She's alright!
As soon as I entered the house, the walkie-talkie beeped, and I answered it.
"Miss, I forgot to tell you, the city has announced a limited power supply period. Our community's power supply is from 10 PM to 2 AM. Drinking water can be collected at the south gate; each person can collect 5 liters of water per day."
The water pipes have frozen and burst, and the water supply has been cut off for several days. Many households are collecting snow to replenish their water supply.
The Doomsday Fortress house type has a snow water filter, which is a natural advantage. No one will suspect anything if you don't go to collect water for several days.
Zuo Ling was speechless. Professor Jin hadn't forgotten; he was just using an excuse to call her, and she should thank him!
"Thank you, I understand."
"You're welcome, you're welcome. Take a break. Remember to set an alarm, and get anything that needs electricity ready."
Zuo Ling: "..."
It feels like an old father giving instructions to his daughter.
After hanging up the phone, I sorted out the gains of the past few days.
The last half of the supplies brought out by the doomsday theorists were set aside separately and returned to Professor Jin after a while.
Zuo Ling didn't touch anything in the study.
Professor Jin intended to keep them safe for the doomsday prophet, so he took them with him long ago.
The security guards in the villa area are very good at scavenging, stuffing clothes, food, toilet paper, charcoal, gasoline and diesel, solar panels, generators, inverters, skincare products, luxury goods, medicines... filling several large rooms.
As expected of an affluent area, rice, flour, and grains, especially those in premium packaging weighing one or two kilograms, make up more than half of the stock.
There are thousands of boxes of compressed biscuits. Judging from the packaging, they are much better than the ones Zuo Ling bought herself.
Dozens of boxes of olive oil, more than 3,000 boxes of charcoal, and more than 10 tons of gasoline and diesel.
Several hundred cases of famous Chinese liquors such as Moutai, Wuliangye, Luzhou Laojiao, and Xifeng, and thousands of bottles of Romantic Country fine wines.
The most eye-opening thing was that they found seven or eight boxes of imported small umbrellas, in various models and sizes, numbering in the tens of thousands, with foreign hunks on the packaging exuding testosterone.
The jewelry was piled up like a small mountain, there was more than 17 million yuan in cash, and a lot of gold bars.
If the security guards hadn't been so greedy, they could have lived a life of luxury with these supplies for quite some time. But human greed knows no bounds, and they lost their lives in the process.
The two safes that came with the villa each contained gold bars, jewelry, property deeds, securities, share certificates, and other documents.
The supplies were categorized and sorted.
The massage chair is placed in the large living room, the treadmill and ping-pong table in the small hall, and the shooting target in the long corridor.
I installed the ball-serving machine, played some table tennis, and worked up a sweat.
Take a shower, then organize the doomsday theorists' supplies.
The doomsday theorists did a great job of categorizing the supplies; they organized them very quickly.
She was only interested in two things: escape pods and firearms.
The escape capsule looks the same as in the online pictures, with an orange-red shell. Inside, there are four seats that can be reclined, as well as a toilet and storage compartment.
Zuo Ling was surprised to find that the life capsule had a drive mechanism and could move in the water; she had always thought that life capsules did not have a drive mechanism.
What a pleasant surprise!
Another surprise was the availability of firearms.
50 pistols, 30 submachine guns, 30 sniper rifles, 30 shotguns, 20,000 hand grenades, 50 boxes of incendiary bombs, and 250,000 rounds of ammunition.
The doomsday theorist is clearly a military enthusiast, and I'm curious how he managed to smuggle so many guns and ammunition back to the country despite the heavy restrictions.
If he knew that the weapons he had worked so hard to acquire had been snatched away by her and Professor Jin, he would be furious.
Zuo Ling, who had gotten the better deal, laughed wildly several times.
Doomsday theorists, you are so endearing!
As for the issue of how troublesome someone with so many weapons is, Zuo Ling didn't consider it.
You're not someone to mess with; we'll see if you manage to get back to China alive.
Even if she comes back, with Professor Jin taking the fall, what is she afraid of? She happily accepted a large batch of supplies.
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