By the end of the day, Lin Mei was stunned. It felt like she hadn’t even bought that much, yet somehow all the money had vanished so quickly. Aside from the 130,000 yuan she had originally saved, she had already spent everything, and even half of her 50,000-yuan credit card limit was gone.
And there were still so many things left to buy.
She quickly transferred out the money from the loan she had applied for. If everything stayed peaceful in the end, she believed she would still be capable of paying it back eventually.
Over the following days, Lin Mei spent every morning at the shop preparing food and receiving deliveries. Logistics were fast nowadays. Within three days, the storage shelves, packaging containers, and all the online purchases had arrived.
Her uncle also gradually delivered the meat she had ordered.
The three pigs yielded around 1,500 jin of meat in total. Lin Mei decided to keep only 200 jin of pork belly, 200 jin of lean meat, and two full racks of ribs as raw meat. Everything else would be turned into cooked dishes.
The pork belly became braised pork, Dongpo pork, red-braised pork, and preserved pork stews. The lean meat was made into meatballs and crispy fried pork strips. The pig heads, tails, and organs were all marinated, while the pig trotters became roasted pig trotters, soybean-braised pig trotters, red-braised pig trotters, and more.
Of the four sheep, she roasted two whole. Another was turned into soup with various medicinal herbs and seasonings. She kept only one sheep as raw meat.
As for the chickens and ducks, some were cooked into nourishing soups, some into cooling herbal soups, while others became salted chicken and salted duck. Not a single one was left raw.
Because she loved rice, Lin Mei made one thousand rice balls, filling twenty large stainless-steel basins. The fillings varied greatly—some contained meat and vegetables, others dried seafood and preserved ingredients. The variety was rich and plentiful. Whenever she got hungry, she could simply take one out and eat it. Convenient and filling.
Even though she didn’t particularly enjoy wheat-based foods, she still made two hundred meat buns and three hundred plain steamed buns.
During these days, Lin Mei never forgot the most important thing: buying medicine. Medicines were difficult to purchase in large quantities, and even buying prescription drugs separately from pharmacies wouldn’t get her very far.
So she contacted an old high school classmate whose father worked in the pharmaceutical business. Through her classmate’s connections, Lin Mei spent 120,000 yuan on medicines.
Basic medicines for fever, colds, and stomachaches were obviously essential. She also bought medication for elderly chronic illnesses like high blood sugar, high blood pressure, and high cholesterol.
She stocked both internal and external medicines for all kinds of common illnesses. She even prepared cosmetic sutures and surgical scalpels. Nutritional supplements, vitamins, and basic medical equipment were included as well.
Just organizing the medicines alone took her three full days. The space was too small, so she had to remove all the bulky outer packaging and repackage everything into vacuum-sealed bags. She also carefully labeled every medicine with its name and purpose. It was a massive undertaking.
Whenever she suddenly remembered missing items over the next few days, she immediately filled in the gaps. For self-defense weapons, she bought a complete set of boning knives, three different machetes, watermelon knives, fire axes, expandable batons, stun guns, entrenching shovels, and more.
Thinking she might someday have children, she also bought infant formula milk powder. To save space, she purchased only bagged versions.
At one point, Lin Mei had accidentally read a novel where the protagonist transmigrated as a newborn girl, but because her mother refused to breastfeed daughters, she nearly starved to death. That story left a deep impression on her.
As a result, Lin Mei even prepared ten 500ml bottles of pre-made milk. If she were unlucky enough to encounter a similar situation, at least she wouldn’t starve to death immediately after birth. A newborn baby was simply too helpless—there would be no way to prepare formula alone.
Lin Mei also stored high-yield crop seeds inside the space: fifty jin each of sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corn, along with small quantities of vegetable and fruit seeds.
After being busy for five straight days, Lin Mei suddenly realized she hadn’t bought any personal hygiene supplies at all. The realization startled her so badly that cold sweat broke out instantly.
She immediately dropped everything and rushed to the shopping mall to buy enough sanitary pads, toilet paper, towels, shampoo—or soap bars—body wash, toothpaste, toothbrushes, and other necessities to last ten years.
After half a month of nonstop work, the space was finally almost full.
The eight shelves stood neatly organized, each separated by about twenty centimeters. Since she retrieved items mentally rather than physically entering the space, even tiny gaps were enough for objects to move in and out.
Lin Mei roughly calculated her remaining supplies.
After all the rice and flour used for cooking, she still had:
These numbers had been rounded out after she revisited the grain store.
Of the peanut oil, six five-liter barrels remained. The salt, sugar, soy sauce, and seasonings stored in the space had not been touched during cooking—she had purchased separate ingredients for food preparation. Altogether, these supplies occupied one three-tier shelf.
Clothes, quilts, shoes, and fabric occupied another three-tier shelf.
Canned foods, compressed biscuits, candies, energy bars, pork jerky, beef jerky, dried fruits, nuts, dried seafood, and ready-to-eat preserved vegetables filled one four-tier shelf.
Various medicines occupied another four-tier shelf.
The cooked foods took up three entire five-tier shelves. Since Lin Mei ate from them daily, she estimated that if rationed carefully, the cooked food alone could sustain her for at least five years.
The remaining five-tier shelf stored seeds, self-defense weapons, books, and printed documents. The very top shelf was intentionally left empty for emergencies or additional supplies.
As for books, Lin Mei had prepared a huge collection.
There were books on historical and cultural knowledge considered “must-haves” for transmigrators, covering poetry, chemistry basics, agricultural improvements, and military skills.
She also collected practical production manuals:
She even prepared thick stacks of books on efficient pig farming, sow breeding, postnatal pig care, pig disease treatment, and livestock raising techniques.
There were also manuals for barefoot doctors, illustrated guides to Chinese medicinal herbs, mushroom encyclopedias, cement production methods, explosive-making techniques, bamboo weaving, carpentry, rice-paddy fish farming, and countless other practical survival skills.
If she truly ended up in ancient times, at least she wanted some useful abilities to rely on.
Near the edge of the space, she deliberately left a thirty-centimeter gap. Into that area, she stacked forty thirty-liter plastic water containers purchased online, piled three meters high. Altogether, she stored 1,200 liters of water.
A person generally needed about two liters of water per day. If rationed carefully, that amount could allow her alone to survive for two years.
After twenty days of nonstop effort, Lin Mei finally finished organizing the space completely. Everything she could think of, everything she could possibly prepare, had been packed inside. The space was now completely full.
The rest would depend on fate.
Even if she had forgotten something, there was nothing more she could do.
After all her spending, she had less than 20,000 yuan left. She still needed money to live. If the apocalypse never came and she never transmigrated, she would still need to return to Haishi and continue working.
Now that everything was settled and she had reviewed the supplies inside her space, Lin Mei felt incredibly happy. She genuinely believed that no matter how terrible the future became, she could still live reasonably well.
On the evening before she planned to return early to Haishi, Lin Mei went to the night market. She packed up a huge pile of barbecue skewers and bought a bottle of beer, intending to celebrate the successful end of this hectic period.
Perhaps it was alcohol poisoning. Perhaps the barbecue had been unhygienic.
But after Lin Mei lay down to sleep that night, she never woke up in that world again.