Chapter 6 Kill Her and Inherit Her Fortune

Chapter 6: Off Her to Claim the Inheritance

The next morning, Hua Diao awoke fully refreshed and resumed her shopping spree.

Perhaps her good fortune was already taking effect, as her day unfolded with remarkable smoothness. When she sought to buy fruit trees, she serendipitously encountered a plantation with a batch of fruit trees whose order had just been canceled. The owner, desperate for a buyer, found her appearing at precisely the right moment.

The plantation owner was ecstatic, not only gifting her ten crates of luscious peaches but also including a generous supply of specialized fertilizer and harvesting tools for the trees.

Later, when she looked for agricultural machinery, she stumbled upon a small farm equipment factory that was liquidating its stock due to bankruptcy. Upon seeing her intent to buy everything, the owner, overcome with emotion, tearfully clasped her hand and presented her with a 50% discount coupon for the neighboring pesticide store—a "spend 10,000, save 5,000" deal.

Well, though Hua Diao had no idea why an agricultural equipment factory owner possessed such a substantial pesticide store coupon, it certainly didn't deter her from visiting the adjacent store.

Coincidentally, she needed pesticides anyway.

She wasn't sure if the plants grown in the Koi Deity's island space would require fertilization or be susceptible to pests, but the early days of the apocalypse were bound to be swarming with venomous insects. Pesticides capable of eliminating pests might prove invaluable.

Thus, as the wealthy woman she was, Hua Diao naturally swept her hand and bought out the entire pesticide shop.

After leaving the pesticide store, Hua Diao prepared to return to Qingcheng. Weapons would be crucial once the apocalypse began. Since she had no channels to acquire firearms, she planned to visit a military surplus store. She initially expected to find only self-defense items like combat knives or pepper spray, but on her way there, a GPS error led her astray, guiding her into a shadowy alley named Tiansu Lane.

Inside the alley, two rival factions were locked in a fierce, no-holds-barred battle, ultimately ending in mutual destruction before being reported by an anonymous tipster.

By the time Hua Diao arrived, she witnessed the tail end of the scene: a group of bruised and battered individuals, handcuffed, being loaded into police cars. In her shock, she inadvertently stumbled through a hidden door, which, by sheer coincidence, turned out to be the hideout of one of the factions. Inside, the room was piled high with weapons—cleavers, daggers, clubs—and even two crates of firearms.

This was likely the very arsenal that had ignited the deadly conflict between the two groups.

Hua Diao was overjoyed, ecstatic beyond measure!

"Thank you, Koi Deity! This luck is absolutely, incredibly effective! It truly is a case of 'wish granted!'"

Her heart pounded wildly as she excitedly gathered all the weapons in the room into her possession, then slipped away quietly like an unnoticed passerby.

Riding high from her haul, she felt an urge to celebrate. So, before heading home in the evening, she stopped by a private kitchen restaurant and ordered a lavish feast, paying extra for home delivery.

While the chefs were still preparing the dishes, she seized the opportunity to visit several nearby pastry shops, snack stores, and bubble tea shops. In the end, she returned home laden with bags, accompanied by the handsome delivery staff from the private kitchen.

In the living room, Xie Tingsheng sat upright on the sofa, his striking good looks marred by a deep frown. His profound, sharp eyes were fixed on a newly received message on his phone, his expression dark and troubled.

Someone had actually raided the hideout of the Tian Su Alley gang ahead of time!

This all traced back to yesterday’s dealings with a food supplier. Zhu Bin had connected with a major supplier who had a large stock of goods—rice, oil, salt, even fruits and vegetables.

Xie Tingsheng and Zhu Bin had inspected the goods together, and the quality was top-notch. However, the supplier urgently needed cash and refused to sell separately, insisting on a lump-sum payment of 30 million with immediate settlement.

They didn’t have enough money on hand, so Zhu Bin had to name-drop his father and call in favors. The supplier reluctantly agreed to give them one day to gather the funds.

But coming up with nearly 20 million in a single day was impossible, even with lottery winnings.

Xie Tingsheng had no choice but to turn to the black market.

He was sitting on an arsenal. Last night, in disguise, he went to the black market and exchanged the weapons for 20 million. That was how he managed to pay the supplier on time and secure the goods.

However, the firearms he traded were special, and he didn’t want them circulating outside. So, he deliberately pitted rival gangs against each other, had someone pretend to stumble upon them and call the cops, and had Zhu Bin lead a team to quietly retrieve the weapons from the gang’s hideout.

This was also a precautionary measure to establish a plausible backstory for the guns, making it easier to use them post-apocalypse.

Yet, despite his meticulous planning, he never anticipated that the weapons would vanish without a trace before Zhu Bin could retrieve them.

The message he had just received was from Zhu Bin, informing him of this very matter.

Things were slipping out of his control, and Xie Tingsheng was in a foul mood.

As for why he possessed firearms in the first place, it was likely because he had transmigrated—and even came with a free armory as a perk.

Originally, he was the president of Huaxing's Xie Group, an elite, most eligible bachelor who had taken down uncles, cousins, even his own father to secure his position, wielding immense power in the business world.

But on an otherwise ordinary day, after reading a viral news story about a female celebrity who tragically died from a bamboo skewer piercing her artery, he dozed off only to wake up and find himself transported to another world. The person he had transmigrated into shared the exact same name and an almost identical appearance, though their background and profession were different—this Xie Tingsheng was merely a poor young professor.

Once he accepted reality and absorbed all of "Xie Tingsheng's" memories, he discovered that those memories included everything up until "his" death in the post-apocalyptic world.

This was how he knew the apocalypse was coming.

As for "Xie Tingsheng's" supposed wife, at the moment of his arrival, he had no intention of saving her as "Xie Tingsheng" had. He was fully prepared to let her commit suicide so he could, as her husband, take control of all her assets to stockpile supplies for the apocalypse.

But unexpectedly, yesterday morning, his supposed wife didn’t play out like in "his" memories—she didn’t attempt suicide. Instead, she appeared before him alive and well, even enthusiastically making him breakfast.

He observed her carefully without showing any reaction and realized that this supposed wife was vastly different from the one in "Xie Tingsheng's" memories.

In "Xie Tingsheng's" memories, his so-called wife was arrogant, sneered at "him," and treated "him" like a dog.

But the fake wife he saw was beautiful, lively, and radiant, without a trace of arrogance—and most importantly, her voice was calming.

He suffered from severe insomnia, which later developed into fits of rage. Even after transmigrating to another world and inhabiting a new body, the affliction still haunted him. Yet, the moment he heard her voice, it was as if a dying-of-thirst traveler scorched by the desert was suddenly transported to a tranquil riverside town with fresh air. His manic mood miraculously calmed, leaving him clear-headed and at ease.

So, he had initially thought this seemingly soul-swapped fake wife wasn’t so bad and abandoned his plan to kill her and inherit her assets.

But now, with money tight and stockpiling supplies proving more troublesome than expected, Xie Tingsheng narrowed his deep, dangerous eyes. Maybe he should just kill her and take her inheritance after all...