Jiang Ning wrung her arm hard, the sharp pain reminding her this wasn't a dream, she had truly been reborn.,Three years into the apocalypse, Su Mengyao remained immaculate, unstained by the chaos. Her complexion was fair with a touch of blush, as if she were still living in a world of prosperity and splendor.,Drove to Menchuang Street and ordered two of the thickest stainless steel doors, complete with three-bar security locks. They guaranteed that not even a sledgehammer could break them open. Installation included, it cost over six thousand yuan.。