Chapter 18 Zero-Yuan Shopping: The Joy is Limitless
Walking through the cinema's staff entrance, I quickly arrived at the manager's office.
Shining a flashlight through the glass of the manager's office, I saw a dark figure sitting in a chair with his back to me.
It must be the manager himself, who was already frozen solid.
Although I've witnessed countless deaths and lives during the three-year apocalypse, seeing this scene alone still gave me a heart attack. I wish An'an were here; a friend can embolden a coward.
Silently reciting the core socialist values, he pushed open the door, briefly avoiding the corpse, and went straight to the cabinet to rummage through it for anything of value.
Apart from a safe, he got basically nothing. This manager is really not doing very well. He put the safe into his storage space and prepared to move on to the next stop.
To avoid touching the corpses, Yu Miaomiao leaned against the table and turned sideways, unintentionally pushing over an ornament on the table.
A "thud" came from the wall.
Is there an escape room?! That's some serious trickery!
Holding a flashlight, he pushed against the wall, managing to open a crack. He dragged the cabinet to the entrance of the secret room to block the door and prevent himself from getting trapped. He then groped his way into the secret room.
After walking down a flight of stairs, we finally entered the secret room, where the first thing we saw was a wall of wine cabinets.
Although she didn't know much about wine, she had heard of brands like Romanée-Conti, which cost hundreds of thousands of yuan a bottle. This cinema manager was not only incredibly wealthy, but also a wine connoisseur.
Besides the alcohol, there was another wall of cabinets filled with unopened cartons of cigarettes, and boxes of cigars stacked neatly.
They can be used to exchange for sub-crystals, which can then be exchanged for several base residences.
Yu Miaomiao quickly put them all into her spatial storage. It was a zero-yuan purchase, so she didn't feel bad about spending any money; all she wanted was happiness.
In the middle, there is a transparent glass display case filled with men's watches, cufflinks, ties, bow ties, and the like.
I'll put everything into my space. It's not very useful, but it's free, so why not take it? The space is big, and I won't feel bad if I take it out and let the three little ones play with it.
In addition to these, there is a hidden cabinet that needs to be opened with a fingerprint lock.
When forcibly unlocking the door failed, Yu Miaomiao simply tried to tuck the cabinet and the wall behind it into the space, leaving a neat row of cut surfaces at the wall joint, and it really did tuck into the space.
Wow!
She seems to have discovered an alternative use for space.
After looking around and finding nothing to collect, they quickly left the secret room.
Before leaving, I closed the mechanism again, and the door to the secret room clicked once more. I couldn't help but admire how perfectly the door was sealed, without a single flaw. They had really put a lot of thought into it.
Having taken these things, Yu Miaomiao felt that the trip was worthwhile. Although the supplies in her space were enough for them to live comfortably, who would complain about having too many supplies?
Later, when she arrived at the base, there were many places where she needed to use sub-crystals. In her previous life, she had scraped together money to buy a small 14-square-meter apartment. This time, her target was the villas at the military base.
Moreover, this time, she not only wants to stay in a villa, but she and Lu An have also discussed forming their own mercenary squad.
The hardships of the apocalypse are far beyond what the two of them alone can handle.
Their abilities are primarily for survival, but in terms of combat, their firepower is not strong. Although they have weapons, who can be sure of the extent to which their abilities will upgrade later? Their weapons may be no match for advanced ability users. Therefore, they want to and need to form a team to resist the apocalypse together.
After leaving the movie theater, Yu Miaomiao wandered aimlessly around the mall. Since ordinary restaurants should have some ingredients in their kitchens, she went into the kitchens of each restaurant one by one and put the ingredients that looked decent into her space, putting them together. These ingredients could be used first when she exchanged for points at the base later.
The ingredients in her space are all those that haven't been subjected to extreme cold, so they can't be taken out and used casually.
Every now and then, she would select some rice, flour, beans, and compressed biscuits of average quality and take them out of her space. She would then create quantitative and qualitative changes in the food as time passed naturally, all in preparation for exchanging them for sub-crystals later.
After inspecting the kitchens of more than a dozen stores, there were no surprises, just the usual stuff.
Some restaurants don't even have fresh ingredients in their kitchens; they only have frozen food, which they heat up, pour into plates, and then deliver to customers who want to dine in or order takeout.
She slowly returned to the meeting point, where someone was already waiting. It was He Liang, who lived on the 8th floor. His glasses were broken and he had barely managed to patch them up with tape.
Yu Miaomiao knew this person before the apocalypse. He was a programmer working in a large company and a participant in the 007 Blessing program. He often didn't get home until three or four in the morning, which was the same as Yu Miaomiao's schedule, as she often streamed until late at night. So the two often bumped into each other in the elevator.
He's good-looking and doesn't have the air of a 007 programmer at all. Even in his current disheveled state after the apocalypse, he still looks kind of decadent and handsome.
Yu Miaomiao had considered having him come to their studio as a streamer a few times, but after hearing that he was good at coding and had already received shares in a major company, she gave up on the idea.
He has a good temper and is kind-hearted. Before the apocalypse, I often saw him feeding cat food and canned food to the stray cats in the neighborhood. However, he is a man of few words and not ruthless enough. He will suffer after the apocalypse.
The two nodded to each other and then remained silent.
He was holding a whole winter melon in his hands, and his backpack was also stuffed full, indicating that he had made a good haul.
However, there was no joy on his face, only gloom and dejection.
Yu Miaomiao had no intention of investigating the reasons; she was not a savior, and these things were none of her concern.