Room 2101 on the 21st floor was designated as a warehouse, while 2102 and 2103 were to be filled with numerous supermarket shelves.
As for what this space would eventually be used for, Shen Ruoran had her own plans.
She had no immediate intention of touching the units on floors 1 through 11. According to the known information regarding the apocalypse, any height below the 12th floor would be submerged by the floods.
As for her chosen residences, 2803 and 2903, the latter contained three vacant rooms that the owner could customize freely.
She decided to install a large swimming pool with a constant temperature function, manually adjustable between 16°C and 42°C. Tablet holders and fruit baskets were to be installed on the walls so she could enjoy herself while swimming.
The renovation lead filled five whole pages of notes. He nodded, biting his pen; compared to the previously requested planting area and laboratory, this requirement wasn’t difficult. Many wealthy clients had similar habits, and he had plenty of experience installing them.
“Pick the highest quality materials and tools for me,” Shen Ruoran said. “Don’t worry about the money. If you do a good job and work quickly, I will give you an additional twenty percent bonus on top of your wages.”
“Thank you, Miss Shen. Providing excellent service to our clients is our duty.”
The renovation lead smiled. They were professionals and would certainly complete the work with meticulous attention to detail.
“In the middle room, fill one-third of the area with snack cabinets and bookshelves. Also, leave space for three freezers. Place lounge chairs, cushions, and a coffee table here.”
“Alright, is there anything else?”
Shen Ruoran went to the last room on the upper floor and thought for a moment. “Please turn this room into a gym. Set up a treadmill, elliptical machine, spin bike, dumbbells, barbells, a Smith machine, and so on.”
“I am giving you a twenty-five-day deadline. When the time comes, write up a quote for the renovation costs of the entire building. Once I approve it, you can make the purchases. I will need to see the invoices when I make the final payment.”
“Understood. Rest assured, we are professionals.”
With the house matters settled, Shen Ruoran took a taxi to the warehouse to collect a wave of supplies and store them in her space.
At the Entry and Exit Management Bureau:
“Miss, is there an emergency? You need to state a reason for an expedited application.”
“My best friend has been diagnosed with a terminal illness, and her emotions are very unstable right now. I need to go and be with her.” Shen Ruoran’s tone was dejected. She used her fabricated excuse, her lonely eyes blinking a few times in a display of superb acting.
The staff member, dressed in a formal suit, remained solemn. “The expedited service requires an additional fee of 200 yuan. After that, you just need to wait for the notification to collect your passport.”
Shen Ruoran had no issue with the 200 yuan. What she wanted was to get to the United States as quickly as possible. On this planet, only the U.S. sold weapons to ordinary people without any overt limits on quantity.
That evening, after enjoying a buffet dinner at Haoshang International, Shen Ruoran returned to her suite. She took out her phone and lay comfortably on the sofa.
This time, she went on an online shopping spree: over a thousand books of various genres, a thousand desktop computers, five hundred laptops, five hundred tablets of different brands, and two thousand of the latest smartphones.
Books and electronics were not strictly necessities in the apocalypse, so buying so many now wouldn’t arouse suspicion. Shen Ruoran simply used the address of her new home, leaving the renovation workers responsible for putting them away.
Only after doing all this did Shen Ruoran truly feel like she was making a home in this world.
In her countless past life-and-death escapes, she’d had to remain on high alert at all times, engaging in battles of wits and strength. Eating and sleeping had occupied only a tiny fraction of her time. Consequently, she now wanted to focus on satisfying her mental and spiritual well-being.
There were seven days left until Country R discharged nuclear waste and twenty-nine days until the heavy rains arrived. There was plenty of time to stock up.
The next day, Shen Ruoran—who had stayed up all night watching campus dramas—struggled to sit up in bed, sporting heavy dark circles under her eyes and letting out a tired yawn.
She had been woken up by a mechanical announcement.
【Management Point has been activated. Current Management Point value is null.】
【Management Type: A 31-story abandoned building that appears to have zero profit potential?】
【Warning! Warning! Warning! System error! Detection failed! Detection failed! The host must reset the Management Point within 7 hours.】
Shen Ruoran frowned slightly. Could she have been wrong? Did Management Points only apply to buildings that sold goods, like restaurants or supermarkets? But the system’s explanation clearly added the phrase: “Limited to one building.”
In a literal sense, she had already satisfied that condition.
The morning sun slanted through the window, the half-drawn curtains casting shadows that made the confusion on the woman’s face particularly evident.
Shen Ruoran didn’t think she was in the wrong. Having experienced a hundred “quick-transmigration” missions, she understood better than anyone how to exploit loopholes in the laws and rules of the Heavenly Dao.
If she wasn’t mistaken…
Her phone was encased in a brown bear shell that felt great to the touch. Shen Ruoran unlocked it, found the renovation lead’s WeChat, and sent a payment.
Then she sent a message: “I accidentally sent ten thousand yuan too much for the deposit. Please transfer it back to me.”
【Operating income received. Management Point value +1. Building judged to meet management conditions. All management rights have been transferred to the Host and will be fully opened at the designated time.】
Shen Ruoran let out a soft sigh of relief. She had guessed correctly. Having the renovation lead, who was currently working in the building, transfer money to her counted as “profit,” satisfying the condition for Management Point growth.
With the management rights in hand, Shen Ruoran opened the management interface and, without hesitation, changed the “Management Point” to a “Rental Point.”
Her ambition wasn’t to be a business owner, but a landlady sitting on dozens of properties. Nothing made her feel more fulfilled than real estate.
As for the “designated time” mentioned in the prompt, she didn’t even have to think about it. It would undoubtedly be the first day the disaster struck—only then could she exercise her full management rights.
Shen Ruoran changed into a white shirt and cropped jeans and set off early for the fruit and vegetable wholesale market.
Even before she arrived, the shouts of the vendors could be heard from afar.
After a brief walk around, Shen Ruoran found the largest vegetable wholesaler, who had two workers helping out. “Boss, the vegetables in your shop look very fresh. Do you offer home delivery?”
Wang Danian finished weighing a catty of cabbage and replied with a simple smile, “If it’s more than a large truckload, I deliver within ten kilometers for a fifteen-yuan fee. If it’s just a little bit, it’s a waste of gas. This is a small business; I’d lose money easily.”
Shen Ruoran handed over a piece of paper. “Every day before 7:00 AM, deliver a hundred pounds each of cabbage, green vegetables, baby bok choy, chicken-feather greens, edamame, green beans, amaranth, carrots, white radishes, winter melon, eggplant, scallions, cilantro, and garlic to this address. Deliver every day for a week.”
“I’ll give you a portion of the deposit first, and the remaining balance will be transferred to you daily.”
She then took out her phone and scanned the QR code the boss had pasted on the wall.
“WeChat Pay: 3,000 yuan received.”
Encountering such a generous big client, Wang Danian couldn’t hide the wrinkles of his smile. He held the slip of paper, looking delighted.
“Boss lady, will there be someone to open the warehouse door then, or should you give me the key first?”
Shen Ruoran replied, “I didn’t lock it. When you get there, just pull up the rolling shutter, open the door, and move everything inside. Please arrange them neatly. After you leave, don’t forget to close the door and pull down the shutter.”