In the apocalypse, I hoarded goods and handed over my storage space to the government.

Time: Day 8 of the apocalypse countdown.

Location: East China Sea, Zhoushan National Petroleum Reserve Base.

The air was filled with a strong smell of sulfides and hydrocarbons.

There are more than 100 oil storage tanks here, holding 30 million tons of crude oil, lying dormant.

This is the industrial blood bank of Great Xia.

"Comrade Su Ran, the medical team arranged for you is already waiting nearby."

Li Guodong looked at Su Ran's pale face, his brows furrowing into a deep frown.

"You almost fainted yesterday on the Pamir Plateau, and today we're dealing with a capacity of 30 million tons. Can your brain handle that?"

Su Ran didn't turn around, but looked down at her trembling palm.

It felt like hundreds of steel needles were churning inside my brain at the same time, and the tinnitus was as sharp as an electric drill.

"Old Li, what do you say...?"

Looking at the steel jungle before him, Su Ran suddenly spoke, "If I had a cigarette right now, lit it, and threw it in, wouldn't it be more beautiful than the fireworks on New Year's Eve?"

Li Guodong's lips twitched, and he said irritably, "Then the entire Yangtze River Delta region will have to suffer the consequences. Stop joking, the commander has already given orders to ensure your health is taken care of. Can your health still hold up?"

"A man can't say no."

Su Ran twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "Especially when you're about to die, you have to grit your teeth and go for it."

He wasn't joking.

The stinging sensation deep in my brain has changed from the initial "needle prick" to the current "axe chop".

Every time I use my ability, it feels like sanding my nerves.

But he had no time to rest.

Su Ran took a step forward and placed her palm on the cold oil pipeline valve.

"What's a little pain? Compared to watching my compatriots fight zombies for half a liter of diesel fuel in my previous life, this pain... is fucking enjoyable."

hum!

The familiar tremor returned.

If it's about storing solids, then it's called "transportation".

So, to collect liquids is to "swallow them whole".

Su Ran's consciousness instantly transformed into an invisible giant dragon, spreading wildly along the oil pipeline and probing into the bottomless oil storage tanks.

The black, viscous liquid is the black gold of modern industry.

"receive!!"

Su Ran let out a low growl, and two streams of blood shot out from his nostrils, staining his combat uniform on his chest red.

Rumble!

There was no explosion, but a huge negative pressure roar came from the air.

The massive oil tank emitted a sickening metallic hissing sound, as if a gluttonous beast was frantically sucking it up inside.

The level gauge pointer went crazy, instantly dropping from "full load" to zero!

One.

Ten seats.

Fifty seats.

In just 30 minutes, the Zhoushan base, the energy heart of eastern Daxia, was empty.

Su Ran swayed, her vision went black, and the world seemed to turn into a static screen.

"Advisor Su!"

Several military doctors rushed up to insert oxygen tubes.

"I'm fine!"

Su Ran pushed him away, wiped the blood off her face with the back of her hand, and said in a hoarse voice as if she were chewing sand, "There's no time... help me onto the plane."

Where are you going next?

Li Guodong grew impatient and roared, "You need to stop and rest now!"

Su Ran raised her head, her eyes gleaming with a hungry, wolf-like green light.

"You can rest on the plane just the same way."

"We've finished collecting the domestic oil, but that's not enough. We need to go to the Middle East. We'll bring back all the oil we've contracted for over ten years, all at once."

……

Four hours later.

A super oil port in the Persian Gulf.

The scorching sun baked the desert, and the air distorted and steamed.

The port is filled with more than a dozen VLCCs flying the Chinese national flag, each one resembling a mobile Great Wall at sea.

On the dock, a Saudi prince dressed in a white robe and wearing a plaid headscarf looked at Su Ran and her entourage, who were getting off the private plane, with a puzzled expression.

"Oh, my friend."

The prince, speaking in broken Chinese, opened his arms and said, "Although I don't understand why you're demanding the delivery of the next ten years' worth of long-term crude oil contracts today, can your fleet handle it? That's an astronomical figure."

According to normal trade logic, this is simply insane.

No country's port can handle so much crude oil in one afternoon, nor can so many ships haul it away.

Su Ran refused the prince's embrace and walked directly to the oil boom at the very front of the dock.

The sun here was so strong that it made him dizzy.

His nose started bleeding again, but he didn't bother to wipe it away.

"Your Highness, has the money been paid?" Su Ran asked.

"Payment has been made. Daxia has always had a good reputation, and it was paid in cash at a 30% premium."

The prince shrugged. "But transporting them all at once doesn't align with logistics principles..."

"Just pay."

Su Ran interrupted him, her gaze sweeping over the dock to the distant oil refineries and storage tanks that stretched to the horizon.

That is the heart of the world's energy.

It is also what Su Ran considers a "self-service restaurant".

"We have an old saying in our Great Xia Dynasty: 'Once you've got your money, you're safe.'"

Su Ran's lips curled into a cruel smile. "Since the money and goods are settled, you don't need to worry about how I transport them."

The next second, Su Ran did something that no Middle Eastern tycoon could understand.

Instead of letting the oil tanker take over, he directly ordered people to dismantle the main oil pipeline in the port, which was two meters in diameter.

In front of everyone, Su Ran directly put her hand into the pipe that was still gushing crude oil.

"Madman! This is a high-pressure oil pipe!" the prince shouted in terror.

But then, everyone's cries were cut off in their throats.

"Swallow it...!"

Su Ran's eyes bulged, and the veins on his forehead throbbed wildly like earthworms—a sign that his mental energy had been pushed to its limit.

This time, it's not about storing stationary objects.

He wants to forcibly intercept the flow of this massive industrial system!

boom!!!

It was as if the ocean had been unblocked.

The crude oil that should have gushed out disappeared the moment it touched Su Ran's palm.

Moreover, the enormous suction even created a siphon effect, drawing the suction upstream along the pipeline!

At the transfer station one kilometer away, the oil pressure suddenly dropped to zero!

At a chemical plant 10 kilometers away, the alarm lights were flashing red incessantly!

Fifty kilometers away, at an oil storage facility, the massive floating roof is sinking at a visible speed!

"God above all..."

The prince knelt on the ground, the golden scepter falling from his hand. "Is this the devil... or a miracle?"

In Su Ran's consciousness space, a black ocean is forming.

It was an absolutely still, black ocean.

It does not evaporate, it does not pollute, and it floats quietly in the void.

"puff!"

Su Ran suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and her body fell backward like a kite with a broken string.

My vision went completely black.

But he could feel that the warm, black liquid had filled the last piece of the puzzle he had prepared for the Great Xia.

"Su Ran!!" Li Guodong's roar seemed to come through a layer of water.

In the chaos, Su Ran used her last bit of strength to grab Li Guodong's collar.

His voice was as faint as a whisper, yet every word was as firm as iron:

"That's enough oil..."

"Going back to China..."

After he finished speaking, his hand fell limply to his side.

The distant sunset, like blood, dyed the surface of the Persian Gulf red.

The plane takes off.

As he watched the Arabian Peninsula recede into the distance below, Li Guodong looked at Su Ran, who was still unconscious but with her brows furrowed, and his eyes reddened.

He turned to look out the window, which faced east.

"Kid, you've done enough."

"Now it's our turn."