When the radiance faded, a large bag appeared in Lin Wanwan’s hands, feeling soft and fluffy to the touch.
The bag had a zipper; Lin Wanwan reached out and unzipped it, and a soft quilt popped out from inside.
Just this?
Seeing that it was a quilt, Lin Wanwan found it a bit hard to accept.
It wasn’t that quilts were unimportant, but rather that compared to a pistol, the value of such a single quilt didn’t seem very high.
She reached out and felt the quilt—the material was quite good, soft to the touch, and very thick, likely to be of great use in the impending extreme cold disaster.
However, a quilt was still just a quilt, incomparable to a gun. If she and her sister got cold, they could light the stove or find ways to cover themselves with grass bundles for warmth.
No matter how she thought about it, it didn’t feel worth it.
Yet, since her sister said it was useful, it meant it would be useful in the future, and now that it had been drawn, regretting it was useless anyway.
Lin Wanwan composed her thoughts and pulled all the quilts out from the plastic bag.
This was a large 1.8m x 2m quilt; if used while sleeping, with one half underneath as padding and the other half covering, a single quilt per person would be more than enough.
When the time came, she would keep two sets each for herself and her sister—one set to cover with and one set as a spare.
In other words, she still had 51 sets left that could be used to trade with others for items.
Seeing such a large quilt, Lin Duoduo reached out from the passenger seat, grabbed a corner of the quilt, and felt it.
“Sister, this quilt is so soft! It’s even softer than the one we covered with back home. Sleeping under this quilt at night will definitely be super comfortable.”
Lin Wanwan nodded dotingly—as long as her younger sister liked it, that was all that mattered.
After taking out all the quilts, an instruction manual dropped out from between them.
Sharp-eyed Lin Duoduo spotted the paper right away.
“Sister, a piece of paper dropped out of the quilt! Quickly take a look!”
Hearing Lin Duoduo’s words, Lin Wanwan lowered her head and picked up the piece of paper from the floor of the vehicle compartment.
“Graphene Quilt (Warmth-retaining Model) Instructions.”
“This quilt features built-in graphene heating fibers, which can efficiently absorb heat emitted by the human body and convert it into far-infrared rays to feed back to the skin, achieving self-heating warmth.
At the same time, the fluffy air-layer structure effectively locks in body temperature and resists the intrusion of cold air, maintaining a constant temperature without cooling down all night.
Lighter and warmer than traditional cotton quilts, it requires no plug-in power and heats up upon close contact, giving you a warm, burden-free, and comfortable winter night.”
Graphene quilt?
Was this considered some kind of high-tech product? She hadn’t heard of it in her past life either.
However, Lin Wanwan believed He would not cheat her.
Since the manual stated it could self-heat, it definitely would. If this quilt was truly as useful as the manual described, its value was indeed beyond measure—it wouldn’t even be an exaggeration to say its value was comparable to a pistol.
A stove could indeed provide heat, but a stove required firewood, whereas this graphene quilt needed none of those things.
Facing the impending extreme cold disaster, this graphene quilt was truly useful.
Her sister’s intuition was still useful after all.
Now that she had a stove and graphene quilts, she and her sister could easily pull through when facing the first extreme cold disaster.
Furthermore, with so many surplus supplies, think of how many treasures they could be traded for—it was exciting just thinking about it.
Just how many supplies did the two sisters have right now? Lin Wanwan had a bit of a headache.
It would be great if she had a tablet in hand so she could do statistical tracking.
Right now, let alone a tablet, she didn’t even have a single sheet of paper or a pen.
Wait, she did have a piece of paper—the instruction manual for the graphene quilt! Could the back of it be used for recording? Now she was only missing a pen.
When the opportunity arose, she would trade with someone for one.
In her past life, when reading apocalyptic web novels, those main characters were simply too incredible—able to memorize how many supplies they had so casually, possessing such amazing brains.
She couldn’t do that; her brain wasn’t that flexible, and if there were too many things, she wouldn’t be able to keep track.
Lin Wanwan firmly kept this requirement in mind; she had to handle this matter properly.
As time marched on, it was almost time for Him to announce the occurrence of the first disaster. Before then, Lin Wanwan still needed to conduct a simple inventory count.
Supplies were sufficient for her and her sister to eat, but she also had to know in her heart how many surplus supplies could be used to exchange for other people’s items.
Although she couldn’t memorize every single item completely, she should still be clear about the general tally.
Mineral water—not counting the Golden Archangel mineral water—totaled around 60-plus bottles. Keeping a three-day supply for herself and her sister meant two bottles per person per day, totaling 12 bottles for three days.
That left about 50 bottles of mineral water available for trade. As for the Golden Archangel mineral water, she would keep it in hand for now; if there really were wealthy moguls around, she wouldn’t mind trading with them.
She didn’t like drinking the 55 bottles of beer she just obtained either; keeping one or two bottles was enough, while the rest could all be used for trade.
As for those 4 bottles of Wahaha AD Calcium Milk, they were not within the trading scope and would definitely be kept for her sister to drink.
After calculating the drinking water aspect, Lin Wanwan began calculating the food aspect.
The canned yellow peaches she just drew were delicious and nutritious, so she would keep them in her hands for now.
In this survival world, no one knew whether fresh fruit could be obtained, so the canned yellow peaches were vital supplies for supplementing vitamins and other nutrition for herself and her sister.
That super large hamburger had already been mostly eaten by her sister.
There were still 46 unopened boxes of Xinjiang braised chicken left. Originally intended as food reserves, after being woken up to the idea by that person, she realized these could also serve as wood-burning stoves.
When the time came, she would analyze the situation according to specific circumstances.
As for the compressed biscuits, lollipops, chocolates, and other low-quantity items, keeping them all as snacks for her sister to eat would be fine.
Having finished taking stock of food and drinks, only the last and most important items remained: the graphene quilts and the wood-burning stoves.
The quilts had already been thought through earlier—51 of them could be traded.
There were 47 wood-burning stoves in total; keeping two for herself and her sister left 45 available for trade.
After a simple inventory check, Lin Wanwan recalled a quote by Li Yunlong from the TV drama *Drawing Sword* that she watched in her past life:
“Damn it, I’ve never fought a battle with such rich resources before!”
Lin Wanwan pulled out the wood-burning stove she had drawn from the corner.
[Wood-burning stove discovered. Would you like to install it?]
“Install.”
[Please specify the installation location.]
You could even specify the installation location?
Lin Wanwan sized up the vehicle compartment, then pointed toward the middle door position on the left side.
“Please help me install it on the car door.”
Hearing Lin Wanwan’s answer, the wood-burning stove automatically flew toward the left door position and embedded itself directly inside.
Seeing that this wood-burning stove didn’t occupy any space inside the vehicle compartment, Lin Wanwan understood.
Any added equipment could be embedded without occupying original space—the space expansion was like this, and the wood-burning stove was like this as well.
He was truly far too thoughtful.
Moreover, there was surprisingly a 40-centimeter space above the wood-burning stove; Lin Wanwan picked up her iron pot and placed it on top—just right.
Perfect.
Just as Lin Wanwan was feeling smugly pleased with herself, a voice resounded out of thin air.
“In ten minutes, the first natural disaster will descend. Please be prepared.”