Chapter 110
Su Jing had just finished watering the cabbage seedlings in the spatial planting area using her ice-based supernatural abilities, her fingertips still glistening with fine water droplets, when the communicator on the control panel suddenly vibrated—
A private message with a red icon popped up on the screen. The sender was "Mark, representative of the US Shelter." The message was clearly urgent: "Boss Su, we urgently need 500 Qi Gathering Pills to improve the cultivation speed of ability users. Currently, many low-level ability users in the shelter are unable to break through and their combat power is not keeping up. Name your price, points or materials are fine, as long as we can get them."
Her fingertips traced across the screen, her eyes remaining unmoved—the Qi Gathering Pill was a crucial elixir for Qi Refining stage cultivators, and the fact that the US shelter urgently needed it most likely meant that their ability users had suffered heavy losses in the previous instance, and they wanted to replenish their fighting strength as soon as possible.
Su Jing checked the inventory in the space pill area. There were 1,517 Qi Gathering Pills left. She had kept 1,000 for herself, and the remaining 517 could be used to make up 500 pills. However, according to the rule of non-Chinese countries that they receive 10 times the resources, she had to make a request that was of sufficient value.
She replied into the communicator, her tone concise yet leaving no room for negotiation: "500 Qi Gathering Pills, which, according to the rules, require 10 times the amount of resources in exchange. The specific list includes: 5,000 kg of rice (produced in 2025, vacuum-packed), 2,500 kg of canned seafood (mainly salmon and cod, with a shelf life of no less than 2 years), 1,000 liters of gasoline (explosion-proof barrels, purity ≥95%), and 1 small yacht (undamaged, capable of starting normally, and requiring repair tools).
"Prepare everything within 3 days; if the supplies meet the standards, the transaction will proceed; not a single item can be missing."
Less than five minutes after the message was sent, Mark replied, clearly dissatisfied: "Boss Su, we understand the 10x supply requirement, but a yacht is too demanding! It's practically useless on water in the apocalypse, and it's hard to find one in good condition! Could you offer something else, like more beef and mutton or weapon parts?"
Su Jing stared at the screen, her fingers tapping lightly on the control panel—her desire for a yacht was not unfounded. During her previous exploration, she discovered a frozen river near the villa, which might thaw in the spring. The yacht could serve as a means of water transportation and could also be converted into a mobile supply depot, making it more practical than surplus beef and mutton.
She replied directly, "Either follow the list, or we won't trade. I'm the only one who has Qi Gathering Pills in stock; you don't have time to waste."
Mark remained silent for a full 20 minutes before sending a message: "We'll try our best to prepare." Su Jing put away her communicator and turned to walk towards the "trading and storage area" in the space—a space needed to be cleared here to store the supplies that would soon be received. She used her mind to move the previously stored iron ore to one side, freeing up about 50 cubic meters of space. She then checked the space's "compression storage function" to ensure that the yacht could be compressed and stored. The system prompted: [Current space volume is 500 cubic meters, 120 cubic meters remaining, supports large object compression storage (compression ratio 1:10)], which is enough to fit a small yacht.
For the next three days, Su Jing was busy—during the day, she added feed to the 300 chicks in the space, observed the growth of the young chickens, and found that several of them had already started to molt and were expected to lay eggs in another half month.
At night, he practices his lightning abilities, stabilizing the length of the lightning bolt at 1.5 meters, and can accurately penetrate a 5-centimeter-thick wooden board, improving his proficiency to 23/100.
During this time, Mark sent two messages. Once he said that the rice and canned seafood were ready, and the other time he said that he had found a small inflatable boat for the yacht. It was undamaged and came with simple repair tools. Su Jing asked him to send a video of the yacht. Only after confirming that the hull was free of rust and the engine could be started did she agree to the transaction.
On the evening of the third day, Mark initiated a "two-way space transfer" request. After Su Jing clicked to confirm, the system panel on the control panel began to display the transfer progress: [5000 kg of rice is transferring... 2500 kg of canned seafood is transferring... 1000 liters of gasoline is transferring... Small yacht is being compressed and transferred...]
She focused her mind and immersed herself in the space, watching the supplies appear little by little: vacuum-sealed rice bags were neatly stacked in the storage area, seafood cans were categorized by type, and gasoline drums were arranged next to the fuel area. Finally, a pale blue light flashed, and the compressed yacht, like a 1-meter-long metal model, landed in the corner of the storage area. The system notification read: [All supplies have been transferred. Supply status: Rice is not damp, seafood cans are not bulging, gasoline is not leaking, and the yacht is properly compressed and can be decompressed and used at any time.]
After confirming that the supplies were up to standard, Su Jing retrieved 500 Qi Gathering Pills from the spatial medicine area—the pale green pills were packaged in five celadon bottles, 100 pills in each bottle—and sent them to Mark via spatial transmission.
Less than a minute later, Mark's message arrived: "The pills have been received. They are of very high purity. Thank you." Su Jing didn't reply and simply closed the chat window.
Next came the most important task: checking the pill inventory. She walked to the pill area at the innermost part of the space and took out three celadon bottles containing different pills one by one: the first was Qi Gathering Pills. After pouring them out, she counted them and found that there were 1017 left (originally 1517 - 500).
The second item is healing pills. I traded 200 to the South City Shelter before, and I still have 1007 left.
The third item is the Body Strengthening Pill. I gave Old Zhou 200, so I have 1010 left. The three items together make a total of 3034 pills. The system message reads: "Current pill inventory can meet a single person's needs for 3 years, and can easily handle 2-3 dungeons or natural disasters."
"That's enough. We don't need to trade any more pills for now."
Su Jing put the celadon bottle back in its original place, thinking to herself—there might be new dungeons or natural disasters later on, and pills are important emergency supplies; she would only feel at ease if she kept enough for herself.
She accessed the backend of "Number One Store Under Heaven," set all elixir products to "unavailable," and added a note in the store announcement stating "Elixirs are temporarily out of stock, restoration time to be determined," thus completely suspending elixir trading.
After finishing these tasks, Su Jing exited the space and walked to the window to wipe away the thin frost on the glass—the snow was still falling outside the window, and she could vaguely hear the sound of the wind in the distance, which was even more urgent than before.
She picked up her communicator and opened the global channel. There were already sporadic messages mentioning "superpowered individuals looting supplies in the city." She had a vague premonition that the days to come might not be peaceful.
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