Zuo Ling was so captivated by the doomsday theorist's house that she didn't notice Professor Jin's prank.
The snow removal work in the villa area was not as good as that of Noah's Ark; the house of the doomsday theorist was flooded, and the entire house could not be seen from the outside.
Upon entering, we found that the outer wall was three meters high, with an additional two meters of electric fence. The open space in the yard was covered by a domed glass dome, which was very well sealed, and there wasn't a single snowflake in the yard.
With the white snow overhead, it felt like being in a snow house.
The house is large, and the yard is also large, more than three times the size of Professor Jin's son's house.
There were three luxury cars parked in the yard: a Mercedes-Benz, a modified pickup truck, and a giant RV.
It also has the same design of three floors above ground and two floors below ground.
Arriving in a new place, the waterfall was very excited and darted around on its short legs.
Zuo Ling didn't rush to search for supplies; instead, she circled the villa in a large circle.
Go around to the backyard, where the glass enclosure is level with the three-story building.
Inside the courtyard, there is a winding cobblestone path with evergreen lawns on both sides, and a huge palm tree planted on one side of the lawn.
The grass and palm trees were neglected and slightly yellowed, a testament to their former lushness.
The first impression of this place is that it is bright, spacious, and comfortable.
This kind of enjoyment, wow, wow, wow, the life of the wealthy is truly enviable.
There is a one-way glass room on one side of the yard, but you can't see what's inside.
I thought it was a greenhouse, but when I opened the door, it turned out to be a garage.
Four cool-looking sports cars were lined up in a row, and on one side was... oh my god, an escape pod!
Upon unexpectedly finding the escape pod, he didn't hesitate and immediately put it into his spatial storage.
I was originally there to rob someone openly, but suddenly I felt like a thief.
Pat your chest. It's not surprising that a doomsday theorist's home, especially a wealthy one's, has an escape pod.
This trip was worthwhile.
Having received what she wanted most, Zuo Ling had no interest in the flashy sports cars and turned back to the villa.
The interior is decorated entirely in black, white, and gray, exuding the style of a domineering male CEO.
Professor Jin stood on the second floor, his face beaming with joy, and called out to Zuo Ling, "Come and see, there are so many things, enough for us to use for several years."
Zuo Ling wasn't in a hurry to check what supplies were available. She asked Professor Jin, "Are all the surveillance cameras turned off?"
Professor Jin was taken aback:
“It’s okay if I see it. I don’t want to deny it. When he comes back, I’ll have my son make up the money for him.”
Zuo Ling remained silent.
"He might not be afraid if he sees it, but what if someone else sees it? What if they find out we took a large amount of supplies? What do you think will happen then?"
With social order on the verge of collapse, how could they not attract attention once people found out they had a large amount of supplies?
Professor Jin realized what was happening, slapped his forehead, turned around, and dashed off to some unknown room.
After a while, he turned back and said, "Okay, everything's off."
He paused for a moment, then added, "The monitoring data has all been deleted."
Did Zuo Ling not ask the doomsday theorist's computer if it didn't have a password? How did you unlock it?
Problems that require high intelligence should be left to high-IQ professors to solve. She hasn't even read many books, so she shouldn't get involved.
I walked around the building, and there were more than twenty rooms, all packed to the brim.
Charcoal, portable gas stoves, portable gas stove canisters, gas cylinders, solar panels, gasoline and diesel generators, high-capacity batteries, and power banks.
Night vision goggles, bulletproof vests, bulletproof vests, bulletproof helmets, radiation protection suits, acid-resistant protective suits, military tents, and moisture-proof mats.
Military gear, men's windbreakers, down jackets, fur coats, leather boots, snow boots, quilts, down comforters, fabrics...
Western medicine, rice, flour, cooking oil, beans, grains, liquor, beer, wine, canned goods, milk powder, soy milk, lotus root starch, sesame paste, honey, dried vegetables, vermicelli, compressed biscuits, instant noodles, pre-cooked dishes, sausages, cured meats, ham, soy sauce, vinegar, cooking wine and other seasonings, refined and coarse salt, cookware... and so on and so forth, everything is available.
The six rooms were combined and converted into a cold storage, which was filled with all kinds of meat, seafood, and a large amount of freeze-dried food.
Freeze-dried foods come in a wide variety of types, including meat, vegetables, seafood, fruits, concentrated soups, and semi-cooked products. Judging from the packaging, many of them are imported from abroad.
Two rooms contained gasoline and diesel fuel, and two other rooms were filled with stainless steel barrels containing rice, wheat, and millet.
On one side of the room stood four small threshing machines and four small electric mills.
Unhulled rice can reportedly be stored for up to ten years.
Zuo Ling found two vacuum packaging compressors and more than a dozen large boxes of vacuum packaging bags of various models.
There was a room piled with something that looked like car parts.
She smacked her lips, realizing that compared to doomsday theorists, her hoarding skills were so poor she hadn't even graduated from elementary school.
I checked a few items and found that they were all recent supplies.
It's speculated that doomsday theorists have a wide range of businesses, including supermarkets and pharmacies.
Otherwise, how could he guarantee that the supplies he stockpiled were all recent arrivals?
A house was converted into a gym, complete with treadmills, sandbags, dumbbells, weightlifting equipment, shooting targets, and all kinds of fitness equipment.
Professor Jin was clearly not interested in the fitness equipment.
He wasn't interested, but Zuo Ling was. She thought she'd find some time to empty everything out of there.
In addition, Zuo Ling also found a massage chair that was quite expensive.
Professor Jin hesitated and said, "Miss, you can take anything else, but it's best not to touch anything in his study."
He was referring to the contents of the safe in the study, fearing that Zuo Ling might have ulterior motives.
Zuo Ling glanced at him and asked in return:
"If he doesn't come back within a year, do you think the things in the house will be safe?"
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