It's a cat.

Underestimating this woman: she can still afford to keep a cat even when resources are extremely scarce, which shows how abundant her resources are. No wonder she is a billionaire.

Jiang Zhi untied her scarf and covered Wanfu.

Li Erwei's scheme was so well-known that even the aliens on Mars heard it.

"Oh, looks like you're doing well. Take good care of yourself." Jiang Zhi nodded and headed towards her destination. The snow on the streets had been cleared away, and she walked at a good pace. Li Erwei followed for a while, but then couldn't keep up.

No matter how much she called, Jiang Zhi wouldn't turn around.

"Heh, Jiang Zhi, we'll meet again." Li Erwei lowered his head and smiled.

The base has set up a special center for people with superpowers. This was started by Jiang Zhi while she was staying at home. In fact, a special plan had already been formed when the authorities discovered people with superpowers.

With more and more people with superpowers appearing in the base, there is a natural need for a center for people with superpowers. This would facilitate management, allow for mutual exchange, and generate various experiences, which would be beneficial for improving superpowers.

Recently, it has been discovered that colored crystals may appear in the brains of mutated animals, and these crystals contain the power to enhance the cultivation of superhumans.

Jiang Zhi has two crystals, which she plans to exchange for points.

Anyway, this thing is completely useless to her.

Jiang Zhi walked into a white building, and as soon as she entered, well-trained staff members greeted her.

"Hello, are you registering as a person with superpowers?"

"No, I'm here to sell things. I saw a notice posted in the mission hall that says crystals dropped by mutated animals can be exchanged for points, right?" Jiang Zhi said.

"Yes, do you want to redeem points? Please follow me."

Jiang Zhi followed the receptionist into the inner room, which contained several rooms: a crystal exchange room, a supernatural ability training center, and a supernatural ability information exchange room. Jiang Zhi entered the crystal exchange room, which had two windows: one for selling and one for buying.

"Hello, I have two red crystals here, one from a mutated black dog and the other from a mutated raccoon." Jiang Zhi pushed the crystals into the fence window. Each crystal was about the size of a fingernail, red, and very clear.

"Okay." A man in a cotton-padded coat inside took out a small instrument, scanned the two crystals on it, and displayed two numbers, 7 and 8, which represent the purity of the crystals.

The largest number is 11.

The two crystals that Jiang Zhi gave were of medium to high purity.

"According to the base's regulations on the crystal purity and quantity exchange formula, your two crystals can be exchanged for a total of 2134 points. Do you agree to the exchange?"

“Agreed.” Jiang Zhi took out her points card, and the staff swiped 2134 points on it. Now, Jiang Zhi’s points card has a total of 3313 points.

Exchanging crystals for points is much more worthwhile than doing any tasks.

Jiang Zhi seemed to have seen a shortcut to wealth.

However, having a few thousand points in your account is enough; there's no need to hoard them, as it only wastes resources. Bartering at the stalls is cheaper.

The moment Jiang Zhi turned to leave, the man behind the iron fence gave her a quick glance.

I've been working here for so long, and this is the first time I've ever seen someone selling crystals. Is she a superhuman?

I glanced at the points card information on the machine, which hadn't been refreshed yet. The information only included the name, ID number, and number of points.

Jiang Zhi, that's a nice-sounding name.

The rented house was about one kilometer away from the base's office center. Jiang Zhi walked there and naturally walked back.

There are many shops on both sides of the street, some of which are open and doing business, but most are closed.

These shops are all intended to divert customers from the base supermarket and are all owned by the base's official authorities.

The green belts on both sides of the street were frozen solid. A group of people were clearing away the dead weeds. In the freezing cold, people without supplies set up sheds in various corners of the base.

At this point, the concept of urban appearance had vanished, and the base's upper echelons turned a blind eye. Many emaciated people, their hair resembling withered grass, squatted on the street, their eyes filled with a terrifying deathly aura, utterly numb.

This is just the beginning; everyone will face even greater disasters in the future.

For a person, nothing could be more devastating than this.

"Please give me something to eat, please have mercy, give me a meal, even just a small piece of biscuit would be fine."

"Please have mercy."

A beggar was pleading with passersby with a tattered bowl in his hand. Jiang Zhi turned her face away; she really didn't want to see such a desolate scene.

The man next to the beggar clenched his fist and held it in front of him: "Get away from me, you filthy beggar."

"Do you really think I'm a rich guy? I'm still starving."

After saying that, the man shook his hand, turned around, and walked away quickly.

The beggar's brown skin was exposed to the air and covered in frostbite.

His eyes were filled with a longing for life.

There are many more people like this.

However, there were also those who were determined to die.

Jiang Zhi quickened her pace; the sky had darkened again, and it would snow soon.

As she approached the entrance to her apartment building, she noticed a new car parked next to her own, also covered by a cover. She couldn't tell what kind of car it was.

Jiang Zhi went up to the third floor in one breath, and before she could even take a few more breaths, a door on the third floor opened.

A head peeked out from inside.

"Jiang Zhi~"

There was a hint of laughter in the voice.

Jiang Zhi looked closely and realized that the person was Li Erwei, whom she had called her high school classmate on the street.

"What a coincidence! You live in this building too? Which floor do you live on?"

Does Jiang Zhi have to answer Li Erwei's question?

"I'm sorry, I have something urgent to attend to." Jiang Zhi quickly ran upstairs, but Li Erwei didn't follow.

Hmph, we all know your headquarters now. You think you can run away from the temple?

When Jiang Zhi reached the sixth floor, she noticed that the door on one side of the sixth floor was ajar.

It seems someone has moved in on the sixth floor as well.

She was the only resident on the seventh floor. The other side was designed in a way that was a wall, with no opposite doors.

Could it be that the sixth floor is a duplex?

If you look closely at the wall opposite, you can vaguely see that there used to be a door there, but it must have been blocked off later.

There's no use worrying about it. Jiang Zhi opened the door and went inside. The first thing she did was light the stove.

She placed Wanfu, who was sleeping soundly in her arms, on the sofa, then checked the oxygen level in the room, which was still 16%, before lighting the stove.

The coal is first lit on the gas stove and then moved into the furnace.

Jiang Zhi rubbed her hands together, and the breath she exhaled instantly condensed into water vapor, which then dissipated into the air.

It was so cold. Although she wasn't afraid of the cold, she was still a mortal and needed to take precautions to avoid frostbite. Catching a cold would be even worse.

After lighting the stove, Jiang Zhi realized that she had gone out for a walk and the bottled water in her backpack had frozen.

Goodness, I'll throw the mineral water into my spatial storage and take it out to drink next time it gets extremely hot.

The air temperature inside the room rises as the temperature of the stove increases.

Jiang Zhi placed two stoves in the living room and lit them simultaneously. Half an hour later, the temperature in the living room rose from below zero to above zero.

It's impossible to get it to ten or twenty degrees; she can only get it to around eight degrees at most.