone's warehouse, so she needed to stockpile weapons.

Of course, acquiring real firearms was out of the question—China maintained strict controls in that area. But luckily for her, the restrictions applied to everyone.

In her previous life, the most commonly used weapons during fights were household kitchen knives, axes, and baseball bats—either ineffective or too easily mishandled.

This time, Annan had something more fitting in mind.

A chainsaw.

Also known as the "thug-calmer."

Once you revved it up, no one within a ten-meter radius dared come close.

Some netizens had even joked, "It's the most powerful weapon you can legally buy."

Not to mention how efficiently it saws through bone—the deafening roar alone is enough to send any opponent into a panic.

Its only downside? It runs on diesel, so Annan would need to stockpile some fuel as well.

After the apocalypse, when order broke down, diesel and gasoline would become precious, non-renewable resources.

So, Annan not only bought five chainsaws but also stocked up on five rechargeable electric saws—after all, her space had electricity, so she could charge them whenever needed.

After purchasing the chainsaws and electric saws, Annan also bought ten nail guns along with a set of nails.

While nail guns weren't as powerful as firearms, they could still do significant damage—aimed at vital spots like the head or heart, and a few shots would take down an opponent.

The shopkeeper was particularly cautious, repeatedly warning Annan on how to handle them to avoid any accidents.

After leaving the store, Annan returned to her car and stowed the items away in her space.

Sitting in the car, she thought for a moment before calling a business partner of her late mother.

"Aunt Chen, it's Annan."

"Annan? What's the matter?"

News of her father, An Xingye, kicking her out of the house had spread throughout their circle. Though people felt sympathy, since the family business was now run by An Xingye, Aunt Chen, as a partner, didn't dare be too familiar with Annan.

Annan, understanding the cold reality of lost relationships, wasted no time on pleasantries and went straight to the point.

"My mother had a collection piece she lent you for viewing. I'd like to come and retrieve it."

"Oh, you mean the triangular bayonet?"

Aunt Chen was taken aback. Was this girl so down that she had to sell off her collection?

That bayonet was a fairly recent item, not worth much. It was borrowed out of curiosity, far less valuable than the antique pieces her mother had collected.

But Annan's father probably hadn't given her those antiques.

It was rather sad when she thought about it.

Aunt Chen agreed readily, "Come by my house tomorrow to pick it up."

"Thank you, Aunt Chen."

After hanging up the phone, Annan felt a little more at ease.

The triangular bayonet, with its three sharp blood grooves, caused rapid blood loss when it pierced its target.

The wound it left was difficult to stitch, and in a world lacking medical resources, a person struck by it would be beyond saving.

Her mother's bayonet was quite old, and when she received it, it had some rust on it.

Which, to Annan's satisfaction, was perfect.

The rusted blade would be a guaranteed tetanus-inflicting weapon, ensuring maximum damage.

With the weapon issue settled, Annan wandered the hardware market for a while longer, picking up wrenches, hydraulic pliers, oil barrels, hammers, screwdrivers, and window-breaking tools.

She also bought three diesel generators, three gasoline generators, and some solar panels.

Seeing her space growing increasingly chaotic, she also purchased numerous shelves to help organize and categorize the goods within.

What else was there to buy?

Ah, that's right! Annan smacked her forehead—she had almost forgotten the most essential items.

She quickly opened her navigation app and found a pharmacy to stock up on medications.

Along the way, she spotted a water quality testing company.

She had no idea about the water quality in her space, so she decided to test it out.

Given the good conditions in this life, she was being cautious—if the water quality wasn't great, she could always stock up on bottled water.

She grabbed some water samples from her space, paid 1,000 yuan for an expedited water test, and would have the results by tomorrow.

After leaving the testing company, she drove for ten more minutes to the pharmacy.

"Hello, my elderly relatives are mobility-impaired, and I'd like to prepare some essential medications for them."

The staff, who had been playing with their phone, brightened at the request and eagerly began recommending various medicines.

Anti-inflammatory, cold medicines, fever reducers, painkillers, anti-diarrheal, antibiotics, ointments, gauze, band-aids—Annan bought a bit of everything, asking the staff for detailed usage instructions before leaving.

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Purchasing too many medications at once could draw attention, so Annan divided her purchases between multiple pharmacies, buying in smaller batches.

She didn't stop until 5 PM when she finally received a call from the renovation workers, telling her the job was complete.

Returning home, Annan inspected the installation of the doors and windows, and was thoroughly satisfied, paying the remaining balance.

After sending the workers off, she let out a relieved sigh, turned on the air conditioning, and retrieved a serving of spicy hot pot and a milk tea from her space.

The hot pot was still steaming, and Annan savored it with a satisfied smile as she looked around her surroundings.

The explosion-proof windows and doors, along with the ample supplies in her space, made her feel much more secure than in her previous life.

She opened her tablet and began downloading her favorite TV shows and variety programs.

In the apocalypse, with power outages and constant danger, maintaining mental well-being was just as important as physical survival.

She also downloaded a variety of e-books and instructional videos.

Maps, cooking tutorials, martial arts lessons, wilderness survival guides—all downloaded together.

One machine wasn't enough, so Annan planned to buy more electronics the next day.

After finishing dinner, Annan left her tablet at home to continue downloading while she grabbed her car keys and went downstairs.

The most pressing issue still hadn't been solved—the energy problem. The generators and chainsaws would need fuel.

She drove the rented truck to a gas station.

She filled the tank and transferred the fuel into the oil barrels in her space.

After filling up at one station, she moved on to the next, working steadily until midnight, finally amassing 3,000 liters of diesel.

Feeling slightly weary, Annan found a parking lot, closed her eyes to rest, and prepared to continue once she woke up.

Before long, she heard a faint sound nearby.

Peeking out, she saw two small-framed men sneaking around a truck.

Could they be fuel thieves?

Annan had heard of a group of "oil rats" in Linbei City, people who specialized in siphoning fuel from trucks and selling it cheaply.

They were despised by truck drivers.

Seeing the two men preparing to leave, Annan started her car and followed them at a distance.

Fuel? Exactly what she needed.