With the money in hand, Su You naturally didn’t care what kind of nonsense those two were up to.

After paying off the loan and various taxes, out of the 800,000, she had 400,000 left. Adding her 200,000 savings, her account now totaled 10.6 million.

With this amount of money, she felt secure, all her gloom swept away, and her desire to stockpile grew stronger.

The immediate priority was to fill her stomach.

She went to a big shopping mall and picked a restaurant where she ordered a whole Sichuan spicy hotpot feast.

For meats: beef rolls, lamb rolls, black-boned chicken rolls, shrimp paste…
For vegetables: enoki mushrooms, kelp sprouts, baby cabbage, wood ear fungus…

The fiery red, richly flavored broth bubbled away, numbing fragrance filling the air, instantly making her mouth water.

Su You’s eyes welled up with tears. She mixed up a dipping sauce and started eating ravenously.

In the apocalypse, where could one ever eat something this delicious? Only the top-ranking members in the bases could enjoy such food.

Although she had powers and sometimes cooked small meals for herself, a feast like this—unlimited in quantity—was something she hadn’t tasted in three whole years.

Later, Su You even asked the waiter to bring her another full round of dishes. She ate until she couldn’t take another bite, so stuffed that the waiter came over to ask if she needed help. Only then, satisfied, she patted her round belly and said she didn’t.

This hotpot chain was famous nationwide, renowned for its top-tier taste and excellent service.

Su You thought it was truly a pity that a place like this would disappear in the apocalypse.

Smiling, she told the waiter, “Please pack ten hotpot takeout orders for me. I’ll send someone to pick them up later.”

The waitress found it a little odd, but politely agreed.

After all, such customers weren’t rare—some food streamers were known for massive meals and often ordered tons of food to take away. It wasn’t anything unusual.

After paying, Su You thought for a moment. She couldn’t go back home.

It wasn’t convenient to stay in her base space either, not while shopping. So she simply booked a luxury suite at a five-star hotel. That way she could change addresses anytime to avoid suspicion and also prevent exposing her identity as a hoarder. A win-win solution.

Next was a warehouse. In doomsday hoarding stories, having transfer points to store huge amounts of goods was essential. She needed enough space to safely move items.

This required a gradual approach—and trustworthy people to handle it.

That reminded Su You of a colleague from her previous life: Sister Min.

Her husband had been a warehouse manager in the suburbs of Shenzhen. Familiar with e-commerce storage systems, he had stockpiled plenty of goods and lived comfortably in the early apocalypse. Su You had even borrowed supplies from her once, and Sister Min had generously given them.

She had also quietly warned Su You that her family harbored ill intentions, advising her to be careful.

But Su You hadn’t taken it seriously.

Later, because of “treasure inviting trouble,” Sister Min’s husband was hacked to death, and she disappeared.

That kindness, Su You had always remembered. She regretted never being able to repay it—she had died first herself.

After thinking it through, Su You decided to call Sister Min directly.

Of course, saying she had been reborn wouldn’t convince anyone. She’d need another way to drop a few hints and help her prepare.

The call soon connected.

“Hello, Sister Min, it’s me. I want to rent a warehouse to do some overseas cosmetics purchasing.”

“Yes, nothing too big. As for the lease, let’s just start with a month to test the waters. If it doesn’t work out, I’ll stop.”

“Alright, thanks, Sister Min. Sorry to trouble you.”

She was in a hurry, but luckily Sister Min’s husband happened to have one available. After asking a few questions, he said they could sign the contract today.

Su You immediately gave her the address of the mall she was at.

While waiting, she began planning what to hoard.

Food and clothing were absolute essentials.

She could stockpile instant food, noodles, snacks. With her space preserving freshness, she could also hoard takeout, ready to pull it out whenever she wanted.

Fresh ingredients too—vegetables, meat, fish, crabs, pastries, buns—all could be stored inside and later cooked.

Since her base space had no electricity or gas, she’d need coal, coal stoves, cassette stoves, even a diesel generator if possible.

That brought up diesel. With regulations forbidding free trade, she’d have to source it abroad…

In the opening rains of the apocalypse, cars would be useless, but motorboats could travel over water. To prepare for danger, she could even get herself a motorboat.

As for clothes, winter gear was a must: down jackets, thermal underwear sets, snow boots, heat packs… These could all be bought in the mall later.

The more she thought, the more she listed, quickly pulling out her phone’s notes app to jot everything down.

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Before long, Sister Min arrived at the café with the contract.

Dressed in a black business suit and thin gold-rimmed glasses, she looked stern.

Su You waved, “Sister Min, over here.”

At the sight of her, the stern look faded into a smile.

“Xiao Su, what made you think of doing overseas purchasing?” She sat down and poured herself some warm water.

Su You sighed. “You know, our company hasn’t been doing well these years. There’s talk of layoffs. Since I’ve been there the shortest, chances are I’ll be first to go. I need a backup plan.”

“Just so happens I have a friend studying abroad. I thought of trying cosmetics purchasing with her. If that doesn’t work, maybe explore foreign markets, live-stream some trade. The overseas market is huge, and even small niches can make a living.”

She laid out her plan. Sister Min listened, nodded, and sighed. “You’re right, management is planning layoffs. Being prepared isn’t a bad thing. But Xiao Su, business isn’t easy—it carries big risks. Be careful.”

“I understand. Thank you, Sister Min.”

Then she pulled two contracts from her bag. “I found a warehouse for you. It’s thirty square meters, 600 yuan a month. The location’s a bit remote, but for you right now, it’s the best value.”

Su You had already seen the photos she sent earlier. Finding nothing wrong with the contract, she signed decisively.

“If you found it, I can rest assured.”

Sister Min smiled, handing her the keys. “I brought the keys too. I’ll text you the location and contacts.”

Su You took the keys. “Thank you, Sister Min.”

As if remembering something, she added, “Oh, my overseas friend is in a meteorology lab. She told me the climate’s been unstable these years. Said it might rain for a long time this year. She warned me to raise the shelves in the warehouse, just in case.”

“That’s why I thought I’d rent a warehouse—to keep stock safe, avoid losses.”

Sister Min thought for a moment. “If it’s heavy rain, low-lying areas aren’t great. That warehouse is on a slope. Hauling up and down is troublesome, but it suits your needs.”

Su You nodded. That was exactly why she’d chosen it.

“It’s just being prepared. The more, the better. Saves trouble later. I even plan to buy some flood prevention supplies, stock up food and water. Just in case.”

Sister Min seemed to take her words to heart. But her family already had the habit of hoarding, so resources wouldn’t be too scarce for them.

Everyone knew the saying “treasure invites trouble.” Few took real precautions. After all, not everyone had a portable space to hide things in. If discovered, they’d just become fat sheep to be slaughtered.