Chapter 22 Stock up! Fill up the space!



Chapter 22 Stock up! Fill up the space!

Shen Linglan worked absent-mindedly throughout the afternoon. When Li Kuan asked her to work overtime, she turned a deaf ear, grabbed her bag and ran out.

At the same time, Zhao Yunduo also told her a good news, saying that food can be stored in the space, and the effect is 10,000 times better than that of a refrigerator. The food will be the same fresh when it is put in, and it will remain the same when it is taken out.

Shen Linglan went to the wholesale market with Chen Mengxue without stopping. They bought a large box of ice cream snacks, as well as various delicious snacks, including Zhao Yunduo's favorite spicy flavor, as well as dried fruits, melon seeds, nuts, biscuits, etc., and bought a box of them all.

There were also various daily necessities, including shampoo, shower gel, detergent, and hand soap, all of which she bought about twenty or thirty bottles. If there weren't so many things to buy and she was afraid that the space wouldn't be able to hold them all, Shen Linglan would have emptied the entire wholesale market and put them all in the space for Zhao Yunduo.

It is late summer now, and I bought more than a dozen watermelons, as well as peaches, mangosteens and other seasonal fruits, ten kilograms of each.

Then they went to the mall again. Shen Linglan bought dozens of skin care products that she had previously thought were too expensive, costing hundreds or even thousands of yuan. She estimated that it would take Zhao Yunduo several decades to use them all. Fall was coming soon, so she also bought Zhao Yunduo dozens of bottles of body lotion, as well as hand cream and so on.

Next came some fast food, including nearly a hundred servings of instant noodles, self-heating rice, compressed biscuits, bread, and other things that can fill the stomach, as well as dozens of servings of drinks such as water, juice, cola, Sprite, etc.

After buying things, Shen Linglan asked Chen Mengxue to go to the five-star hotel to order dozens of signature dishes, and then asked Chen Mengxue to put all the things they bought into the trunk of the car, and Chen Mengxue took a taxi to buy food.

Shen Linglan went to buy some daily necessities, such as towels, quilts, flashlights, tissues, wet wipes, etc. Shen Linglan adhered to the principle of "better to have more than enough", and bought some for Zhao Yunduo whatever she saw. After all, there was space and she didn't need to carry them, in case she suddenly needed them in the future and didn't have them.

Thinking of this, Shen Linglan even bought dozens of mosquito coils and lighters.

These things can be sent directly to Zhao Yunduo's space. Zhao Yunduo is also packing things. Every time he puts something into his space, he gets shocked.

There was suddenly a pile of cans next to where she had originally placed the quilt, and there was also a corner that she had tidied up to place a rechargeable fan, but Shen Linglan piled a bunch of daily necessities there.

As night fell, at nine o'clock in the evening, Shen Linglan gave Zhao Yunduo several life-threatening calls.

"Hey, hey, hey! Duobaoer, please make some space in the space. I asked several hotels to cook for me. There are probably hundreds of dishes... No, I can just buy a big shelf."

Before Zhao Yunduo could even say a word, Shen Linglan hung up the phone and went to buy three large shelves. Then in the blink of an eye, hundreds of dishes were neatly stacked on the shelves.

There are local delicacies, boiled meat, roasted eggplant, sweet and sour spareribs, braised fish and so on. Some of them are Zhao Yunduo's favorites, while others are signature dishes of major restaurants. In addition, there are dozens of kinds of soups, including duck soup, chicken soup and pigeon soup.

Shen Linglan was still mumbling whether she had leaked anything, and Zhao Yunduo quickly stopped her, "Enough, enough!"

"In this case, even if you stay with the mother and daughter, you don't need to wait for me to deliver food to you! It will be in danger of being discovered by others, which may affect your safety!"

Last time, Shen Linglan bought twenty sets of sportswear for Zhao Yunduo in one go, but now Zhao Yunduo refuses to let her buy more.

At this time, Zhao Yunduo also picked out a set of clothes to wear tomorrow and placed them beside the bed.

When she thought about the fact that she would have to start traveling tomorrow, leaving the hotel where she had stayed for more than a week to fight zombies face to face, she became so anxious that she couldn't sleep.

Shen Linglan went shopping until after eleven o'clock in the evening before returning. Chen Mengxue, who went out with her, clearly remembered that the two of them bought at least two trucks of things, but now, both of them had empty hands.

Although she had warned herself countless times not to ask questions that she shouldn't ask, Chen Mengxue couldn't suppress her curiosity at this moment. "Ms. Linglan, where are all the things we bought today?"

"Ah..." Shen Linglan made up an excuse and said, "I asked someone to load it up on a truck and transport it to the mountainous area to donate it to the poor children in the mountainous area."

Chen Mengxue was silent. At least hundreds of thousands of yuan had been spent today, and they donated it to the mountainous areas without blinking an eye. However, clothes and daily necessities were understandable, but what about the meals? How were they delivered to the mountainous areas?

She had too many questions in her mind, but she swallowed them all and didn't dare to ask any more questions.

At night, when Shen Linglan was about to fall asleep, she suddenly remembered something. The time she had agreed with Song Zhangling's brother, Song Zhangcheng, was approaching, and the gun he bought should be here.

The two exchanged contact information, and Shen Linglan sent him a message:

【Are you ready? 】

Song Zhangcheng replied her with a 1.

Shen Linglan sent another message: [Any more? I’ll double the money.]

Song Zhangcheng gave her a question mark, and after another minute, he replied, "Yes."

Of course, the more guns you have, the better.

When the two met the next day, Song Zhangcheng handed her a black cloth bag. Shen Linglan did not open it, but just touched it through the bag and confirmed that there was something hard inside. Shen Linglan guessed that it should be a gun.

Before coming, Shen Linglan transferred the money directly into an account, and then handed the card to Song Zhangcheng, "The password is six zeros."

Song Zhangcheng seemed surprised at Shen Linglan's approach. It was neither cash nor a bank transfer, so it would not attract attention.

He looked at Shen Linglan twice more, then stuffed the card into his back pocket. "If you get caught, you can turn me in, but don't mention my brother at all."

Shen Linglan replied bluntly: "Even if you are arrested, I will not be arrested, don't worry."

Song Zhangcheng raised his eyebrows and didn't take Shen Linglan's provocative words seriously. He drank the coffee on the table in one gulp and left.

Shen Linglan was telling the truth. She unzipped the bag with one hand and reached in with the other to touch the cold instruments. In an instant, the dozen or so guns disappeared into the black cloth bag.

Even if a god came, he would not be able to find the gun from Shen Linglan.

Shen Linglan finished her milk tea in the store and ordered a cup for Zhao Yunduo. Zhao Yunduo was drinking pearl milk tea while studying how to use the gun.

Things like recoil, silencer, and bullets, she had only heard of them before but had never used them.

After studying for a long time, Shen Linglan downloaded a set of instructions for her and asked her to follow the training.

Zhao Yunduo loaded the gun and fired a shot out of the window. With a bang, the sound was so loud that it attracted the attention of the zombies wandering nearby, as well as the attention of the little girl and her daughter who were getting ready to leave downstairs.

Zhao Yunduo put away his gun, smiled, and said to them, "Let's go!"


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