Wen Ruchu wandered aimlessly along the streets, watching the constant flow of cars passing by. Suddenly, the aroma of grilled squid drifted into her nose. Not far ahead was a night market.
The night market was dazzling with all kinds of goods, full of the lively atmosphere of everyday life. Snack stalls selling roujiamo, ice jelly desserts, and stinky tofu were surrounded by crowds. There were also many small stalls selling jewelry and toys.
Wen Ruchu walked slowly while looking around. By the time she came out of the market, both of her hands were already filled with bags of food and little trinkets.
She found a secluded spot without surveillance cameras and stored everything she was carrying into the Dimensional Space. Then she returned to the night market again.
Trip after trip, she repeated the process tirelessly.
Only when she was finally tired did she drive home.
…
After returning home, Wen Ruchu did the same thing as the previous day—she continued ordering takeout.
She also started shopping online. Shower gel, shampoo, towels, toothbrushes, toothpaste—daily necessities of every kind. The more the better.
She added everything to her cart until the purchase limits were reached. Then she moved on to another shop, buying again and again until she finally stopped.
She also ordered a large number of skincare products, especially hand cream—more than a hundred boxes.
In her previous life during the extreme cold, both of her hands had been covered in frostbite. She refused to live that way again in this life.
She bought enormous quantities of sanitary pads, overnight pants, and disposable underwear—enough to last several lifetimes.
As she browsed, she bought whatever caught her eye, placing orders like crazy.
She also bought many snacks.
These things might never be produced again in the future. Who could resist the happiness brought by junk food?
Spicy strips, dried baby fish, squid tentacles, hawthorn slices, jelly, dried pork, pistachios, and all kinds of nuts—she added the maximum quantity available.
There were also instant foods: instant noodles, self-heating hotpot, self-heating rice, instant porridge—everything went into the shopping cart.
Sometimes when you hadn’t eaten these things for a long time, you missed them quite a bit.
She also ordered plenty of braised eggs and sausages to go with them.
And then there were heat packs.
These were consumables.
The extreme cold in her previous life had lasted two full years. Every day she had needed to stick seven or eight heat packs on her body, replacing them again later. In a single day she used fifteen or sixteen.
Temperatures of negative sixty or seventy degrees were no joke.
She directly emptied the stock from ten shops selling heat packs.
That should definitely be enough.
Wen Ruchu thought it over.
She would spend half a month stockpiling supplies in Hua City. After arranging everything for her house, she would go abroad.
She still needed to fleece foreigners for supplies. She hadn’t bought weapons yet either.
Her sea, land, and air vehicles would also have to be purchased abroad. Buying them domestically would be too troublesome—just the paperwork alone would give her a headache.
After that, she would still have one month left to learn how to operate all her “sea, land, and air treasures.”
Once a woman’s shopping desire was triggered, she could easily keep buying until two in the morning.
Before going to sleep, Wen Ruchu checked her Dimensional Space.
To her surprise, she discovered that the time displayed on the house had changed from 10:00:00 to 20:00:00.
Twenty minutes?
So if the time wasn’t used up today, it would accumulate for tomorrow?
This discovery excited Wen Ruchu greatly.
That meant she could continue accumulating time. When a major disaster occurred in the future, she could simply hide inside the Dimensional Space for a while.
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The rice, flour, grains, and oil had already been stockpiled.
Fruits and vegetables were also done.
So today it was time to stockpile meat.
Her beloved meat!
Wen Ruchu didn’t bother going to the market. She went directly to a livestock farm.
Her big fat pigs—wasn’t freshly slaughtered meat the best?
In the apocalypse, eating even a bite of meat had been extremely difficult. And she was someone who loved meat.
Buy, buy, buy!
The livestock farm manager warmly received Wen Ruchu.
She stated her requirements directly.
She wanted ten thousand chickens and ten thousand ducks. Ten thousand rabbits. Ten thousand pigs. Ten thousand cattle. Ten thousand sheep.
As for fish, she ordered one hundred thousand jin of various kinds.
She also wanted fifty thousand chicken eggs and twenty thousand duck eggs, along with quail eggs and others.
To maintain a sustainable cycle of chickens laying eggs and eggs hatching into chickens in the future, Wen Ruchu even purchased some fertilized eggs and bought two of the farm’s incubators outright.
Because of the massive quantity she purchased, the manager offered to help cut and process the meat.
Wen Ruchu happily agreed—it saved her a lot of trouble.
She also bought large quantities of internal organs, along with chicken feet, duck feet, chicken wings, and duck wings.
Cola chicken wings, lemon chicken feet, and spicy duck wings were all her favorites.
With so much meat, Wen Ruchu suddenly realized she didn’t have a suitable place to store it.
If she placed it in the warehouse, the hot weather might cause it to spoil before she could collect it.
“Miss, do you have a cold storage facility for so much meat? If not, we have a cold storage room here where you can temporarily store it. However, it must be transported away within three days.”
Oh?
Wasn’t this like being handed a pillow just when she was feeling sleepy?
Wen Ruchu immediately expressed that she needed it. She required a temporary storage location so that she could quietly collect everything later when no one was around.
That day, the temperature in Hua City had reached 38 degrees Celsius.
It was extremely hot.
Wen Ruchu worried that stockpiling such massive quantities of supplies might attract attention from observant people. Therefore, she had deliberately dressed in black long sleeves and long pants and even applied makeup as a disguise.
But even so, it was unbearably hot. Her hair was soaked with sweat.
Wen Ruchu decided to deal with the problem directly.
After collecting that day’s prepared meals, she returned home, took a shower, changed clothes, and went to a barber shop.
She asked the barber to cut her hair short—just to ear length.
The barber looked at her long hair and repeatedly asked if she was sure.
After all, such healthy, beautiful long hair was rare. Cutting it off would be a pity, and growing it back would take a long time.
But Wen Ruchu didn’t care.
If she didn’t cut it now, once the extreme heat arrived and temperatures reached sixty or seventy degrees, wouldn’t she have to wash her long hair every day?
Sooner or later she would go bald.
Moreover, in the apocalypse, keeping such beautiful long hair would make her stand out too much. If others discovered something suspicious, it could bring trouble.
She loved beauty, but she valued her life even more.
A man might be innocent, but possessing treasure could bring disaster.
After the haircut, her ear-length short hair made her originally gentle features appear more striking and slightly cool.
Wen Ruchu was very satisfied.
Sure enough, when someone was good-looking, any hairstyle suited them.
After leaving the barber shop, Wen Ruchu went to the largest clothing wholesale market in Hua City.
Food had been taken care of.
Clothing had not.
Extreme heat and extreme cold—two completely opposite extremes.
She bought sun-protection clothing, short-sleeved shirts, long-sleeved shirts, outdoor jackets, hoodies, shorts, casual pants, sports pants, and cargo pants.
She chose the simplest styles. Appearance didn’t matter—only quality.
Based on her current size, she ordered clothes three sizes larger as well. Who knew whether she might gain weight in the future?
It was better to be prepared.
She ordered ten thousand pieces of each.
Summer clothes sold easily.
During extreme heat, she planned to stay at home anyway. She could even wear pajamas all day if she wanted.
But winter clothes required careful preparation.
Cotton undershirts, fleece-lined underwear, thermal underwear, thick sweaters, heavy down jackets, wool coats, military coats, fur coats, thick padded jackets, cashmere leggings, thick cotton pants, coral fleece pajamas, and more.
She ordered ten thousand pieces of each type, in various sizes larger than her current one.
People wore more layers in winter, so bigger sizes were better.
For colors, she chose low-key shades like black and gray.