Five of each of the following essential household appliances are needed: refrigerator, washing machine, dryer, air conditioner, air cooler, heater, electric kettle, rice cooker, microwave oven, electric pressure cooker, water heater, induction cooker, and range hood.

Zuo Ling didn't buy anything with fancy features; she just wanted something with basic functionality, a brand name product would suffice.

Televisions were not within Zuo Ling's procurement scope.

In the post-apocalyptic world, television stations have disappeared, and the television that once brought people endless joy has become something no one cares about.

Humidifiers and ice makers are essential tools for combating extremely hot weather; 10 of each.

If she bought too few, and one of them broke down halfway through, she'd be unlucky.

Small home appliances to improve quality of life: 5 ovens, 5 multi-functional blenders, 5 noodle makers, 5 food processors, 5 air fryers, 5 egg beaters, and 5 meatball makers.

In the apocalypse, vegetable production is scarce, so bean sprout machines are essential. Buy 10 units.

I heard that vacuum and mop combos are prone to breaking down, so I'm buying 10 of them.

Five high-pressure water guns for car washing.

Ten dual-burner LPG stoves.

Since solar panels are not suitable for use during polar nights, Zuo Ling bought 10 gasoline and 10 diesel generators (quiet operation) and 10 high-power batteries.

Although I bought a lot, not many of them were valuable. The most expensive one was a high-power battery, which cost 150,000 yuan.

Total of 550,000, all acquired.

Zuo Ling had already purchased the items as quickly as possible, but she couldn't keep up with the sheer volume of purchases. After a round of shopping, she was exhausted and dizzy.

With the agreed-upon pickup time fast approaching, I sprinted to the small goods section at marathon speed.

I scanned the items and bought everything that seemed useful.

It comes with 50 dual-cable power banks and 20 electric hand warmers.

Five spray guns and two whetstones.

Woodworking tools, electrical tools, auto repair tools, and bricklayer tools—buy sets if you can; if not, buy them based on your intuition.

By the end, Zuo Ling herself didn't know what she had bought; she only knew that she had bought a huge pile.

Moreover, it's not cheap.

The bill came to 106,000 yuan.

Zuo Ling is terrible at crafts. Whether she knows how to use it or not doesn't matter. But if she doesn't know how to use it, it's a big problem!

Finally, feeling top-heavy, they left Rong Department Store.

A cool breeze woke me up, and I realized I had acted rashly.

Looking back at the door I just came out of...

Oh well, I've already bought it, so who knows, I might actually use it.

Thinking about it this way makes me feel much better.

With his chest out and head held high, exuding an air of extravagance, he found the rented truck by leaning to the side.

I walked around Rong Department Store for a short while before returning the car.

I wanted to be cautious and take another half-circle, but Kyoto's traffic was terrible.

Seeing that there was going to be a traffic jam ahead, I slammed the steering wheel on the wheel. To hell with it, I'm not pretending anymore.

Aside from eating and using the restroom, the car owner stayed in the parking lot almost without moving.

Seeing that his car hadn't moved, I was puzzled. Could it have come back while I was just going to the bathroom?

After handing over the car, I drove my Tank 500 to her favorite sausage rice bowl.

Zuo Ling packed 800 boxed meals and put them into her space.

Back at the store, the staff told the kitchen staff:

"Brother, you should buy a Tank 500 too. That truck can probably hold 800 boxed lunches and still have some left over."

The kitchen staff squinted and calculated for a long time: 800 boxed meals, volume...? Space occupied...?

I've been calculating for ages and still can't figure it out. Could it be that I gave too little?

Zuo Ling went home to clear out the house and hand it over.

The empty house, with no one waiting, instantly dampened Zuo Ling's spirits.

He bent down and changed his shoes.

Disappointment and grievances were buried deep in her heart, and her reddened eyes wouldn't obey her commands.

I can't help but recall a beautiful moment. Zheng Ming must be very happy now.

Pushing open the bedroom door, the rows of pillows stung Zuo Ling's eyes.

She slammed the door shut, as if that would shut out all the pain.

After holding the doorknob for a while, I opened the door again.

Bed, bedside table, wardrobe, miscellaneous items... were all crammed into the space, leaving only the TV on the wall, the air conditioner, and the dust on the floor.

In that instant, Zuo Ling wanted to throw away everything related to Zheng Ming.

In less than a second, he gave a self-deprecating laugh.

How stupid! If you don't need it, you can exchange it for supplies. Everything is scarce in the apocalypse.

The bed and cabinet can be chopped up for firewood, and the bedding can be exchanged for useful supplies.

He patted his chest and forced an awkward smile.

Ha, as expected of Zuo Ling, who transferred her ex-husband, she never forgets to fight for her own maximum benefit.

Not bad, here's a plate of spicy green pepper and pork intestine rice for you.

She chewed rice while tears streamed down her face.

Be sad for 5 seconds, finish your meal, and get back to work.