While others are struggling to survive and slaying zombies in the apocalypse, I'm hoarding supp

123 ate four more crystal cores in a row. When it finished the fourth one, it stopped flashing blue light.

"Host, there's no more space to add." 123 held the seventh crystal core in frustration. It seemed that only five cubic meters of space could be added at a time.

Luo Ning tugged at its antenna to comfort it, "It's okay, adding five cubic meters is already pretty good."

When her spatial ability was first awakened, it was even smaller, only five cubic meters.

Meanwhile, in a certain room, a young girl proudly announced, "I've awakened the spatial ability they talk about online—I have a cubic meter!"

Luo Ning put the dirty bowl into the dishwasher and picked up 123.

"Let's go fill these five cubic meters."

Luo Ning initially picked up this first-order crystal core based on the principle that working people should not waste resources, but he never expected that a single crystal core would be worth a cubic centimeter.

You should know that in the previous life, a first-order crystal core couldn't even buy a 10-milliliter bottle of nutrient solution.

The largest slaughterhouse in Ningcheng is not far from Luo Ning's home, since they are both in the suburbs, making it much faster for her to go to the city center.

Soon, Luo Ning drove to the slaughterhouse.

There were quite a few zombies on the outskirts, probably attracted by the smell of fresh meat from the slaughterhouse.

"Host, with so many zombies, how are we supposed to get in? Are we just going to run them over again?"

Luo Ning observed the slaughterhouse; it was surrounded by a high wall, and the gate for vehicles was locked.

There should still be survivors in the slaughterhouse. There are no signs of damage, so there shouldn't be any zombies inside, and the supplies certainly haven't been damaged or contaminated.

Now that the most important thing hasn't been contaminated, the rest is easy.

"Running over them with a car would be too loud and attract more zombies."

Zombies had already surrounded the vehicle, so Luo Ning started the car and lured them to a more distant location.

We can't let them contaminate our fresh ingredients.

"Host, what are you going to do?" 123 looked at her in confusion.

Luo Ning parked the car, unbuckled his seatbelt, and said, "You stay here and behave yourself."

After saying that, he climbed from the driver's seat to the back seat and took out a bottle of gasoline.

The door opened, and zombies frantically pushed their way in, but couldn't get any closer to the car.

Luo Ning threw gasoline at the zombie, the gasoline dripping to its feet. Holding a lighter, she lit it, then asked 123 uncertainly, "Are you sure the car is immune to all damage?"

"Of course!" 123 proudly raised its head. Products made by the Supreme God are bound to be of the highest quality.

The lighter in Luo Ning's hand fell to the ground as she heard "123" and she slammed the car door shut.

"boom--"

Outside the car window, a raging fire instantly spread to the surroundings, while inside the car, the temperature remained unchanged.

123 screamed in fright, "Fire! Host! There's a huge fire! We have to run!"

Luo Ning pulled it from the back seat, "Shut up! Don't you trust your own system?"

123 was scolded, and only then did it stick its head out of Luo Ning's arms.

Touching the cold car window, he laughed awkwardly, "Host, you know I used to be a strategy system, I've never done anything like this before."

"Making a fuss over nothing."

Luo Ning watched the zombies struggling in the fire, then drove away from the scene.

After a while, the zombies were burned to ashes.

On the second floor of the slaughterhouse, a family huddled together, terrified.

"Dad, she burned all the zombies. Will she come and burn us later?"

A little girl, about ten years old, clung to her father's neck in fear.

Another boy of similar age retorted.

"She killed so many zombies all by herself, she must be a good person."

A middle-aged woman nearby asked worriedly, "Honey, what should we do?"

The man put an arm around his wife and said, "If she comes in later, you take the children and hide in the sheep pen in the back."

Luo Ning got out of the car and finished off some of the zombies that hadn't died yet, finding a total of twenty-three crystal cores.

As the zombie virus outbreak occurred, more and more zombies were able to form crystal cores, and the zombies became increasingly powerful.

After cleaning up the crystal core, they led 123 to the iron gate, which was now locked with an iron chain.

Just as he pulled the chainsaw to cut the chains, a man came out from inside.

"What are you doing? Outsiders aren't allowed to come in here."

Luo Ning looked up at the man. "What if I insist on coming in today?"

The man looked into Luo Ning's bloodshot eyes and gripped the iron bar he used for self-defense.

"If you insist on barging in, don't blame me for being impolite."

Luo Ning cleaved the chains and pushed the door open.

The man's legs began to tremble as he heard the sound of the chainsaw, but he did not back down.

Luo Ning walked straight to him. "Where are all the fresh meats that were slaughtered last night?"

"I...I don't know."

Seeing that she was conscious and did not appear to be infected with the zombie virus, the man breathed a sigh of relief.

Luo Ning's eyes darkened, and he immediately explained, "I really don't know. I'm not an employee of the slaughterhouse. There was no one here when I delivered the pigs last night."

Luo Ning frowned and had no choice but to go find it himself.

Soon, freshly cut pork was found in a workshop, and after careful inspection, it was found to be free of infection.

Only then did he close the workshop door with satisfaction.

123 asked, puzzled, "Host, aren't we going to take it away?"

Luo Ning took two steps back. "Don't you still have that space-folding function? Fold this house down to its smallest size for me."

123 was stunned. "You can do that?"

"Didn't you say that folding space can fold any object into any shape and size?"

The antenna on 123 kept shaking. "That's what the system is saying, but I haven't tried it, and I don't know if it will work."

"Then let's give it a try!"

123 sat on Luo Ning's shoulder, a flash of blue light appeared, and the house in front of them shrank.

Luo Ning's eyes lit up as she looked at the small house in front of her, which was about one cubic meter in size.

"Can it be any smaller?"

If it were even smaller, she could do it this way when collecting supplies in the future. How many of these little houses would fit in that storage space 123?

"No, host. As already indicated, you can only fold an object smaller than 50 cubic meters into a 1 cubic meter size at a time."

The man who was spying on the scene stared in shock at the shrunken house, his eyes bulging outwards. Then, upon hearing the little robot speak, he took two steps back.

Was it magic? Why did that robot shrink such a big house?

Luo Ning had only asked casually, and she was already very satisfied with the result.

"Okay, one cubic meter it is. Put this one cubic meter of stuff into your space."

Based on this calculation, if the remaining one-third of the items in storage space 123 were compressed into an empty room, it would still be able to fit fifty-three houses of this size.

From now on, if she comes across any supplies, she should just pack up the house along with them!

Next came beef and mutton, and Luo Ning took in two more rooms.

After the house was taken over, the view became much more open.

When the man saw Luo Ning's gaze fixed on the sheepfold, he fearfully tried to step forward to block her.

The sheep pen at the slaughterhouse was a temporary facility used to house animals that hadn't been slaughtered yet. Luo Ning glanced at it; there was nothing inside.

It must have been infected with the virus before it could be delivered to the slaughterhouse last night.

"Host, is there anything else you need?"

123 just arranged these small cubes neatly in the space; it likes this way of playing.

"There's another truckload of pigs over there that haven't been slaughtered yet, let's pack them up too!"

Luo Ning pointed to the car, which belonged to the man. He had originally brought his wife and children to deliver the pig last night before heading to the city, but he never expected to encounter something like this.

"No, you're not allowed to take our pig. Dad worked so hard to feed it."

A boy ran out from the circle next to him; he was the man's son.