Apocalyptic natural disaster, stock up with billions of supplies to survive

There was definitely a lot of movement when the door was being installed. Someone came up from downstairs before the door frame was even installed.

Seeing that the people on the 27th floor planned to install the door between the 25th and 26th floors, no one dared to come forward and say anything.

They only dared to stretch their heads to take a look at the stairs on the 25th floor.

After they returned, the news that the landlord's house on the 27th floor had begun to install a door again spread throughout the building.

No one doubted where they were looking for this door at this time. After all, they had skills on the 27th floor.

I learned that doors have been installed again on the 27th floor, and the doors have been installed between the 25th and 26th floors.

Yang Chunmei, who had just been robbed, came to Han Ying and the others with bruises on her face.

"Mom, can you go away? You're preventing us from installing the door."

This aunt is also funny. With the hurt on her face, is she trying to win their sympathy or something?

Just stood next to them, not saying anything, just watching.

"Just now, our house was robbed of all the supplies we needed to survive by a few beasts on the 11th floor. Little girl, Auntie knows that you are capable. Please help me get the supplies back. Auntie, I beg you."

Yang Chunmei said and was going to hold Han Ying's hand.

Han Ying turned sideways, two feet away from the aunt, "You are so funny. Did I ask them to rob it? No? Then why do you think that if you beg me here, your supplies will be returned?"

"Little girl, I'm begging you, please help me. I still have a grandson to raise. Without those supplies, he will starve to death.

Seeing that Han Ying refused, Yang Chunmei knelt down towards her on the stairs.

"what are you doing?"

Han Ying was really angry.

Although she didn't believe that being kneeled down by an elder would shorten one's lifespan, this aunt was too old to play moral kidnapping with her.

Does the aunt mean that if Han Ying doesn't help her get the supplies back, if her grandson dies of starvation, it will be Han Ying's responsibility?

"Little girl, I beg you, please show kindness... In this whole building, those people are afraid of you on the 27th floor..."

Yang Chunmei even kowtowed to Han Ying as she spoke.

"I remember you have a son, right?"

If Han Ying remembered correctly, she remembered seeing their family at the herbal tea distribution point a few days ago.

Her son had no ability, but he begged her to marry a girl in her early twenties, who was really good at calculating.

"He is useless. When he sees people coming to grab supplies, he doesn't even dare to say a word..."

Speaking of her son, Yang Chunmei looked disappointed.

"Oh, your son Jin Gui is afraid of death, but our lives are cheap, so we are not afraid of death? Get out of here, don't let me kick you off!"

Han Ying saw that Lu Yuanmen was already pretending, so she bypassed the aunt and walked in.

"Little girl, why don't you let us live on the 26th floor? The house inside is empty anyway."

When Yang Chunmei saw people starting to pack up their tools and prepare to leave, she immediately climbed up from the stairs and grabbed the door.

"Is this your true purpose?"

Han Ying suddenly laughed when she heard the aunt's words.

Then she looked at the aunt and whispered: "Aunt, do you know where the people on the 26th floor have gone? Huh?"

"Aren't they all going to gay... gay... I can't live anymore, I can't live anymore..."

Yang Chunmei seemed to have thought of something, her face suddenly turned pale, and then she staggered back directly to the bottom of the stairs.

"Auntie, don't forget you still owe me a pig's knuckle..."

Seeing the aunt running away as if she was running away, Han Ying laughed loudly, and then added another sentence.

Hearing what Han Ying said upstairs, Yang Chunmei staggered again and almost rolled down.

The people on the 27th floor are really terrible.

When the two returned home, they went to their rooms and took a shower.

After taking a shower, the two sat together again.

There are still important things that have not been done, so it is impossible for them to forget.

This night they collected a total of 21 scrolls.

14 good ones and 7 defective ones were all kept in the basement by Han Ying.

Take out all the scrolls and spread them out.

Then Lu Yuan took out his mobile phone and took pictures of these scrolls one by one, so that he would know later which one was useful for the space.

"Let's start with the defective ones."

Han Ying picked up a soaked picture scroll spread out on the table and said.

Putting the painting scroll into the space, Han Ying found that the painting she had put in was slowly dissipating.

The painting disappeared, indicating that the space must have changed.

"Let's go in and have a look."

Han Ying put all the other scrolls on the table into the basement, and then took Lu Yuan directly into the space.

Lu Yuan took out a measuring tape and measured it, and found that there was an extra 0.2 meters, which was equivalent to an extra 20 square meters of land.

Not much, but better than nothing.

Lu Yuan recorded the changes in the notes of the photo he just took.

Han Ying continued to win a defective piece.

The basement was shared by the two of them, so Lu Yuan knew which painting had disappeared.

Then he clicked on the corresponding photo on his phone.

The second painting is a full meter longer, which is equivalent to an extra 2 square meters.

The third picture does not take up space.

The fourth piece is 4 meters longer, which is equivalent to an extra 0.3 square meters.

After testing all 21 scrolls, the entire space extended by a full 6.5 meters.

Among them, 6 spaces are not allowed to be eaten.

These 6 paintings are nothing special. They include landscape paintings and flower and bird paintings.

However, other paintings eaten by space also fall into these two categories.

The description is not a problem of the category, it should be a problem of the painting itself.

It could be a fake or something else.

Han Ying remembered that the three paintings that had been opened from the safe of Lin Zhongming's house had been eaten by space and the area extended by a full 15 meters.

But now 15 pieces have been eaten, and it only extends 6.5 meters.

The difference is a bit big, and it seems that it may be an issue with the value of the painting.

It might be a dynasty, it might be painting skills or something else.

In other words, they tested it for a long time and found nothing.

In the end, I still don’t know what painting Space wants to eat.

However, this is somewhat of a guess. It should be that the greater the value of the painting, the larger the land area that can be extended.

This was nearly an acre of extra land. When Lu Planting Expert Yuan wanted to plant crops on it, Han Ying took him away from the space.

After running around all night, he still installed the door when he came back. Is this person a perpetual motion machine?

After ordering Lu Yuan to go back to sleep, Han Ying and Gouzi also returned to their rooms.

Just now, Han Ying had turned on the air conditioner in the room and put two large ice cubes in it, so the temperature was quite suitable at this time.

After lying down, Han Ying did not go to sleep immediately. Instead, she poured out the supplies in the 200 million cubic meters space talisman for a while.

Use your consciousness to move part of the rice inside into a 1000 cubic meter space talisman.

After filling a space talisman, there is still a lot of rice inside.

After filling another sheet, Han Ying stopped, closed her eyes and started to sleep.