“Then tomorrow I’ll go to the agricultural supply market and buy the best farming tools and seeds. I’ll also stop by the electronics mall to check out solar generators.”
Shen Yaozong stood up and stretched lazily. “Who would’ve thought that at my age I’d still have to venture into ancient times? Sounds pretty exciting.”
Xiang Meimei laughed and lightly slapped his arm. “You’re the only one who finds it exciting. We’re not going to ancient times for fun—we have to be ready to endure hardships. But with Shuangshuang and this space, I believe we’ll be able to live well.”
Shen Shuangshuang held her parents’ hands, feeling a surge of strength in her heart. “Mom, Dad, as long as you’re with me, I’m not afraid of anything. As long as our family is together, anywhere can be home.”
“That’s right, as long as the family is together.”
Shen Yaozong looked at his daughter with relief. “Go get some rest. Tomorrow will be a busy day.”
Shen Shuangshuang returned to her room, but after lying in bed for a while, she felt no sleepiness at all.
She touched the four‑leaf clover necklace around her neck. The pendant had the same warmth as her body temperature—comforting and steady.
Thinking about her parents’ companionship and the supplies in her space, she no longer feared the unknown ancient world. Instead, she felt a bit of anticipation.
She opened her phone and started writing a detailed supply list in the notes app—food, medicine, tools, daily necessities—carefully listing everything she could think of, afraid of missing anything.
Halfway through, she suddenly remembered that ancient writing might be different from modern Chinese. So she added: “dictionary, history books, handbook of ancient knowledge.”
“And weapons!”
Shen Shuangshuang slapped her forehead. Ancient times were far from peaceful. If she encountered bandits or criminals, having no weapons would be dangerous.
She quickly added “pepper spray, electric baton, dagger” to the list. After thinking for a moment, she also added “crossbows and bolts.” These would be practical in ancient times and wouldn’t attract too much attention.
By the time she finished the list, the sky was already beginning to brighten.
Shen Shuangshuang stretched and got out of bed. She pulled open the curtains and watched the rising sun outside, her eyes full of determination.
Although she couldn’t change the fate of transmigration, she had her space, her parents, and enough time and resources to prepare.
Even if the house confiscation, exile, and flood from her dream really happened, she was confident she could help her parents get through it safely.
After washing up, she picked up her phone and called President Wang.
As soon as the call connected, she spoke directly:
“President Wang, this is Shen Shuangshuang. I need a large amount of grain—100,000 jin of rice, 50,000 jin of flour, plus millet, corn, sorghum, and other coarse grains. The more the better. Please prepare them as soon as possible and deliver them to my warehouse. I’ll pay double for the shipping.”
President Wang on the other end paused in surprise, then chuckled. “President Shen, what do you need so much grain for? Company benefits?”
“You could say that. Just get it ready quickly,” Shen Shuangshuang replied, unwilling to explain further. “Money isn’t an issue. I’ll transfer the deposit right away.”
After hanging up, she immediately called Uncle Li, placing another bulk order—this time for medicines.
By the time everything was arranged, Shen Yaozong and Xiang Meimei had already woken up. After a simple breakfast, the three of them went out separately to purchase supplies.
Over the next few days, the Shen family’s warehouse became unusually busy.
Supplies arrived one shipment after another.
Mountains of rice and flour piled up. Medicines and tools filled the shelves. Clothes and daily necessities filled dozens of boxes.
Every day, Shen Shuangshuang and her parents sorted and categorized everything before storing it inside the space’s fresh‑preservation warehouse.
Xiang Meimei even bought dozens of chicks and ducklings, along with several piglets from the market. After testing it, she confirmed they could be placed into the space’s livestock ranch.
The little animals roamed freely across the grassland inside the space and were living quite well, which reassured her greatly.
During this time, Shen Shuangshuang also made time to visit the company. She invited the group’s chief lawyer, Zhang Wei, to her office.
Zhang Wei had worked with Shen Yaozong for more than ten years and was someone the Shen family trusted deeply.
Shen Shuangshuang got straight to the point.
“Uncle Zhang, I want to sell all the assets under my name and my parents’ names, including the Shen Corporation shares. The sooner the better.”
Zhang Wei adjusted his glasses in shock. “President Shen, what’s going on? Shen Corporation is in a growth phase. Selling shares now would be a huge loss.”
“Uncle Zhang, I have a special situation. I can’t explain the details.”
She handed him a prepared list.
“Don’t worry too much about the price. As long as everything can be converted into cash within ten days, it’s fine to give a small discount. I’ve already picked the buyers—reliable partners we’ve worked with for years. Just help me handle the connections.”
Seeing the determination in Shen Shuangshuang’s eyes, Zhang Wei knew she wasn’t joking.
He sighed. “Alright. Since you’ve decided, I’ll handle it. But President Shen, think it through—this is the life’s work of you and Chairman Shen.”
“I know.” Shen Shuangshuang nodded. “But to me, family is more important than anything. Money can be earned again. If something happens to people, no amount of money can bring them back.”
Zhang Wei worked efficiently. With the attractive prices Shen Shuangshuang offered, all assets were liquidated in less than ten days.
When her phone received the bank notification, Shen Shuangshuang looked at the long string of zeros and finally let out a sigh of relief.
6.3 billion yuan.
Enough to support her grand stockpiling plan.
Back home, Shen Shuangshuang tossed the bank card onto the coffee table.
“Dad, Mom, the money’s all here. We don’t need to be frugal anymore. The supplies we stocked earlier were too scattered. This time we’ll deal directly with factories—however much they can pack, we’ll take.”
Xiang Meimei looked at the number on the bank card and gasped.
“My goodness, that’s so much money! Shuangshuang, isn’t this too risky?”
“Mom, in ancient times money is just paper. Only supplies give real security.”
She assigned tasks to her parents.
“Dad, contact the grain and oil factories and the textile mills. Whether it’s rice, flour, or coarse grains—clear out their entire inventory. Tell them to run 24 hours a day. However much they produce, we’ll take.”
“Mom, contact daily‑necessities factories. Soap, towels, toilet paper, and cotton clothing—especially thick winter coats. The more the better.”
Shen Yaozong gripped the bank card, eyes shining.
“Leave it to me. I’ll handle it perfectly. I know Director Wang from a grain and oil factory—he even has a huge warehouse. We can buy it outright.”
After assigning tasks to her parents, Shen Shuangshuang packed a simple suitcase and headed straight to the airport.
She was going to Country M to purchase weapons.
In chaotic ancient times, food and medicine alone weren’t enough. She needed serious firepower to protect her life.
Through the dark web, she contacted a local gang called “Red Scorpion” and arranged a deal at an abandoned warehouse in the suburbs.
The warehouse smelled of rust.
A bald man with a cigarette in his mouth looked Shen Shuangshuang up and down with clear disdain.
“Just you? A woman buying weapons?” he sneered.
“Did you bring enough money?”