Apocalypse Rebirth: Making Billions With My Fortune-Telling Skill

Chapter 129: Seeing the Hillside Fortress

​While Samuel was still on the line with the contractors, April carefully scooped up the sleeping kitten, letting the soft white ball rest comfortably against her chest. "Come on, Rufus."

​The massive dog instantly stood up, his ears perking up as he trotted beside her. April walked out through the grand side courtyard, navigating toward the rear storage where her massive online delivery had been kept over the last twenty-four hours.

​Rows of heavy wooden crates, bulk wholesale supplies, and survival gear filled the space. Tucked right in the center of the haul was the sealed, combat outfit that Nat had added to her shopping cart the previous day.

​April focused her mind, leaving the combat gear out on the floorboards, and silently tapped into her level-two spatial dimension.

Intake.

​With a sudden, seamless shimmer of light, the massive mountain of crates, non-perishable food supplies, and tools vanished from the storage house, instantly integrated into her storage grid.

​[Spatial Capacity Updated: 79,430 / 100,000 slots occupied.]

​April stared at the blue interface box. It had only done so little, but it was no matter. She already knew what she needed to fill it to a hundred thousand.

Once she visited Xavier’s transit warehouse later to claim all those specialized gas cylinders and industrial barrels she had asked Samuel to order, the total count would easily pass the hundred-thousand threshold.

The moment that happened, the level-three spatial upgrade would automatically trigger. She decided she would likely complete that task on their way back tonight; she already had a massive reserve of the revitalization spring water safely stored in vials and jugs so it was time to let it go.

​"Miss April, the car is waiting," Samuel called out, walking into the storage bay.

​He paused, noticing the vast warehouse was now entirely empty except for the sealed gear package in her hand.

He simply tilted his glasses, already knowing what went on here.

April handed the package to one of the passing maids, her voice low as she said, "Put this on my bed for me. Thank you."

​"Right away, Miss April," the maid murmured, bowing.

​"Alright, Samuel," April said, turning her attention back to the driveway. "Let’s move."

​The drive to the hillside fortress was long and winding. And for the first time in days, April didn’t pull out her phone to play Winecraft. Instead, she kept her eyes fixed entirely on the passing scenery out the tinted window.

She needed to study the terrain—mapping out the natural bottlenecks, the layout of the roads, and calculating which directions future civilian refugees or desperate swarms would likely approach from once the world turned to chaos.

​Thankfully, the geography was heavily in her favor. After they cleared the main commercial sectors and the residential districts, the road narrowed, cutting directly through a massive, dense forest.

The thick canopy of ancient trees created an excellent natural barrier, completely isolating the mountain pass from the rest of the city.

​They drove through the silent, tree-lined road for fifteen minutes before the dense woods finally gave way to a massive, sprawling clearing.

​April’s breath caught slightly as the vehicle pulled through a heavily reinforced iron gate checkpoint. The hillside bunker compound was enormous.

In fact, the primary architecture of the above-ground facility was built using the exact same blueprints as Xavier’s luxury villa. The structural lines, the heavy ballistic glass panels, and the grand stone columns were so strikingly similar that if the surrounding yard weren’t completely empty and filled with heavy construction machinery, she would have guessed they had driven in a complete circle back to the Reed estate.

​But according to the official land deeds she had secured, a vast perimeter stretching from this very courtyard all the way down into the edge of the dense forest belonged entirely to her.

​The car brought them to a smooth halt, the engine cutting out. The moment April stepped out into the open air, the crisp, completely fresh mountain breeze washed over her face, free from the heavy smog of the lower districts.

She looked up at the massive concrete and steel foundations of her stronghold.

​"Wow, Samuel," April murmured, a rare, genuine spark of awe showing in her tone. "It is amazing."

​Rufus leaped down from the rear seat, his massive silver-and-black tail wagging with intense excitement.

He let out a loud, resonant bark that echoed off the mountain ridges, his nose sniffing the mountain air as he trotted around the courtyard, his divine luck aura instantly settling over the new territory.

​"You like it too, don’t you, Rufus?" April said softly, a small smile tugging at her lips.

​"Miss April," Samuel called out, walking over with his tablet held tightly in his arm.

He pointed toward a group of men wearing safety gear and holding digital surveying equipment near the central concrete bunker entrance. "The primary structural engineers, the construction foreman, and the dome infrastructure specialists are waiting for your direct commands."

April marched toward the waiting group of men. A tall, sharp-eyed man in a dark blue safety vest and a hard hat stepped forward, a tablet clamped under his arm.

​"Miss April," Samuel introduced smoothly, gesturing between them. "This is Edward, the head structural engineer for the entire hillside project."

​Edward extended a hand, giving her a firm, professional handshake. "Pleasure to finally meet you, Miss April. This guy over here has filled us in on what you want in a home, and truth be told, your specifications for this site are quite unique. We’re ready to hear your direct adjustments."

​April didn’t waste time with small talk. She pointed out toward the wide clearing where her land met the dense forest. "First, I want a multi-layered boundary wall. The outermost perimeter where my land ends must have a strict, reinforced barricade, completely fitted with an industrial electric-shock fencing system. High voltage. I want anything trying to breach that tree line to be neutralized instantly."

​Edward’s eyebrows shot up. He quickly tapped his stylus against his tablet, logging the data. "An electrified perimeter of that scale is doable, but it will pull a massive amount of power. We’ll need to dedicate a specific generator grid just for the fence."

​"Allocate whatever resources are necessary," April said flatly. Then, she turned her gaze up toward the open mountain sky. "Now, for the dome structure covering the initial compound. I don’t want standard reinforced glass. It must be fitted with advanced holographic and environmental simulation arrays. I want the capability to display whatever atmospheric projection I choose—whether it’s a clear blue sky, a starry night, or total camouflage to blend with the mountain terrain from an aerial view."

​Edward froze, his stylus hovering over the screen. He blinked, looking from April to the sprawling courtyard, then back to April. "Holographic sky simulations? Miss April, that is military-grade technology. The hardware alone is incredibly temperamental. To keep a projection of that scale running smoothly, the maintenance requirements are severe. You are going to need a full, dedicated tech team living on-site just to operate and calibrate the simulations daily."

​"No," April refused instantly, her voice dropping into a definitive coldness. "I will learn to operate the simulation mechanics myself. I do not want anyone else managing the control systems of this fortress."