Chapter 7: The God-Level Space Can Not Only Preserve Things, But Also Upgrade Infinitely?
As soon as her fingertips touched that layer of white mist, Lin Xingwan shuddered violently.
A warm, clear energy, like a micro-current, instantly surged from her fingertips through her entire body.
The exhaustion from days of frantic running around and the high-intensity use of her Mental Power was swept away.
She even felt that her vision had become much clearer.
Then, a "hum" resonated deep within her mind, and a piece of information appeared.
"Current Space Level: Level 1 (Primary Stasis Warehouse)."
"Upgrade Condition: Absorb sufficient high-energy substances such as jade or gold."
"Next Level Unlock: Living Creature Farm and Spirit Spring."
Lin Xingwan widened her eyes in surprise.
It can upgrade?!
In her previous life, she had always thought this was just a simple warehouse; after all, after that idiot Lin Chuchu snatched it away, she only used it to store dry rations.
She never expected this thing to be an evolvable God-level cheat!
What does a Living Creature Farm mean?
It means that in The Apocalypse where nothing grows, she can achieve an internal food cycle!
She will never have to worry about running out of supplies.
Lin Xingwan immediately exited the Space.
She checked the time on her phone—four in the afternoon.
Without another word, she hailed a taxi and headed straight for the city's largest antique and jade street.
This street was a mix of good and bad; there were few real antiques, but many "brick-grade" materials and synthetic jades.
But Lin Xingwan didn't care; as long as it came from a jade vein, it would do.
She walked into the largest raw stone wholesale shop on the street.
The shop owner was a pot-bellied, bald man who was sitting with his legs crossed, scrolling through short videos.
Seeing Lin Xingwan enter, he didn't even lift his eyelids.
"Beauty, feel free to look around, but don't touch if you aren't buying. If you break anything, you can't afford to pay for it."
Lin Xingwan ignored him and walked straight to the backyard where waste materials and cheap raw stones were piled up.
It was filled with dusty, grayish stones—all scraps that had been cut and found worthless.
"Boss, how much for these brick-grade materials?"
The bald boss waddled out slowly, spitting out some tea leaves.
"Those? They're all trash materials. If you want them, they're ten yuan per kilogram."
"Fine." Lin Xingwan nodded. "I'll take everything in this yard."
The bald boss slipped and almost landed on his butt.
"What? You'll take everything?!"
He stared with wide eyes at the yard full of at least a dozen tons of waste stones.
"Beauty, this is waste material! You won't find any jade in there!"
"I just like buying them to prop up table legs. Is that not allowed?"
Lin Xingwan couldn't be bothered to explain and simply scanned the code to pay.
"Help me find a few trucks to transport this to West Suburb No. 9 Logistics Park. I'll pay double the shipping fee."
The bald boss looked at the hundred thousand yuan that had just arrived on his phone, his mouth stretching almost to the back of his head.
"You got it! Boss, you rest up, I'll arrange it for you right away!"
Half an hour later, over a dozen trucks loaded with jade waste were unloaded in the spacious warehouse of the logistics park.
Once the trucks left, Lin Xingwan immediately locked the main gate.
She placed her hand on a piece of waste material the size of a millstone and focused her intent.
"Absorb!"
A miracle happened.
The surface of the dozen tons of jade waste suddenly shimmered with a faint light.
Then, these hard stones seemed as if their life force had been drained, instantly turning into a pile of white powder!
And Lin Xingwan clearly felt that the thick fog in the Space was churning violently.
She immediately flashed into the Space.
The white mist that had originally blocked the edge of the stasis area receded rapidly like an ebbing tide.
It retreated over an area the size of more than a dozen football fields!
A patch of fertile black soil, emitting the fresh scent of earth, appeared before her eyes.
In the center of the black soil, the originally dried-up spring was now bubbling with clear spring water.
It gathered into a small pool of about two square meters.
"Success!"
Lin Xingwan crouched by the spring, scooped up a handful of water, and took a sip.
The spring water was sweet and crisp; as it slid down her throat, a warm current instantly coursed through her entire body.
She felt her body become so light she could almost fly; the weakness left behind from having her blood drawn by that scumbag had completely vanished.
"This Spirit Spring water is absolutely a life-saving artifact for The Apocalypse."
Lin Xingwan stood up excitedly.
With the black soil, she could plant vegetables and raise pigs at any time.
However, before farming, she still had to verify if the stasis area's function was truly capable of absolute preservation.
She exited the Space and bought a bowl of freshly cooked, piping hot spicy hot pot from a small stall outside the logistics park.
Soup and all, steaming hot, she placed it directly into the Space's stasis area.
For comparison, she left another bowl outside.
Then, she continued to frantically place orders on her phone for various vegetable seeds and fruit tree saplings.
Several hours later, it was completely dark.
Lin Xingwan entered the Space and took out that bowl of spicy hot pot.
"Sss—so hot!"
The bowl was still scalding to the touch, the red oil was still bubbling on the surface of the soup, and it was steaming.
Meanwhile, the bowl left outside had long since gone cold, with a layer of white grease solidified on the surface.
Absolute preservation!
Even if she put a bowl of hot soup in, ten years later, it would still burn her mouth when she took it out!
Lin Xingwan clapped her hands in satisfaction.
She had stocked up enough staples and daily necessities; now, she needed massive amounts of protein and fat.
In the extreme cold of The Apocalypse at minus seventy degrees, a bite of fresh braised pork could drive people crazy, earn loyalty, or even buy a human life.
She walked out of the logistics park and got into her newly bought off-road vehicle.
With a press of the gas pedal, she headed straight for the largest comprehensive livestock slaughterhouse in the suburbs.
At ten o'clock at night, the slaughterhouse was at its busiest.
The pungent smell of blood mixed with the stench of offal could be smelled from far away.
Machines roared, and workers wearing waterproof aprons skillfully butchered the pigs, cows, and sheep hanging on the assembly line.
Lin Xingwan put on a mask and pushed open the door to the factory manager's office.
The manager was a fat man with a fleshy face, currently yelling into a walkie-talkie.
Seeing Lin Xingwan, he waved his hand impatiently.
"Go, go, go! We don't do retail here. Go to the vegetable market if you want to buy two catties of ribs!"
Lin Xingwan walked over, pulled up a chair, and sat down.
"I'm not buying two catties."
She pulled a black card from her bag and pressed it onto the desk.
"I'm buying your factory's entire production capacity for the next month."
The manager's insults stuck in his throat, and he looked at her as if she were crazy.
"Buy everything? Little girl, do you know how many pigs we slaughter in a single night? One thousand!"
"Are you planning to host a banquet for the whole town with that much meat?"
Lin Xingwan leaned back in the chair, her eyes calm.
"I want one hundred thousand sides of processed pork ribs, fifty thousand skinned whole cows, and one hundred thousand whole sheep."
"Don't throw away the offal; clean it all and quick-freeze it for me."
"Also, I want one hundred thousand each of fresh chickens, ducks, and geese."
Cold sweat instantly broke out on the manager's forehead.
Had he run into a military procurement officer?
"Beauty, this quantity... our cold storage can't hold it, and transportation is also a big problem."
"You don't need to store it."
Lin Xingwan tapped her fingers on the desk.
"You just handle the slaughtering and cutting. I'll send ten cold-chain trucks every day to haul it away."
"Payment in full, no delays."
The manager slapped his thigh hard, his fat jiggling.
"Deal! I'll have the workers work overtime right now!"
Lin Xingwan walked out of the office.
Looking at the rows of pig carcasses hanging on iron hooks outside, she seemed to see an endless supply of barbecue and hot pot in The Apocalypse.
But having this dead meat wasn't enough.
Since the Space had upgraded to include a Living Creature Farm, not raising some living things would be a complete waste.
She had just sat in the off-road vehicle when her phone suddenly rang.
It was a call from Old Zhou.
"Boss Lin, there's a lead on the matter you asked me to look into."
Old Zhou's voice sounded somewhat excited over the phone.
"The boss of that underground dog fighting ring in the Western Suburbs is planning to run away due to gambling debts, and he's in a hurry to sell off his 'ace' dogs at a low price."
"I heard those dogs are incredibly fierce; they can even bite a Tibetan Mastiff to death. Do you want to go take a look?"
Lin Xingwan's eyes lit up.
In The Apocalypse, without living creatures to act as sentries, a safe house is blind.
She was just worrying about where to get some fierce beasts to guard the house.
"Send me the address; I'm heading over now."
She hung up the phone, jerked the steering wheel, and the off-road vehicle roared into the night.