She even thought it was unlucky to put the girl's body into the space, but she was the one who killed the person, so she had to bury her anyway.

There is also a set of golf clubs next to her desk, just like the one her Dominant Boss No. 1 had, but they look a little worse than the one her Dominant Boss No. 1 had, so she put it away and used it for now. After all, she hasn't found paint to paint her little pink.

I'm not in the mood for that girl anymore, and I don't care whether it's good or bad. I'll just put it all into my space. I'll talk about it later.

After cleaning up, He Xiaobei was also tired, so he slipped into the space, took a hot bath in the spiritual spring, and then came out nicely to show off a plate of squid fried rice.

Then he took out his mahogany bed, took out Lightning, crawled into the quilt, and slept comfortably.

He Xiaobei slept from nine in the evening to nine in the morning, another twelve hours. She sat on the bed and stretched for a long time before getting up, taking her precious bed and the useless lightning into the space.

After washing up, she ate while using a telescope to observe the surrounding situation.

There is a large square on the south side of the shopping center, and on the south side of the square is a row of office buildings. He Xiaobei's target is not the office building, but the large outdoor supermarket downstairs.

Today is June 2nd, the last day of the typhoon. The water has become much smaller and is about to reach the second floor. She may have to drive a speedboat across, but she cannot go through the square park because there are too many buildings and trees. She has to go around it via the road, but she can't go far.

She took out her phone to check the map, only to find that it was full of messages from Qin Yuan. He kept asking her how she was, why she didn't reply to her messages, and saying that he was very worried.

To be honest, in He Xiaobei's two lives, this was the first time he saw that he had 99+ unread messages. It felt very strange.

Without looking closely, he simply reported to Qin Yuan that he was safe: "I'm fine. There was a power outage, and I turned off my phone because it was running low. Don't worry about me. I'm staying at the old house. It's too dangerous outside now."

As soon as the message was sent, Qin Yuan replied:

"I'm glad you're okay. I'm glad you're okay. There's food in the refrigerator at home, which should be enough for you to eat for a while. Don't go out. Wait for me at home."

He Xiaobei frowned and looked at the message sent by Qin Yuan. His inner thoughts began to race again:

"Hmm? He seems a bit like a domineering CEO, if you look beyond his looks."

I looked at the class group again and found that in this life, Chen Qian did not invite everyone to his house for a party. It seemed that the little butterfly of the reborn person flapped her wings.

He threw the phone back into the space and went downstairs. After looking around and seeing no one was there, he took out the charge rifle he had prepared in advance from the space and headed south.

At this time, everyone has not realized that the end of the world has come, so order has not collapsed, and there will be no murders or robberies. So she wants to take advantage of this time to explore all the places she has visited before.

She will definitely not go out in ten days or half a month. The city center is low-lying. As time goes by, He Xiaobei estimates that the water level will reach the 8th floor.

So she had to race against time and hurry back to Shengfeng International to occupy a house while the water level was still low. If she returned too late and the house was occupied by someone else, she would suffer a great loss.

It turned out that He Xiaobei also thought about telling the country father about the end of the world, but she did not have the ability to do so without being discovered.

And with Shao Wenwen, there was no need for her to inform others, as Shao Wenwen would definitely tell others. She believed that Shao's would sell this information for a good price.

It took about ten minutes to reach the outdoor goods supermarket. Looking inside through the glass, she saw that the first floor was almost flooded. Fortunately, most of the items she needed were not afraid of being soaked by water.

I took out the window breaker I picked up on the bus and swung it for a long time before I finally broke a corner of the window. I didn't dare to be too reckless during the day because the assault boat was too big to pull in, so I had to use a rope to secure it.

She was completely immersed in the water, feeling so cold that she almost didn't want to dive in. She stood on a shelf and looked at the things below. Many of them had already floated on the water.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in her mind: Why should I go down? Why do I have to touch it with my hands? Can't I use my feet?

So she grabbed a buoyancy board that was floating over, lay down on it, kicked the shelf next to her with her foot, and succeeded.

Then He Xiaobei started to flutter on the board, paddling forward with his hands and feet, and reaching for space together, which greatly improved his efficiency.

Tents, barbecue grills, mountain bikes are put away; assault boats, kayaks, air pumps are put away; picnic tables and chairs, and scooters are put away.

He Xiaobei kicked his limbs around and looked very aggressive. He finished cleaning up the first floor in just over an hour.

I went upstairs and quickly took out a hot water bottle and held it, and then took out a cup of ginger and brown sugar water to drink to prevent myself from catching a cold.

She had discovered during her previous reconnaissance that their monitoring room was underground, and now it had been flooded, so she became even more unscrupulous.

One hand holding the cup, the other collecting the things. Forty minutes to go.

The first floor of the third floor is filled with various outdoor clothing brands, and He Xiaobei did not miss any of them. There is an old Chinese saying, "Since you are already here, you are here."

Anyway, she put everything she thought was useful or might be useful in the future into the space, leaving nothing behind.

Why should I leave it for someone else? Between saving it for myself in case I need it later and saving it for someone else in case I need it later, I would definitely choose the former. It’s not like I can’t get it.

After finishing everything, I looked at the time. It was just noon and it was still early, so I didn't plan to take a break. I went straight back to the second-floor window, climbed out, and climbed onto the assault boat.

Departure to International Convention and Exhibition Center.

The speedboat started, He Xiaobei shivered, and his whole body was wet. It was really exciting to be caught in the rain.

He quickly found a deserted place and entered the space with both himself and the boat.

I didn't have time to shower, so I just dried myself off and changed into clean clothes. I put on a one-piece raincoat, and then a windbreaker-style raincoat on top before leaving the space.

It took two hours to drive 18 kilometers, and the wind was still a bit strong. Fortunately, I was well protected and did not get wet.

The terrain of the convention and exhibition center is relatively high, and the water at this time has only reached half of the first floor.

Seeing this, He Xiaobei's heart finally settled down. Her little deer, her little pony, her leopard, her sister was here.

I've checked the area before. The monitoring room is on the first floor. I guess it's mostly flooded. There's also a power outage and the power won't be back until tomorrow. I don't know if the cameras are still working.

He Xiaobei continued to break the window as usual and went straight to the monitoring room. Sure enough, the monitoring room was pitch black.

Safety first, let’s dismantle the machine and throw it into space.

Then she turned and entered the auto show, every cell in her body jumping with excitement. If her feet could still touch the ground at this time, she would have spun around again.

Now she can only whistle and hum a little tune to release her emotions, my Unimog modified bulletproof RV, my Scania, my Explorer M, my Challenger F. All of them are mine.