ScratchyKitty

A blizzard had raged for ten days, with temperatures plummeting to below minus fifty degrees Celsius.
Yet, that wasn’t the most terrifying part. The impending disasters of rat plague, extreme heat, drought, acid rain, tornadoes, and other severe weather conditions would follow one after another, each one a veritable hell on earth.
Gu Pan was reborn seven days before all these calamities began. At this time, her Space was still with her, her husband was still alive, and she needed to hoard resources like crazy.
Food, clothing, shelter, transportation, medicine, weapons, electricity, and all other essentials of life—she had to stockpile enough for the next lifetime.
What? The ‘friend’ who had betrayed them in the previous life was also reborn? And they had hoarded a warehouse full of supplies, even more than them? No more nonsense, just take it all into her Space.
After the apocalypse began, she and her husband kicked off a spree of zero-cost acquisition.
In this life, they would take revenge on their enemies and settle all scores. Those who had hurt them would be repaid double.

Snowstorm: I'm Super Rich in the Apocalypse

The two of them looked at the boxes; the sections that contained gold had all disappeared, but the strings of red coral were still intact.


At that moment, they noticed the same phenomenon on the antique shelf; wherever there had been gold, it had vanished.


You win some, you lose some; there was really no helping it—the Space was a veritable gold-devouring beast.


They then opened the other boxes, which contained antique objects and calligraphy and paintings.


However, the three safes in front of them, two large and one small, couldn't be opened.


As it was, without professional skills, they simply couldn't be cracked, so they decided not to bother and left them there, to be dealt with later.


After all, if there was gold inside, it would be absorbed by the Space anyway. If not gold, other contents wouldn't be of much use; they were likely contracts or property deeds, which in the apocalypse were even less useful than toilet paper.


Chapter 87: Expanding the Area