[Yue Jiao: 200,000 is enough for me to run my air conditioning for a lifetime! No way I’d buy it, not even if you beat me to death.]

**[Forget Worries: Everyone, go check out the 200th store! It’s called “Guaranteed Satisfaction.” The owner is probably the one selling Prahran. They just restocked 20 more, and you can see the transaction records.

This time, they don’t want silver coins—they’re asking for gasoline instead! Hurry and camp out, each Prahran costs 200 liters of gas!]**

[Stamina Expert: Who keeps snatching them up?! I even transformed to grab some gas, and I still couldn’t get one! Do they have superhuman speed or what?]

[Siberian Groundhog: I’m coughing up blood! I saw it disappear right before my eyes! I was just 0.00001 seconds too slow! From now on, I’m carrying gasoline with me at all times.]

[Never Forget: The shop owner’s name is “Borrow Another 50 Billion From Heaven.” Does anyone know who that is?]

[Watching Snow in the Wind: Holy crap!]

[Yue Jiao: I’m going downstairs right now to siphon gas from my car!]

[Take You for Hotpot: Didn’t you just say you’d never buy it, even if you were beaten to death?]

[Yue Jiao: I’m not dead yet, so I’m buying it.]

[Never Forget: I know about Prahran! Our current dungeon requires us to find medicinal herbs in the forest, and Prahran is a plant that grows on trees. I was curious and tore off a piece back then—I never thought it could actually lower temperature!]

[Foggy Forest: I was in that dungeon too! I saw that plant as well, but so what? I didn’t know what it did, and I couldn’t take it out of the instance anyway!]

[Hibolica: Painful loss—50 billion gone!]

[Never Forget: That shop owner must have a special ability. Otherwise, there’s no way they could bring the plant back!]

Never Forget lay at home, covered in heat rashes.

Reading the chat made her so jealous that her eyes turned red.

She knew about Prahran. It looked exactly like a plant she had seen growing all over the forests in her last game!

She had even held it in her hands before, but she hadn’t thought much of it and casually tossed it aside.

Who would have guessed that this thing could actually lower temperatures?

That stuff grew all over the entire forest!

Thinking about how she had brushed past such a massive fortune, Never Forget felt short of breath, panting in frustration.

If only she had known, she would have brought some back no matter what—then she would be the one striking it rich now, right?

But sadly, that was just a fantasy. The game didn’t allow players to bring items from other continents back to Planet M.

Ji He, however, was a walking cheat code—outside of the game’s jurisdiction.

At that moment, Ji He was cutting up several used feed bags into appropriate sizes, lining the bottom and sides of plastic crates with them.

Then, she started filling them with soil.

She didn’t even leave her yard—just used a shovel to dig up some dirt and put it into five plastic crates.

Next, she took out some organic fertilizer made from fermented livestock manure and added another layer of soil. She also dug up some plant ash from the stove in her kitchen.

Ji He wasn’t sure if this was the right method, but she had seen it in a video, so she just went ahead and mixed it all together.

After stirring it around, she figured it was good enough.

Then, she planted the cacti and aloe vera she had bought earlier.

When she had purchased them, she had specifically chosen edible varieties.

These two had been growing in her spatial dimension’s small hill for a while and had grown quite a bit. After planting them, she reconsidered and decided to put them back into her space, just in case they weren’t adapting well.

That way, if someone ever came to inspect her yard, she could take them out and show them.

For the remaining three crates, Ji He planned to grow sweet potatoes.

Sweet potatoes were incredibly useful—the vines were edible, and the tubers were a valuable food source.

She directly cut some healthy sweet potato seedlings from her growing space and planted them in the plastic crates.

Then, she moved the crates into her space.

That was that.

Of course, Ji He didn’t forget to water the five crates. Since they were in plastic containers, they wouldn’t grow as well as the plants in her spatial dimension.

She wasn’t expecting high yields or fast growth—she just wanted them to survive.

After finishing her work, Ji He checked the time. It was almost the daily power and water supply window.

She quickly went to the kitchen and turned on the faucet, ready to collect water the moment it started flowing—no wasting even a second.

Then, she washed some rice and put it in the rice cooker, so she could start cooking the instant the power came on.

Originally, Ji He had stocked up on dozens of pots of food. If it was just for herself, she wouldn’t have been in such a rush to cook.

But food could be traded for gasoline, and suddenly, her once-abundant supplies felt a little tight.

After all, she couldn’t just eat everything raw.

There was a minimum price set by the marketplace. If she wanted to sell her food, she couldn’t price it below the market rate—at best, she could match it.

At the same price, ability users would naturally prefer buying from the official store rather than her shop since the marketplace had quality guarantees.

If she wanted to make sales, she needed to offer things that weren’t available in the marketplace.

Like cooked food. Or bartering instead of using silver coins.

Of course, she still didn’t fully understand the marketplace system. Maybe after she figured it out, she’d find more items she could sell.

She planned to experiment with different options.

But before that, she wasn’t going to waste a single second of the two-hour daily gas supply.

Ji He still had plenty of sweet potatoes in her spatial dimension.

She washed them and put them in the steamer, planning to make a big batch to store.

Besides sweet potatoes, she also poured oil into the pan, preparing to fry some frozen foods.

Previously, she had only focused on stir-frying dishes and completely forgot about making fried snacks—a grave mistake.

This time, she planned to fry an entire bucketful of frozen spring rolls, pumpkin cakes, chicken strips, and skewered meat.

As she was pouring oil, the faucet behind her suddenly made a sound, and a small trickle of water started flowing.

Ji He paused, set the oil container down, and quickly walked to the sink.

The water flow was weak, just a thin stream.

She sighed. At this rate, even with two hours, she wouldn’t be able to collect much.

But weak flow or not, any water was better than none.

She cranked the faucet to full blast.

Then, she turned back to the stove, lit the fire, and got to work.

It wasn’t just Ji He—everyone else was also in full action mode.

Some were collecting water, some were cooking—everyone was busy.

Those who had to sleep in underground bunkers during the day had to prepare meals for their families in advance.

Thankfully, there were security patrols in the underground shelters, so people could sleep soundly.

By the time they woke up, it would be nighttime again—not too unbearable.

Ji He worked non-stop, standing in the kitchen for two full hours.

She fried two large buckets of snacks, steamed a huge batch of sweet potatoes, and made a big pot of braised eggs.

Braised eggs were delicious—made with eggs, sauce, and scallions. Paired with freshly steamed buns, they were irresistible.

Ideally, she would have added some chili peppers, but the vegetable patch wasn’t ready yet, and she had run out of chili at home. Ji He could only sigh and let it go.