Jiang Ning pried open the supply warehouse of the maintenance department and finally found diesel in one of the rooms.

160 liters per barrel, with a total of 30 barrels—that’s 4,800 liters, or roughly 4 tons.

Given the international expo and the once-in-a-century typhoon, it was impossible they’d only stockpiled this little diesel in preparation for a power outage.

So she pried open every place she could. Sure enough, she found two more rooms filled with diesel. In total, she collected 12 tons.

Both the inflatable boat and the RV could use diesel, enough to last her a long while. Overjoyed, she stashed everything into her space.

In fact, she already had several solar-powered battery storage units in the space. But come on—who makes adult choices like picking just one? Take them all!

She picked up her tools and carefully disassembled the generator as completely as possible. Along with all the tools and parts from the maintenance department, she packed them up and took them too.

From the 7th floor down, the place was full of modern furniture of various styles, and Jiang Ning kept collecting as she went.

She actually preferred modern furniture—designers had clearly kept in mind the woes of small-apartment living, with many items being foldable or space-saving.

With an additional 1,200 cubic meters of space to work with, Jiang Ning grabbed whatever she came across, showing peak levels of indulgence.

Beds, latex mattresses, sofas, wardrobes, TV cabinets, nightstands, tables, chairs, stools, rocking chairs…

Whenever she got tired, she sat down to rest and checked the space.

Later, she noticed that the wooden furniture she’d collected had only partially disappeared—proving once again that many sellers were frauds, selling cheap goods under fancy labels. Luckily, her space functioned like a treasure-identifying machine.

She climbed the spiral staircase and found an added living room. Otherwise, nothing else had changed.

By the time she reached the 5th floor, she focused on collecting durable, practical items. Things she could use herself were fine, but anything meant for trade had to be sturdy—no need for flashy junk in the apocalypse. Flashy items only raised suspicion during bartering.

She had spent quite a bit of time at the expo center. When she checked her phone, it was already 3 PM.

She rode off on her inflatable boat and, on the way back, noticed two under-construction apartment buildings.

Thinking of the devastating collapses caused by the Great Quake, and the widespread rubble and ruin, she hesitated for a moment before steering the boat over.

The apartment buildings were already constructed and undergoing interior renovation, with many materials already moved up to the floors.

Jiang Ning pulled back waterproof tarps and found sand, cement, lime powder, glass doors and windows, tiles, waterproof paint, and more.

Each floor had different materials depending on the renovation stage.

Sand was easy to find elsewhere and not worth taking up space.

But the other materials would be hard to reproduce later—even if the government eventually rebuilt, not everything could be mass-produced.

She climbed the building, collecting materials into her space as she went, stacking them all in the black-soil garden area.

She found that ever since the second floor appeared in her space, the garden’s ceiling had also risen, matching the second floor in height.

This meant the usable volume of the garden expanded from 900 to 1,800 cubic meters.

Fortunately, building materials didn’t take up too much room, so she took everything she found.

Since the garden didn’t have a preservation function, she didn’t forget to collect the waterproof blackout fabric too, using it to cover the cement, lime, and paint.

After she was done, she suddenly remembered the safes stored in her space.

She took them all out—time to pry them open!

The alarm was deafening, so she plugged her ears with earplugs as she pried them open one by one.

The four safes from the jade shop were completely empty!

Looks like the space had absorbed everything already.

Then she moved on to the personal vaults from the “CEO’s Private Collection Museum.” From one of them, a gun dropped out.

Uh… is that even legal to collect?

As expected, CEOs always find ways to break the law.

Besides the pistol, there were also two boxes of bullets—200 rounds total.

Even in the apocalypse, it was almost impossible for an ordinary person to get their hands on something like this.

This was an unexpected windfall. Jiang Ning had never handled a real gun before, but her school had a shooting club that used rubber bullets, and she was a decent shot.

With this in hand, she could finally sleep more soundly. Once again, she gave silent thanks to the CEO’s generous donation.

Now only one safe remained—the one she found in the CEO’s office.

Surely this one wouldn’t contain contraband?

As she pried it open, it was full… of paper.

No, more precisely—money.

A stack of 10,000 yuan, and 100 stacks in total.

One million yuan, all crisp, brand-new bills.

Jiang Ning hadn’t expected this. If she’d gotten this money before the disaster… well, she’d probably be sewing away on an industrial machine right now.

Although cash hadn’t officially been rendered useless, its value had already plummeted. Still, better than nothing.

She stuffed the money into her backpack and tossed the empty safes into the floodwaters.

The 18th floor was her group’s base, and going out alone wasn’t easy. Jiang Ning took out her phone to check the offline map, trying to see if there were any other worthwhile destinations nearby.

There was a Commercial Technology Museum—but it was in neighboring Yuecheng.

Yuecheng was the provincial capital, but the tech museum was built in the suburbs, only 20 kilometers from Le Town.

She didn’t have any urgent material needs right now. Things like ships or planes were out of reach anyway. At this point, it was more about exploring—maybe she’d come across something useful.

She planned her route and headed for the Yuecheng Commercial Technology Museum.

The world was one big ocean now, and unfamiliar roads meant the trip took nearly an hour. Only two floors of the tech museum remained above water.

Yuecheng had a large population, and the tech museum had clearly been looted many times already. The place was a mess, and anything even remotely useful had long been taken.

She was just about to leave when her flashlight swept over something orange.

A round ball the size of a ping pong ball—except about three meters in diameter. Its color was shockingly bright.

Was this… an escape pod?

Jiang Ning vaguely recalled seeing a video about escape pods designed for earthquakes and tsunamis.

She picked up a brochure on the ground—yep, her guess was right.

It was constructed from aerospace-grade triple-layered metal casing, resistant to piercing impacts, high temperatures, and pressure. Virtually indestructible.

The interior was just as sturdy, with high-energy welding, safety belts, and shock-absorbing seats designed for survival and comfort.

This upgraded version came with GPS, oxygen supply, lights, drinking water, and food.

Water and food capacity depended on the size. The single-person version supported 5 days of survival, while 5–10-person models lasted half a month.

The single-person pod was only 0.8 meters in diameter. This one, at 3 meters, had to be the largest model.

Jiang Ning opened the hatch—sure enough, six shock-absorbing seats inside.

The space was roomy enough to stretch out. It even had a mini waste processor, water tanks in the base, and sealed compartments for emergency supplies and a first-aid kit.

In a tsunami or earthquake, one could crawl in, wait out the disaster, and activate the distress signal afterward for rescue.

Judging by the placement, there had probably been smaller pods here too, but they were already taken.

This one was too big and heavy—even a group of people couldn’t lift it.

Jiang Ning tried pushing it—no luck. So she decisively stored it in her space. Maybe it would come in handy during a future earthquake.

Today’s trip had definitely yielded treasure.

It was getting late, so she made a swift retreat.

Back at Jinrong Community, the sky had darkened and looked ominous.

Just as she was about to enter the complex, she heard loud shouting not far away—mixed with frantic barking…