019 Can I ask you to buy some more water?

"Thank you, Brother Ziran, you are the best to me."

Fang Xin was so happy she felt like she could nearly fly. This was what she wanted; her ideal state was to have both Qin Ziran and Hua Mi giving her money to spend, both supporting her.

The best part was that while Hua Mi was giving her money, she would also be abandoned by Qin Ziran and be tormented and hurt by him emotionally.

Fang Xin felt she had already achieved her goal in this regard, after all, she knew how Hua Mi felt about Qin Ziran.

Hua Mi loved Qin Ziran so dearly, to the point of life and death, and although Qin Ziran had betrayed Hua Mi and Hua Mi was angry, clamoring and fussing about breaking up with him, Hua Mi simply couldn't leave Qin Ziran.

It's only natural for a man to cheat—what man doesn't have a wandering eye?

In the end, it's highly probable that Hua Mi and Qin Ziran will get back together.

Of course, Fang Xin didn't want to see such an outcome; she wanted to monopolize Hua Mi's man every day, living a carefree life of shopping and watching Hua Mi suffer.

Now that the first step of the plan had succeeded, with Qin Ziran letting her resign and giving her money to spend, the next step was to ensure, by any means necessary, that Hua Mi and Qin Ziran didn't meet.

Otherwise, should they see each other, Hua Mi might be coaxed back into Qin Ziran's arms after a few words, and then the prince and princess in the fairy tale would take flight together. What would Fang Xin do then?

Having made up her mind, Fang Xin took the tens of thousands of yuan Qin Ziran had given her and patiently waited at the temporary relief center, guarding for Hua Mi's next appearance.

Of course, it was so boring to watch someone all day long. Given Fang Xin's personality, she also liked shopping.

However, what she bought were things like lipstick, nail polish, high heels, jewelry, and pretty dresses... Anyway, these things were very cheap now, and before she knew it, Fang Xin had spent the thirty thousand yuan given by Qin Ziran.

No worries, Fang Xin now had a sugar daddy like Qin Ziran, and with food provided three times a day and two snacks at the temporary relief center, she definitely wouldn't starve.

When the money was gone, she would just ask Brother Ziran for more.

On Hua Mi's end, she didn't give a second thought to Fang Xin and Qin Ziran.

She instructed Ah Fu to park the truck in front of the ruins, sent him off to rest, and entered the truck bed herself, concentrating a thought, and stored everything in the truck bed into her level 4 storage.

She then filled the truck with empty mineral water bottles.

Hua Mi, not wanting to move a muscle, instantly returned to her own supermarket with a thought, pulled out rolls of wire mesh from the level 4 storage, and started working on security measures for the Lotus Shengxing Supermarket.

But she hadn't even unrolled one coil of wire mesh before she was hungry again.

Touching her famished stomach, she remembered the two loaves of bread she had just eaten. What was going on?

Could it be that her superpower of promoting plant growth had morphed into the apocalypse supermarket's superpower, as a result her appetite had mutated as well?

At this rate of eating, would she become a 250-pound fat woman?

Hua Mi, clutching her belly, squatted down and sat on the wire mesh, took out a large bowl of hot and spicy soup from her level 4 storage to eat, while eating she also browsed through the news on her smartphone.

The news reported that there had been earthquakes in some cities, but the damage wasn't severe, just minor quakes, nowhere near as frequent and damaging as the quakes in Xiang City.

It seemed like Xiang City was the epicenter of it all.

But that was quite alright, at least global logistics were still functional.

Even though Xiang City's airport was destroyed by the quake, Post Boss went out of his way to hold a press conference, promising that he would not delay the Xiang City People's Glorious Shopping Festival. If air transport was cut off, Post Boss would turn to land transport, and if land transport was not possible, then to water transport; if waterways were not available, Post Boss would resort to manpower.

In short, even if the apocalypse arrived, Post Boss would ensure that the parcels of Xiang City People would be delivered without fail.

That was great. After Hua Mi saw this piece of news, she scrolled through the shopping site's information and noticed that some of her previously ordered items, like instant noodles, portable gas canisters, and portable cassette stoves, were shipped, while others were not.

They'd shipped the goods, and the majority were still on the way.

However, since air transport was not an option, they resorted to land transport, and who knows what they encountered on the road. Some were nearing Xiang City, while others were still halfway there.

Many had already been delivered to the courier stations in the nearest market towns.

Hua Mi decided to trust the Post Boss of Xiang City; in times like these, receiving 5000 out of 10000 boxes of goods was already quite impressive.

So she went online and ordered thirty thousand yuan worth of bread from several different stores.

The reason she stocked up on bread was its convenience; there was no need to light up a card stove and cook specifically.

After humans and animals began mutating, Hua Mi would be able to fight monsters while munching on bread and instant noodles.

As she continued her relentless online shopping spree, a figure approached from the ruins in the distance—it was the tall and sturdy Huo Jing.

He seemed to have been roaming around the area for quite some time before finally arriving, sweating profusely, to find Hua Mi, who was sitting outside a small supermarket.

With a jubilant wave of his arm, Huo Jing called out,

"Miss Hua, I finally found you."

Hua Mi looked up, her clear eyes tinged with a trace of blankness,

"Looking for me? Is something the matter?"

Huo Jing, clearly taken aback, sat opposite Hua Mi, shrugging off a large backpack. Then, from his bulging pack, he pulled out several stacks of red notes.

One stack amounted to ten thousand.

"Miss Hua, I know you're very capable. Could I trouble you to buy some more water? I'll pay you 10 yuan per bottle, no, make it 20 yuan a bottle."

Huo Jing spoke with a troubled face. It had been a few days, and the strapping man seemed to have aged considerably.

His hair was greasy, and his clothes looked as if they hadn't been washed in days.

Upon seeing that Hua Mi was merely holding a large bowl and eating spicy hotpot without any intention of responding to him, Huo Jing continued to speak:

"You see, last time I bought 3000 mineral water bottles from you. A relative of our family said that the price of mineral water in Xiang City has gone up quite a bit, so..."

"You all decided to sell those 3000 bottles of mineral water?"

Hua Mi finally spoke up, holding two chopsticks in her hand and about to eat a beef ball. She bit into it, and the hot soup inside scalded her mouth.

With a hiss, she laughed and said,

"Well, that's quite good, you must've made a nice profit, right?"

Huo Jing could not discern the true meaning behind her laughter. He just sighed and said,

"Yes, we made a lot. Those 3000 bottles sold really fast. But, you see, we always thought the water would come back on soon. Yet, our tap water at home still hasn't been restored."

So now, his family was fetching water from the Xiang River for baths.

But they couldn't very well draw drinking water from the river, especially not for children—they couldn't drink river water.

Huo Jing and his relatives had only then realized what it was they had sold.

And the final straw was yesterday—their natural gas supply was also cut off.