Now that Xie Lingruo knew her space could preserve food, she planned to start stocking up on prepared foods too.After all, her current space — once fully stocked — could support a thousand versions of her for a lifetime.
Although she could cook simple meals herself, she still craved street food, which she often dreamed about.So she planned to go to the night market once most of the essential supplies had been collected.
Just as she was daydreaming about this, her father called. Xie Lingruo quickly answered.
On the other end of the line, Papa Xie's voice sounded a bit down:
"Sweetheart, please don't be mad at Dad anymore. If you really insist on being with that Zhang Wenbin, then… I'll accept it."
It was clear from his tone that this was a middle-aged man who deeply adored his daughter.
Hearing his humble and soft voice, Xie Lingruo immediately replied:
"Don't worry, Dad. I've seen through his true colors now. I won't be with him again. I'll come home to visit you this weekend."
Papa Xie was greatly relieved to finally hear some sense from his daughter again —It felt like the sweet and obedient girl he once knew had returned.
He even gave the butler beside him a smug little eyebrow raise, clearly pleased.They chatted a little longer before hanging up.
Just as she put down one phone, another spare phone in her pocket started ringing.She picked it up quickly and answered.
A hurried voice came through:
"Miss Lin! When are you coming? We've delivered your goods — please open up! We've got other stops to make!"
Xie Lingruo had already been waiting at Warehouse No. 2 for this delivery of daily necessities.
She ran to open the warehouse and began checking the deliveries one by one.By the time she finished, she realized she had spent another 7 million yuan that day alone.
Money was evaporating fast. At her current rate, even the 100+ million yuan she had on hand might not last the month.
But Xie Lingruo wasn't too worried — she had more important things to do, like stockpiling drinking water.
In the original novel, clean water became scarce after the apocalypse.Only water ability users or unopened bottled water were safe to use.
And speak of the devil — just as she was thinking about this, the large water storage tanks she had ordered that morning arrived.The supplier was from a nearby province, so delivery was quick.
Perfect. No time wasted.
She immediately opened the tank lids, gave them a rinse, and began filling them using the warehouse's built-in water tap.
Yes — her plan was to fill tanks every night while they still had water.The apocalypse was only a few weeks away, so using extra water now wasn't a big deal — and she certainly wasn't paying the bill.
From that point on, every night before bed, Xie Lingruo would check her stored supplies.That growing sense of security and preparedness became addicting.
To prepare for her street food run, she went scouting that evening —Sampling one portion from each vendor of the foods that interested her.She wanted to try the flavors first so she'd know what to stockpile later.
On the local food street, people saw a beautiful woman ignoring all appearances, buying single portions from multiple vendors and eating by the roadside.
Xie Lingruo didn't care about the strange looks — once she was full, she took the leftovers, walked to a secluded spot, and stored them in her space.
As for the upcoming meals, she had a plan.She paid deposits in advance to local breakfast joints, fast food shops, and deli-style braised meat vendors, placing orders for 200-person portions over 20 consecutive days.
Her excuse?
"My company is working overtime lately. I'm in charge of ordering meals."
In the following days, she continued using her van to transport goods —Nighttime was for street food, and daytime was for ready-to-eat meals.