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Ye Zhao still intended to stockpile more supplies. Beyond food, she focused on purchasing extra medical supplies; she prepared a good amount of disinfectant, iodine, and anti-inflammatory antibiotics. If a real fight broke out, these would be life-savers. Although she was strong, she had to remain cautious regarding unknown disasters—her life was what mattered most!

She made several trips to buy supplies, dragging four suitcases worth of goods to the restroom each time to transfer them into her Personal Space. Only when her space and Storage Card were nearly full did she stop. She found a nearby hotel and checked in; after putting down a 200,000 deposit, she secured a luxury suite that even came with a private butler and top-tier service.

The hotel she chose was in a prime location, right across from the restaurant where she had started. Through the window, she could clearly see every move made on the opposite side.

Ye Zhao also received a message from a colleague at the restaurant, asking where she was and mentioning that the manager was cursing up a storm. They told her to hurry back, or she would be fired and wouldn't see a single cent of this month's wages.

As a millionaire, Ye Zhao felt quite inflated and had no interest in such small change. She replied: [Is that table of people from earlier still there?]

Colleague Xiao Qian: [They are, but that group of people really looks so good. Better than the stars on TV, especially the one wearing a mask. They feel like someone very powerful.]

Ye Zhao: [Then you better be careful. I have a feeling that table is trouble.]

Colleague Xiao Qian: [I know, people like that aren't for someone like me to pine after.]

That wasn't what Ye Zhao meant, but she couldn't